Friday night a 22 year old known on the streets as Doughboy was found dead on the sidewalk with injuries to his head.
Doughboy had a brother known as "Country" who sometimes joined him walking the streets. Doughboy was a tall lanky blond haired guy with a strong southern accent. I once gave him a ride to the clinic and he spent the ride examining and appreciating each of the quirky features of my Volvo.
I don't know if anyone knows how to reach his family. He was a crack addict prostitute, the fourth one to be killed there on that street this year. I have not heard if there has been much of an investigation of any of the deaths. It is hard to know what might have caused his death. Maybe another hustler thought he had a pocket full of money or drugs. Maybe a customer killed him after being filled with remorse for his hidden deeds. Maybe someone did it for fun, after all, he didn't really matter that much.
Doughboy was also a Child of God. Created to be a delight to his Creator. I cannot imagine that his Creator got any delight out of the brutal and dehumanizing effects of prostitution or addiction, nor in his violent death.
Sunday night, two more addicts were found, one shot and the other run over by a train just a few blocks from where Doughboy was found.
2 comments:
God bless your hands and mind as you reach out to the hurting around you!
While it may seem in vain sometimes, even a cup of cold water given in Jesus' name has value, so I know what you are doing does too!!
Thanks Happymom4. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not sorta crazy, like a cat lady or something.
I really enjoy seeing the various ways people share the love of Christ through their lives. I call it "Seeing the Living Christ."
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