You were the lady standing behind your family business, laughing as your co-workers pillaged, threw away and destroyed the personal items of a pair of unfortunate homeless people. All they had in their lives was neatly stored in two backpacks that they had left neatly propped against the side of the dumpster behind your business. If you go to church, you had better pray for forgiveness because God sees everything you do. When tragedy comes to you—and it surely will—you will see that what goes around comes around.
