Friday, July 31, 2009
It's been a while since I have written anything, but I just have not been in the mood, until today.
My mom and I were dropping my aunt off to meet a friend today, and it was in the bad part of town on 7th Ave. My mom and I volunteer at the rescue mission once a month serving food and it just so happens to be on the same road where we dropped off my aunt today. The traffic was kinda bad and we are a little unfamiliar with that road, so instead of going back the was we came I suggested we go down the side road that takes you to the mission and take a short cut, since that is the way we know.
I think we were meant to go that way, for what reason I still can not figure out, because when we turned down the road and were driving past the mission, we saw a tall man, dressed very nice, walking with a very young boy I guess about the age of 11 or 12 very, very over weight, and in very raggedy and dirty clothes with a back pack. I am guessing they were going to the mission, and I could also tell that they did not know each other very well. Just human assumption I guess. And ever since then, that young boy has been on my heart so very heavily, that I can not stop thinking about him, so heavily that it is making my heart hurt, and I don't know why. I have prayed all day about him, and every time I pray, it just gets worse. Was I meant to see that boy? I don't know why, because I may never see him again. Why is this so heavy on my heart? Is it a calling from God?
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