What do we do when we see a homeless or destitute person begging on the street? Look straight ahead and try not to think about it? Hope the light turns green soon so we can be on our way? That’s what I tend to do. “Street people” are unpleasant. They’re dirty. They smell. They intrude on our lives.But the homeless are real. Every one of them is a human being and every one has a unique story. And once we get past the prejudice and the façades and the discomfort, we can get to know and love the homeless and make their world (and ours) a better place. That’s what happened to Ron Hall, a wealthy art dealer who, along with a homeless man named Denver Moore, is the subject and co-author of a fine book called Same Kind of Different As Me: A Modern-day Slave, an International Art Dealer, and the Unlikely Woman Who Bound Them Together.
Hall’s late wife, Debbie, was the key player in reaching out to love Moore and getting her husband to set aside his pride and prejudice to do the same. It’s a touching story that I recommend to anyone who wants a real-life example of what the love of Jesus Christ looks like in action. I won’t spoil the whole thing for you, but you can find out more in a feature article about the book here: http://www.reachoutcolumbia.com/archives/a-literary-masters-piece/.
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