Saturday, May 31, 2014, 09:47 PM - Philosophy
Imagine a homeless person, bearded and wearing an old-style army jacket, probably rescued from a Salvation Army bin before the employees could collect it. He's slowly hobbling down the sidewalk, going nowhere in particular. He watches the world, as the world ignores him, purposefully averting their gaze so they don't make eye contact. So they don't have to feel guilty or acknowlege that the system doesn't work for everyone. He stops suddenly, looking down at his feet, and there, like the smallest ray of hope is a dirty and forgotten part of that society that left him behind so many years ago. It's a folded and time-worn $20 bill.
He bends over to pick it up, the slightest smile creeping across his lips, threatening to crack the dour expression he's worn longer than many have lived. Thoughts flood his mind as he imagines the many small ways he can rejoin society, if only for a fleeting moment. He's so happy as rarely does ANYTHING work out in his favor anymore. Now he'll be able to eat at least one good meal, and maybe he could even afford a few nips of strong liquor to forget about the world and his problems, at least for a little while, after the money is gone again. Then he turns the bill over....
In a world that beats down the homeless, forceably moves them from one location to another just so the rest of society doesn't have to see them... to see the other, empty side of the scale that's been tilted their way for so long with all of their own excesses, this is probably one of the most sadistic acts. To lift the spirits of someone, only to dash then to pieces again on the sidewalk. How many other people had picked up that same piece of paper and wadded it up, furious, and discarded it again so it can be picked up by the next passerby? That piece of paper, the grand idea of some Christian think-tank has become like a chain letter of misery and disappointment.
Not once in the history of the universe has a server, a homeless person, or anyone else picked up what they thought was money, discovered it was NOT money at all but rather an indictment of their lives, and been stoked about it. Some of the messages even begin with "Disappointed?" to mock you and your slavish allegiance to the dollar, when your slavish allegiance should be to the lord Jesus Christ. What I'm wondering is if these advertisements have netted them ANY new followers at all. Below are more examples of this.