DAILY INSPIRATION 12/4 - Drunk, Down, Upward

I could have cried. But instead I sat on the wooden pew humbled beyond measure as I watched the man weeping. Drunk. Down. Upward. Less than 20 minutes earlier, he had walked into the church along with the usual weekly assortment of homeless, low-income, struggling, hurting, broken, you name it, crowd of people hungry for a good hot meal, some fellowship, and a short program at the church's soup kitchen. But the man I watched weeping on his face on the floor so near where I sat hadn't gone int...