What comes to mind when you hear or read the words Social Justice? I suppose, like me, you conjure up visions of people in somewhat worn clothing, hand stretched out for food, while a guilt-ridden society wonders how could we have come to this? I remember a young mother standing at the end of a traffic island here in Oceanside, CA, holding a sign begging for help. I was able to do a quick U-turn, swung back to her and handed her a $20 bill. Was she really in need, or was it a scam? How could I know? Nevertheless I felt the burden of need. I think that's the way most of us in Canada and America think: "help is needed out there, I feel helpless to do anything about it, but surely we must do something!"
