I began with not much, thought it a lot, and was grateful. I thanked God often. I thank God more often
as I get older, and am beginning to eat feeling like
I need to keep a weapon by me to guard my food as
a dog eats, and I know that is a sin. I appear extremely well fed. I do not go hungry, thank you Lord.
I am grateful for a roof over my head.
This , too, is something I have been appreciative e of
since leaving home at age 17, unmarried, a nuisance, feeling unwanted, extremely unloved, alone, with
very few friends at all,
and having difficulty finding a place to live. Reminded daily what they could do to me if they wished. Even
with that, I had it easier than a lot of people.
Having a warm, dry, safe place to live is something
people take for granted. Being loved and wanted
are bonuses, if you have that, in addition to the other
you are truly blessed. Secujrity, safety has always
been a great need, privacy.
I thank the Good Lord that my parents managed our meager income.. I did not like what we had always,
fortunately I did not care a lot about food, but we had three meals a day, every single day. I thank the good Lord my husband worked steadily, was able to. I also know people would work if they could , or could get a of job, and do anything they can..
I know I am very blessed in a world
where many many people consider themselves well
fed when they have one bowl of rice a day or less.
Many people sleep in the street, forced to beg,
and live in shacks worse than we can imagine, would be condemned for a dog house, while here people
build mausoleums for their animals.
I rented a couple of houses when I was married, which
embarrassed, even angered my husband, because I
or we, wanted to save money to buy or build a house. The rent was cheap We were trying to live within our means, which we tried to do when others were living on credit cards.. I was grateful for a roof over my head.
Status or appearances are important, but not the most important.
I, I, have always been very very grateful for my food, clothes, shelter, and any kindness, compassion.
I have tried to repay when I can. Color me
grateful. Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
A continuous attitude of gratefulness to the Lord from where all blessings flow is what He wants, not flowery or ostentatious showy praise. What we have comes
from the Lord.
"People" like to remind me daily I am at their mercy.
I could be in the street at their whim. . I am not married, and I am older. It was no different when
I was young. After my divorce, I was reminded daily I was at people's mercy, they could do with me what they wanted, at any time. They did.. It is no different here. I have been homeless, for real, I was abducted,and I was attacked. Denied work over and over when I had good job skills, and was dressed
appropriately. Washed my clothes daily
while I was homeless. No one took it seriously.
I had to take my jeans and underwear off once and throw them away , I was bleeding so much. I was offered a ride and was afraid I would ruin their carseat with the blood. lady offered to let me change in her home but I was afraid to. Once I fell while trying to
get my "bag" to where I could carry it, and as I was rolling down the side of the ditch I though what if I break my neck. People surely will talk and make fun of me.
Law enforcement did not take it seriously when
I was abducted and mauled, attacked.
I consulted twelve vile worthless attorneys before this and
came away with less than I ever had in my life and
reduced to whatever I was regarded as in the town I had lived and worked for years. complete indifference.
Dire and direr poverty. Completely and totally refused assistance, employment, anything at all. Complete abuse.
I had been in church all my life since age eight.
Taught Sunday School class, sang in choir, did volunteer work, etc., etc. Worked as a Caseworker and as a nurse. Not due to crime, alcohol or drug abuse, but due to divorce. Not one bit of help was forth coming from all that.
I found myself literally abandoned by society, a joke, nuisance, unwanted and unloved by anyone except my children who were doing all they could do to
survive. This was not just a week or so. I was in several states trying to get help. People are denying this. I was taken by homeless shelters and dumped on the highway like you cannot do a dog, time is up they said, forced to take rides from strangers. I had no income at all, no agency would help me at all. Food Stamps, some times was what I had. Sometimes one meal a day, sometimes two, sometimes none.I was attacked. Had sexual attentions forced on me. This IS A JOKE to people. I did not enjoy this. I had no food, no coat, no money. This was very frightening. I was grateful for EVERYTHING I HAD
before this, and doubly grateful thereafter.
God allowed this. I realized what a sodomite is.
Ezekiel 16: 49-50. My husband and I helped many people while we were
Life. The shelters , one and all, insulted me, and harassed and discriminated. Caused me deliberately to not get work. I have specific not negotiable Christian beliefs which are not compatible with many other religions. I do not condemn them, why do they me. I am sure, if enough pressure were exerted, I could be made to do most anything due to being weak and fearful, but It would not mean I had ceased to hold my personal beliefs.