moments & mountains.

we talk about the woman on welfare, but rarely do we watch as she teaches her daughter how to read by flashlight in the night, so she may have a better life one day.

we remember passing the man on the corner who begged for a handout, but we forget how he served our country holding far more than just a hand out.

we watch the “drug dealers on the corner” make what we think is a deal, but we don’t slow down to listen to the words they’re saying; praying.

we scold the immigrant but are surprised to find our own names in the book at at the isle.

slow down. don’t forget who made you. look past what you can see and into the soul of the one you’re “most unlike”. I think you’ll find that you’re very much the same…