One at a Time: Reflections this Morning

Yesterday - A lost boy in a wilderness of a culture who saw his color and not his beauty:
Today - A Man - A Master Cosmotologist.

Yesterday - A baby sold from the mother's womb on the streets of New York.
Today - A Man - Published in Poppurri, A Literary Works, by Columbia Writers Alliance, and Employed as an Environmental Technician at a local College.

Yesterday - A baby boy, born to a precious mother of a house filled with joy.
Today - Only remembered as the drug addict playing games and who was killed,  shot in the back.

Yesterday - Born into a family of educators and military men. (the pressure was on)
Today - A Family Man - A Loving Father, Free, Teaching, and working everyday.

Yesterday - A big bouncing baby boy, Army; Marine Corp.  Nicest and funniest guy.
Today - Crack ate the heart away.  Gone to be with God.

Yesterday - Born to a crack mother. Bombed in Gulf War.
Today - Scizophrenic.  Unhappy.  The misery is everybody's fault except his own.

Yesterday - Tore Up
Today - Owns his business.  Invites me to church!

What will happen to tomorrows babies?

This disease has no class. Everybody needs to Pray.

Louisa A Dobbins