So I wanted to write about something that has been on my mind the past few days. About how we take some of the things we have for granted. Such as Ipod’s, computers, music even something as small as the shoes on our feet. If this sounds judgemental I don’t mean it to be. I take stuff for granted all the time. But what made me reflect on this was an event that came right out of the blue.
It was an average Tuesday. You know get up, go to school/job, come home do whatever til dinner then watch tv or fall asleep. Well this Tuesday wasn’t like that. I was a humane society where i volunteer and i was waiting for my mom to come pick me up and as i was about to go check if she was there (she had to get a blood pressure check) but instead of her picking me up it was my older sister. And when I got in she told me that mom had picked up some hitchhikers. Now my mom never picks up hitchhikers unless God tells her too. Well he told her and when I got home besides my mom there were three people there two guys and a girl really a married couple and their friend all in I think their early to mid 20′s. But what got me was that they had camping gear and they had been hitchhiking since a state in the far west. Now don’t get me wrong I was a little apprehensive but then I got to thinking ‘If God told her to pick them up then they have to be okay.’ And Im glad she listened to God. Another awesome thing was the girl had just been saved the Sunday before. And when I saw them and hung out with them a bit, compassion for them hit me like a wave. I felt compassion when my sister first told me but meeting them blew my mind wide open.
I won’t say too much due to privacy but I was touched when I heard some of their story. They didn’t say much but what I heard got to me and I kept thinking about how much I have and how I take it all for granted sometimes. And I was near tears as my dad took me and a friend who was staying that week to Walmart and got some stuff there but the whole time I couldn’t stop thinking about them and it humbled me big time. They are awesome people and Im honored to have met them because it showed me how much I have and how I don’t really care sometimes. Im not saying to throw away your computers books or anything you love and Im not trying to make anyone feel guilty but what Im trying to say is don’t let possessions get in the way of God and real life. I struggle too. I have a lot more compassion now than ever. And I still feel bad that they are struggling but an upside was they were hitchhiking toward a job so they had a set destination. And I felt so relieved when I heard that. I mean I worried about these people like they were my family. I still do and Im praying for them.
I hope this story touches you the way it touched me. Also the bit about the tacos, earlier this evening my parents went to get tacos for dinner since we were worn out. My mom because she drove to Memphis and back, my dad because he worked all day and me and my sister’s just because we are. And they (our parents) told us when they got home that God literally took care of dinner for us and when we asked how they said that after they had ordered they were going to pay and since they don’t carry cash on them they were using a credit card and the machine wasn’t working and after a bit they were about to drive off to get food somewhere else, then the cashier told them that the order was done and of they left then they would need to throw it all out. So we got two dozen tacos and cinnamon twists for free. Now if thats not God then I don’t know what is. So there is my blog post and I hope you enjoy it. Til next time
Michaela