Some time ago, I was walking down a trampled street of Detroit with another officer, and a homeless man approached us and asked, "Do you have any spare change?" As I reached in my pocket to see if I had some coins, I felt that my pockets were completely empty. I had no change to give him. All I had to offer this homeless man was a prayer from the pocket of my heart.
Hope for tomorrow begins today
Sunday, November 1, 2009 | 12:01 a.m. CDT
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