Last week I really found out just how difficult the world has become. How a couple of bad choices can change one’s life forever. How being in the wrong place at the wrong time can make it damn near impossible to get a job or find housing.
We had a young man show up at the church looking for help. For the sake of privacy we will call him Tad. At the time he came to the church I was out on a hospital call and the church secretary was the one who heard his story first.
Now under normal circumstances the secretary would have given Tad some food, maybe a MARTA pass and let him use the phone to make whatever contacts he needed to make and sent him on his way.