The last blog was about homelessness. I had actually just started reading, at that time, a book titled, "Same Kind of Different as Me." I finished it this morning. It deeply changed me. Forever. Here is part of the reason why:
I was asking for the LORD to move. I just needed something, anything. That topic was put on my heart for some reason or another before the book even began to be read in my life. The irony was this: the last line in the book goes as follows-
"The truth about it is, whether we rich or poor or somethin in between, this earth ain't no final restin place. So in a way, we all is homeless-just workin' our way toward home.''
My eyes instantly filled with tears and I just looked up. Knowing He knew all along just how to speak to me if I would just be still and listen.
YOU MUST READ THIS BOOK. Go to Powells, Barnes and Noble, wherever, you must read it. It is a true story about a black slave (modern day times-think fifty years ago), him being homeless for 35 years, a millionaire art dealer, and the passionate heart of the art dealer's wife who felt one man (the one who looked furthest from it), could change the world.
Oh-it is a true story. I discovered I really only like to read non-fiction novels.
|Me at the park by our house. So pretty out today!|