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	<title>Comments on: Do you see poverty where you live?</title>
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		<title>By: Renee Walbert</title>
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		<dc:creator>Renee Walbert</dc:creator>
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		<description>I live by City Park in Denver, in greater Cap Hill, near downtown. I see incredible wealth on my street. I also see quiet poverty--subsidized housing sure, but also people struggling with 2,3 even 4 jobs just to rent a tiny basement studio. Businessmen and women in beemers, and homeless folks standing on the corner panhandling.  The weird thing for me, is I don&#039;t know if they see each other. I stand on the outside, observing both worlds and it&#039;s as if they defy physics. They both occupy the same space totally unaware of each other. But I see them both. I live in both worlds. It is hard to help here. It was easier in India, like for you in Africa, I knew a few cents could make a big difference. Here, not so much. So we serve on a mentor team through Denver Rescue to work with people moving from homeless to stability. And other small little bits here and there. I&#039;m humbled though, because as I try to make a difference, I&#039;m always reminded that I&#039;m just as vulnerable as each of them. I&#039;m no better, I don&#039;t pray harder, I&#039;m not smarter, I haven&#039;t always made better choices. We are all just holding on to God&#039;s grace</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I live by City Park in Denver, in greater Cap Hill, near downtown. I see incredible wealth on my street. I also see quiet poverty&#8211;subsidized housing sure, but also people struggling with 2,3 even 4 jobs just to rent a tiny basement studio. Businessmen and women in beemers, and homeless folks standing on the corner panhandling.  The weird thing for me, is I don&#8217;t know if they see each other. I stand on the outside, observing both worlds and it&#8217;s as if they defy physics. They both occupy the same space totally unaware of each other. But I see them both. I live in both worlds. It is hard to help here. It was easier in India, like for you in Africa, I knew a few cents could make a big difference. Here, not so much. So we serve on a mentor team through Denver Rescue to work with people moving from homeless to stability. And other small little bits here and there. I&#8217;m humbled though, because as I try to make a difference, I&#8217;m always reminded that I&#8217;m just as vulnerable as each of them. I&#8217;m no better, I don&#8217;t pray harder, I&#8217;m not smarter, I haven&#8217;t always made better choices. We are all just holding on to God&#8217;s grace</p>
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