When you think of Fall there are many different things that are unique. The color of the trees, the cool air, Halloween and of course the pumpkins. I remember as a child the things we would do as a family in the fall. We would often make trips to Uniontown, PA and cross over the Maryland border for a great and colorful fall ride. I remember those rides and the beauty of the leaves adorning the trees for the last time until spring. You haven't experienced fall until you have experienced one up North.
I remember going to Barnsville, OH to the pumpkin show and seeing the huge 500 pound pumpkins and wondering how they got so big. The October fest in cold October is one of great memory to me, the smells of the things cooking, the parade and the wonderful West Virgina fall scenery. I wish I could have all these times back and experience them again. Life is short but the memories are everlasting. Our life is full of things that make us remember the good times of life, and fall brings great memories of my loving family. How blessed I am. I don't know why God gave me such a great life, I don't deserve it. For some reason he gave it to me and to Him I am grateful!
As we drove through Little Rock Saturday, I saw homeless people and wondered why they live such a life. Seeing them pierced my heart, and made my soul cry to God about why this type of life was given to some and not to all. I read a book not long ago about grace and how we all live in His grace. But seeing people living in the streets makes me wonder about that statement. I believe many didn't choose to be homeless, but many have become homeless by choice. Many homeless are mentally incorrect, they have no other reason for being that way. Mental illness scares people and so help is not given and so the streets are where we throw them. I saw one guy who was so dirty and dingy and didn't look like he was in a right state of mind and he was walking somewhere with a sack of something in his hand. It may have been some type of alcoholic beverage or it might have been food. Who knows? All I know is that I said a silent prayer to God to not let this be, that help was on the way for him and others soon.
I wish I had Donald Trumps money then I could give some type of help to people like this, but I don't! We saw a man in North Little Rock sitting with a sign for help. I couldn't pass him up. He had no shoes and the sign read need work. As I rolled the window down he came over and I gave what little bit of cash I had and he didn't seem mentally all there. He was saying the ants were biting his feet, I think he was high or maybe he was mentally ill. I don't know, but I was happy I didn't pass him by. I'm not bragging but we can't pass up anybody in need anywhere. We have never seen an angel of God, but just maybe he was. You may argue that our God would not send an angel as someone high or mentally ill, but that our God is not about those who our dingy or dirty. I disagree! God is a God of compassion and will do whatever it takes to help us realize life is not about having the most things, but giving a lot of those things to those who don't.
Most of us have never given till it hurts, yes we can pass along some money and we think that is enough. But to really get down into the heart of those who are homeless and give our love to them is what he really wants. Give till you are out of breath and ability. I believe many have done this and have been given their crown in heaven. Many have compassions for other ways of helping the word of God spread and that is good, but for those who have a great desire for helping those in need are also doing the will of God. I wish I could give everything up and give my life to those who are poor and needy, but I have a family to raise also. I want God to lead me to where ever he needs me soon and that life will make sense some day.
I plan on starting work on a book at the first of the year and I will devote all of it to us and our ability to give up most of our desires and live for what God is calling us to do. I ask that you would pray for me on this endeavor and that maybe it will become my passion in life to write for God and tell people the truth of life. Thanks and God bless!
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