The poor man Lazarus sat outside the gate of the rich man who, with all his wealth,  neglected to help him: not even to give him the crumbs from his lavish table. I don't know how he justified that in his own mind but I think he may have said, what I often hear about the homeless at our gate, "He chose that life style." The poor, homeless, and addicted are Lazarus at our gate, what will we do?