HIS NAME WAS TAM

A man died in my street yesterday.

He was a drunk
He was a drug user
He was a beggar
He was a pest

He is the man that we all see in every town in every country begging for small change for his bus fare but we know just by looking at him that the money is for drink or drugs.
Everyone in the area knew him but very few even liked him. He had lost all respect for himself and would soil himself and walk about without cleaning himself. He was someone that everyone talked about, the laughing stock of the area.

Every week he would have another bruise on his face from being punched because of his behaviour. He was a nasty piece of work and very few if any will mourn his passing.

Yet he was someones son, maybe someones brother.

What brought him to live the way he lived?
What demons was he fighting that drove him to self destruct?


I dont know what we can do as christians to support others like him. If we can do one thing then lets pray for the individual that we may pass everyday. Maybe offer to buy them food, even if they tell us to beat it, lets keep offering.