quilt over cold concrete. night after night that wears on a persons body. yet this woman's spirit was unbroken, and her faith a true testament of strength and of grace. it was this angel in the citys is how we care for those with the least. the passage that i will read speaks to the hope we must preserve, the needs we must meet, and the common humanity that we must always honor. a reading from the book of isaiah. is this the manner of fasting i would choose, a day to afflict one's self, to bow one's head like a reed and lie upon sack cloth and ashes? is this what you call a fast, a day acceptable to the lord? is this not rather the fast i choose, releasing those bound unjustly, untying the thongs of the oak, setting free the oppressed, breaking off every yoke. is it not sharing your bread with the hungry, bringing the afflicted and homeless into your house? clothing the naked when you see them, and not turning your back on your own flesh. then your light shall break forth like the dawn, and your wound shall be quickly healed. your vindication shall go before you and the glory of the lord shall be your rear guard. then you shall call and the lord will answer. you shall cry for hel