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	<title>Comments on: Why do we not weep?</title>
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		<title>By: Brian Hamilton</title>
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		<dc:creator>Brian Hamilton</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2004 07:44:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Indeed, quite a few churches are opening their doors to the homeless--I saw many immediately after I wrote this, while spending a weekend in Philadeplhia.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>By: Gene Chase</title>
		<link>http://www.bdhamilton.com/articles/why-do-we-not-weep/comment-page-1#comment-13</link>
		<dc:creator>Gene Chase</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2004 17:16:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I met a homeless woman on October 3.  She was not middle aged despite her appearance.  It was the hardness of life which had hardened her face.  But the church where I worshiped was not closed to her that day or any day.  She slept there and ate there.  When I met her, after we had taken communion together, her first words were, &quot;The grass around [the statue of] St. Francis needs to be trimmed.  I&#039;ll be back this afternoon to make the garden look nice.&quot;  In her face I saw the love of Christ.  The Episcopal Christ Church Cathedral in Springfield, Massachusetts, is doing something for the homeless.  More churches should.&lt;/p&gt;
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