Real Problems

Whenever I'm feeling particularly sorry for myself. Lonely, feeling isolated, blah blah blah, I drive myself to a local cafe in my town. It's cozy, its home-y, and the staff often makes me feel like family. So when I haven't had much interaction with people who know and/or love me, I drive to my happy place, my little cafe...

Yesterday morning on the drive, I was praying as I typically do in the car. And I began to do it. Feel sorry for myself. And I felt God nudge me to take my mind off of me and pray for those who wish they could be "burdened" with my "problems."

I began to pray for the Ill. For the depressed. For the mourning. For the unemployed. For international peace.

Then, I arrived to my "happy place." I was the only one there. The lady who always contributes to my happiness and takes my order, abruptly shared with me that she recently lost her mother and that she was facing possible eviction due to her mother's outstanding cremation expense. I could tell she was feeling desperate and felt the need to unload with me. A perfect stranger. She shared with me her Go Fund Me Page. And I shared my silent prayers with her.

The moment we take our minds off ourselves, we become available to see those hurting right in front of us. Please donate if you can, a little goes a long way.

https://www.gofundme.com/6wdf9-evicti...