I met Barry today, a homeless guy with a bad case of turret's. He was looking for a place to stay for the night, he asked if we could pay for a hotel. Instead of praying a pray for him and sending him on our way, since it is not procedure to give out money without attending a service, we offered a place for him to stay. After spending about an hour with him, listening, encouraging and cracking his back, I felt the Holy Spirit making a change in me. Jesus said that we will always have the poor, and many times through out scripture tells us to care for them, give to them, invite them into your home and share meals.
I guess, what I am getting at, is that an amazing thing happens inside or our hearts when we don't just read this stuff, but we take it seriously. I want to do this more often!