I woke this morning with a strong awareness of my own place in this world.
I woke from a deep sleep with a desire to pray for the homeless.
Like many Americans facing tough economic times, my family is looking at the real possibility of foreclosure on our home.
And while the lack of money to pay the mortgage is a heavy burden
That is not the kind of homelessness that woke me from my sleep.
There are people living in the streets with nothing but the clothes on their back to shelter them from the cold,
And while their plight should be met with compassion,
That is not the kind of homelessness that woke me from my sleep.
There are 2.5 Billion Christians worldwide.
The Scripture says that every one of them is homeless.
We are strangers among the nations.
We are aliens in the land.
We are hobos until our King returns.
I woke this morning with a desire to live my life like the homeless vagabond I am called to be.
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wow…perspective of the homeless is deep…..
I didn’t know the depth of your own situation. Our prayers are with you guys…will you stay in Orting? Can we do anything? (besides win the Lottery lol)
Beautiful…that prods me to think about living up to my calling. After reading the comment above, I said a prayer for you and your family.