As I work long hours the last two days in Chicago for work I feel so lonely for my family. Its funny how much we realize we love or miss our family when we are away from them. It makes me so thankful to have my husband and my children in my life. I am so grateful that I have been blessed with the bountiful ups and downs life can throw you when you have a family. Watching the homeless men and women set on the street begging for change in Chicago as I walk from meeting to meeting is like a reminder of my blessings. In a 24 hour period their was an older man setting outside of my hotel with paper taped to the bottom of his feet for shoes. He had so many sores on his feet. With so much evidence to the eye of how poor he is just is heartbreaking. Each time I walk by I feel I have to keep putting money in his hand. I stopped this afternoon and decided to talk to him. I wanted to ask him his name and say hello. And tell him I wanted to pray for him. As I started to talk to him he responded in words I couldn't understand. I was not sure if he would understand what I wanted to say so I just said I am going to pray for you. God loves you too. He just grunted a few more times and bowed his head and put his hands together as to pray. .
But what if he is an angel to remind me of my blessings and how to be thankful. It lead me to so many thoughts and gave me a heavy heart. As I was walking back to my hotel at the end of the day the doorman asked me if he was giving me trouble because he saw me talking to him earlier in the day. I said no and told him what had happened. He said "he is our security guard, we call him the "watchman". He never speaks but just watches it all.
So my heart ask everyone to pray for homeless today. And the "watchman" that he is living the way God is intending him to live"
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