Who will speak for these?

Today during my lunch I was walking down Market Street in Philly running errands. I try in general to avoid Market St. for many reasons; its crowded, people tend to hang out with no real place to go while crowding the sidewalk, and the traffic is heavy. Unfortunately, today's errands demanded a stroll down Market...and I came back to work pretty upset.

As a mother, and more importantly, as a human being, I was disgusted by the treatment of the little children by their care takers. It is so hot out and not one of them had a hat, there was a baby in hysterics (not a toddler throwing a temper tantrum) and the mother didnt give a damn about the kid only to yell at her to "shut up." Please, enlighten me how yelling at a 7 mo old is going to get her to be quiet. How about picking her up, trying to comfort her with soft words and a hug? I just dont understand.

I just dont understand how people can treat each other so terribly, how a mother can harm her child, how a family can abandon one of their own in need. It took all that I had not to walk up and just take that child home with me. I've always believed in God, sometimes with more faithfulness than others, but I can honestly say I've never prayed so much since I've become a mother. I pray for my own family, for my child, and all of God's children. I pray that I'll be able to make a difference, even if I'm not sure how to do that just yet. Maybe this is a start.