Please Forgive Me! I am the homeless person you see on the street. Please forgive me when you offer me something to eat and I am slow to accept or even refuse. My pride will not allow me to accept it because at one point I could do for myself. I do not realize that God is working through you, trying to help one of his lost children. I am the homeless person you see on the street. Please forgive me when you offer a solution for housing and I am too afraid to change living the way I do. I have lost all things before and this may mean I may get started over again and lose all again, and that is more than I can think of dealing with. I do not realize that God is working through you, trying to at least provide a roof to live under. I am the homeless person you see on the street. Please forgive me when you offer clothes and I refuse them. I may have plenty to wear and no place to keep clean at. I get so discouraged that even though the clothes may be clean, I may still feel dirty. I do not see the beauty that lies underneath my skin and in my heart nor can I see God's beauty in you while he is working through you. I am the homeless person you see on the street. Please forgive me when you are kind to me and I get angry with you. I do not realize that God is working through you trying to show me there is hope. I cannot see any hope at times. I am the homeless person you see on the street. Please forgive me when you get discouraged trying to help me. It truly is not your fault that I do not feel worthy of being loved or accepted. The old saying holds more meaning now, "It truly is easier to give than to receive!" Copyright © 2000 by Mark Pierce