Today I was expecting to see Viola on my way home. I usually see her when I'm going to Columbus Circle and it's before 6. I haven't seen her in about 2 1/2 weeks so it's been a while. She was there and we talked a bit. She caught me up on what happened with her - her doctor's appt went pretty well except something about her blood level being high. I offered her something to eat, but she refused. She said she's trying to watch her weight cause of the doctor. While I was talking to her it seemed like her lips were a bit bluish, probably from the cold. After a while she asked for some hot chocolate and Starbucks is right there so I got her some hoping that at least would warm her up. While it was good to talk to her, the bad part is because I was expecting to see her, on my way to her spot, I walked by two other individuals I'm pretty sure were homeless. I had that mindset of I can't help everyone. It's terrible. I remember when I was passing the second one, I kept telling myself to just stop but I didn't. Then I compromised sort of and told myself I would go back and find that person if I didn't see Viola..but honestly I don't know if I would've. I don't want to start walking by habitually. God, give me courage and obedience and compassion.HAHA.
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