myWorld
Loving My Neighbor
June 1, 2021
by Lynda MacGibbon I averted my eyes. I knew I was doing it, so I tried averting my thoughts by walking more quickly to my car, brushing them away as if they were a light dusting of snow. It didn’t work. My thoughts were not so transitory as snow. Thoughts rarely are. The sight of the homeless man has stayed with me. Wearing only a tattered jacket, he was visibly shivering in the chill of an uns…
