Angels in wrecked Reeboks!

I am reading this book for my Sociology called Wilding in America, and although I have only read several pages I am already so angry and frustrated! The book talks about people's prejudices, perceptions when it comes to other people. I would think that at some point in our culture that prejudice of any kind would finally be out of style. However, that's the beauty of bigotry, it runs rampant no matter your ethnicity, financial status or neighborhood! Much to my discomfort I must admit that I have my own stereotypes as well.
Of all the people that I have met in my life, the people who have reached out a helping hand to me in my time of need, have been people who they themselves have little or nothing. People that other people might give a wide berth as they pass by them with their nose in the air.
This is something that I have learned. Angels do not just pass their time flying randomly in the air flitting from troubled soul to troubled soul. Often times they walk here among us wearing shoes that we ourselves would deem to dirty or tight to wear. This makes me think of a song I used to hear when I was growing up, the only part I remember is this part, " What kind of church would my church be if every Christian were just like me" I know if they were like me we'd be in big trouble because I fall short on an hourly basis! According to God he made MAN in His image not just SOME man. This is something I will try to remember the next time I am to busy or think I look to good to spend some time chatting with a random stranger on the corner.