God lift me out
I’ve struggled with this photo. Taking it. Posting it. I’ve agonized over it for more than a year.
This man, down on his luck. I don’t want to exploit him. Too many come to our city and do just that. I just had to get the photo when I turned the corner and there he was.
He wouldn’t tell me his name when we took some cover and I bought him a warm cup of coffee and a meal. He just thanked me and said “God Bless”.
I haven’t seen him since.