This coming Sunday's text has reminded me again of the astonishing fact that very little has changed in two thousand years. We can still see Lazarus at the gate, only now he's the homeless guy (or woman) with the cardbaord sign at the freeway exit.
I'm fascinated by this Boston project started by some art students to spruce up those cardboard signs. The first step in solving homelessness, they argue, is recognizing the humanity of those who use signs to get our attention, and nothing humanizes better than art (and, I would argue, the stories they tell on this website).