Knowing Where One Stands
I was wondering today what to post or whether I should. There are days, I guess that I let myself get so distracted with other things that I do not stop to seek words to post. This evening I wonder if those same distraction keep me seeing what I should be seeing.
This afternoon, on one of my many trips to the local super store, I had an interesting experience. It was in the middle of a busy day. We had spent the morning delivering a station wagon, van, and full size truck full of goods, that Simeon had been collecting over the past several weeks, to one of the many homeless shelters in the valley. We left, praying that those within, those whom would benefit from those goods, would be blessed in other ways as well.
Anyway, back to the super store. We had just finished our weekly shopping, loaded the van, and were buckling our seat belts when there came a knock upon the driver's side window. I lowered the window to find an elderly women. She explained that she was moving, with her grandchildren, and they had found themselves running out of gas down the road. She went on, telling us that she had left her change purse at her old house and was wondering if we might be able to spare a few dollars so she could get some gas. I explained that we did not have any cash on us and she moved on.
This evening, as I read chapter 4 of Mosiah, I wondered if we drove a way in the right frame of mind. Did we think she was scamming? Would we have given her cash if we had it? Should we have offered to drive her to the nearest gas station and purchased her some gas for her car? I don't know.
We talked about how there are many in the world today that really are needy. Is it by choice? Was it this woman's own doing that brought her to knock on our window? I don't know.
I do know that I need to spend some more time understanding it. How about you?
This afternoon, on one of my many trips to the local super store, I had an interesting experience. It was in the middle of a busy day. We had spent the morning delivering a station wagon, van, and full size truck full of goods, that Simeon had been collecting over the past several weeks, to one of the many homeless shelters in the valley. We left, praying that those within, those whom would benefit from those goods, would be blessed in other ways as well.
Anyway, back to the super store. We had just finished our weekly shopping, loaded the van, and were buckling our seat belts when there came a knock upon the driver's side window. I lowered the window to find an elderly women. She explained that she was moving, with her grandchildren, and they had found themselves running out of gas down the road. She went on, telling us that she had left her change purse at her old house and was wondering if we might be able to spare a few dollars so she could get some gas. I explained that we did not have any cash on us and she moved on.
This evening, as I read chapter 4 of Mosiah, I wondered if we drove a way in the right frame of mind. Did we think she was scamming? Would we have given her cash if we had it? Should we have offered to drive her to the nearest gas station and purchased her some gas for her car? I don't know.
We talked about how there are many in the world today that really are needy. Is it by choice? Was it this woman's own doing that brought her to knock on our window? I don't know.
I do know that I need to spend some more time understanding it. How about you?
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