Are you like me? Do you ever forget just how good you have it? I do sometimes. I tend to get swept away in my own thoughts, with my own problems, with my own life. It is like a giant vacuum for me. My brain gets so stuck on all the issues that I am dealing with in my own life, I forget about other people’s lives.
I see people every day and I don’t stop to think, what is your story? What is going on in your life that is making you appear tired and frazzled? What was it that caused you to lose your temper just now? Is there anything I can do to help, even if it is to smile?
Sometimes, I think the good Lord wants to pop the giant bubble of “ME ME ME” that I have been residing in to wake me up to the issues going on in the people’s lives around me. The other night, I went to a Pink Zebra Party. I am not going to lie, it is my business, I was hoping for orders. It ended up that only one person came. This lady came not to buy Sprinkles (although she loves them). She came because she was tired and stressed. She needed a break! She has four children. I knew she needed a break. I thought that she needed it simply because she has four children and every mom needs a rest once in a while.
As we spent the evening chatting, she started to open up as to why she was so tired. The evening was May 2. Her rent was due May 1. She did not have the money to pay the rent. She and her family have been having substantial financial struggles for a long time. The family has been subsiding on pasta and potatoes for months, because it is all they can afford. She is worried about how her children are going to eat in the summer, since right now they eat at school for two meals a day. In their school district, you can get free meals in the summer only if you are more than 250% below the poverty line. She has substantial physical issues as well, making her too weak to cook or to clean. Her husband has had to do all of that stuff for years.
My friend that hosted the party and I prayed for her, loved on her, packed up as many groceries as we could and did our best to help her in some small way. I took her home and helped her bring the bags of groceries into her home. It made me tear up as the children met us at the door and excitedly said, “Yay we get to eat this week.” My heart sunk. The idea that these kids did not actually know if they would get to eat! I realize hunger is very real in the world, but this was a stark reminder of how blessed I really am.
If you want to help people in this situation and help insure they get to eat, bring some food to your local food bank. Donations are usually higher over the holidays, but people need to eat year around.
Tonight, I am going to hug and kiss my husband and kids. Then I will Thank God for blessing my family. I will also go donate some food. May you all be blessed.