Once as I was walking along the busy road there was a dustbin where people had just thrown their left overs after their lunch.I could see rice thrown not only in the dust bin but also on the road and then I noticed some street children two in number coming to the bin and eating the left overs which was smelling. Though my heart melted yet I did not do anything about it. I did not do anything to them because I was in reality not a christian in my ways and today as I recollect this incidence I feel dirty about my own life .I feel that I am an useless person who is born from Christ. Last month I saw people pouring oil at the mapuca church on the image of our lady which had no life. The oil that was wasted for number of days could have helped several poor homes to cook their food. But no we never bothered about these less unfortunate ones. We felt it prestigious to stand in front of dozen of people and pour oil on a stone statue.
