I drove to the broken down, poverty overcome, unfortunate part of town.
Just to help at the little church basement.
When I got out of the car and saw the line, it made my heart drop.
All the families, adults, and children whose faces were filled with pain and misery worth a lifetime.
I thought to myself, "Why?"
"Why weren't they blessed with better lives, or homes?"
When I walk down the rundown basement stairs, they are only a few minutes away from serving the warm dinner and delicious desserts, and everyone seems to be rushing around.
It seemed like forever to wait for the homeless to be let inside and and eat, but once they did, it made my heart jump.
As soon as we started serving, we didn't stop.
And after a while of seeing all these people, I started …show more content…
All I could think was, "Why?"
They were all so kind and well mannered,., and they must've deserved much, much more in this life.
When we were done serving two hours worth of lines, we started to clean up.
While I folded up the chairs, I put my attention to the unknown stories of these people.
"Why did they lose their homes?"
"Why do I have this life, and they have the opposite?"
I could only think about all those times that I acted greedy and not grateful for anything I owned. I had never thought of how big of deal this is to other people, how much I never thought I had. What I owned would have meant the world to someone else.
Then I thought, "Why?"
"Why am I so lucky, what could I have done to deserve all this love and joy in my life?"
I took time to think and appreciate my life, because there are kids who are starving, who don't have homes or families.
There are kids who don't have anything, and are all alone in this world.
Why should I ever complain about my life when these people still exist
Just to help at the little church basement.
When I got out of the car and saw the line, it made my heart drop.
All the families, adults, and children whose faces were filled with pain and misery worth a lifetime.
I thought to myself, "Why?"
"Why weren't they blessed with better lives, or homes?"
When I walk down the rundown basement stairs, they are only a few minutes away from serving the warm dinner and delicious desserts, and everyone seems to be rushing around.
It seemed like forever to wait for the homeless to be let inside and and eat, but once they did, it made my heart jump.
As soon as we started serving, we didn't stop.
And after a while of seeing all these people, I started …show more content…
All I could think was, "Why?"
They were all so kind and well mannered,., and they must've deserved much, much more in this life.
When we were done serving two hours worth of lines, we started to clean up.
While I folded up the chairs, I put my attention to the unknown stories of these people.
"Why did they lose their homes?"
"Why do I have this life, and they have the opposite?"
I could only think about all those times that I acted greedy and not grateful for anything I owned. I had never thought of how big of deal this is to other people, how much I never thought I had. What I owned would have meant the world to someone else.
Then I thought, "Why?"
"Why am I so lucky, what could I have done to deserve all this love and joy in my life?"
I took time to think and appreciate my life, because there are kids who are starving, who don't have homes or families.
There are kids who don't have anything, and are all alone in this world.
Why should I ever complain about my life when these people still exist