I work along side people that are homeless on a regular basis and still I tend to forget sometimes the challenges that a person without a home deals with. I don’t think I’m calloused, I just don’t pay enough attention. I come and go, they come and go, and so our days fade away.
So last night my wife and I came home to find that our air conditioner had stopped working. It was still about 90 degrees in the evening so I had a little bit, ok a lot, of poor me. “I hope I can sleep, I hope it doesn’t get too hot, and so on.” I tried to keep bringing myself back to the fact that so many have much more dire problems to deal with, but I’m ashamed to admit that I was having a hard time not keeping the attention on myself.
We called and our air conditioner was fixed this morning. But, those living without, some on the streets, and some close to it, may not have had a “fix” to their situation this morning. In fact, a few of those people may not have even had any hope that such a thing was possible.
All children of God are called to be the hands and feet of Christ. I hope that the next time I do a better job of that.