I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet. -

Anonymous

This week I found myself feeling a little sorry for myself.  Why?  We are in the midst of one of the most severe winters that our family has experienced in several years.  I have found myself with a severe case of cabin fever.  I know Pam has felt this way as well.  My attitude had seriously gone downhill until this morning.

I remember going to Washington, DC, many years ago and seeing the homeless on the street.  As my thoughts went to those who are in Washington right now and homeless, I remembered that I have it very well.  This Saturday our teens will be going to serve brunch at the Valley Mission in Staunton.  The first time we went there it was the youth leadership’s idea.  This time it was the youth’s idea.  I am so excited to take them and serve with them.  Several weeks ago, I was checking out the conditions of our park in the city to see if I could go running.  While we were passing by, I noticed a man who could have been homeless.  Quite possibly we may end up serving this man on Saturday.  I don’t often think about the homeless, but this morning, God brought them to my attention to remind me of the blessings that he has given me.  He is worthy to be praised — in the good times and in the times that don’t seem so good.  Have a blessed day!