I was walking Ranger at about 5 in the morning. It was a so cold my down coat couldn't keep out the frostiness. As we strolled past the dumpster at the park, I heard a noise and saw a man going through the trash. We live in an interesting neighborhood...but sometimes I forget how blessed we are. I have never, ever had a time in my life that I would try to live off trash. I pray that my eyes can be opened to the needs around me.
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