The Struggle

I had an interesting conversation today about the struggle. Life struggle that is!!! It seems that if you are a felon, you can’t receive public assistance at least here in Georgia, so I asked if you are a felon who more than likely gets looked over for a position in which would not require you to need public assistance and if you are fortunate enough to land a job that pays you close to minimum wage and that is a stretch because truly you will most likely just be passed over for that job too, especially now with so many of us with a higher education that still cannot migrate beyond the working poor. Then why is it that you must retreat to the back woods, breeze ways or bridges only to surface at noon when the shelter opens for your one free (donated) meal. I start off with the felon scenario, but this is more about the less fortunate as a whole, not just former criminals.

I get that tax payers are tired of supporting the poor, but if the rich are only motivated by greed and not willing to share a dime, why can’t they share simple time? Time to help the less fortunate formulate a plan, because from just volunteering at the shelter and listening to the struggles; I have learned that it is not from lack of will, motivation or drive that the poor stay poor. It is the CHANCE that they are missing. Mind you I did not say OPPORTUNITY; given the chance they would take the opportunity to turn their situation around. It is more likely that an average athlete will make it to the pros before the homeless will make it off the streets, but we would rather invest in box seats to support the rich (making and keeping the wrong people rich, but that is another topic for another day) instead of volunteering our time to mentor those that society deems defeated.

Living a life so close to being one step removed; I OVERstand the struggle because I am not a lazy person and I am an educated person. I work hard everyday; I look even harder for ways beyond the struggle. Not a get rich quick scheme, but for an honest way to share my gifts with the world that will also move my family forward. I understand that money is energy and giving is the easiest way to attract a living. I just ask what does the Lost have left to give and where are those that have it to give? Must your club be so small, members only willing to pass those that beg on the street, because his shoes don’t shine like yours or he has never seen the inside of a Gucci store?

I guess God decided who should be rich here on earth, because Lord knows I would just go broke trying to help the poor.