
L.A. for all it's glitz, glamor and bright lights...can be a lonely place when you don't have a roof...don't have a bed to sleep in...are hungry and don't have food to eat.
I got a call today...from a friend. My friend had no where to stay. She was hungry. She had no money...she had nothing to eat. And with all that I'm going through myself the first thing I thought of was something my Mother told me as a child,
"Seek to understand son...don't always seek to be understood."
She told me this because I was complaining.
She told me I was ungrateful.
When you think that life has given you all that you can take. In most instances it has not.
When you think that God has forgotten you...he has not.
When you think your situation is hopeless...I guarantee you...somebody somewhere would die...
just to be in your shoes.
I told my friend..."don't worry...I'll come and get you...I'll put you up and we'll figure out a way to get you the help you need...come hell or high water...you mean something to me...after all you...are my friend."
My heart couldn't let my friend sleep outside tonight. No. Not tonight.
So I took her in and offered her shelter...and I made her food. She was welcome.
And I looked at the heavens...and I thought about the day my mother told me...
"Seek to understand son...don't always seek to be understood."
I was listening Mom. I heard you.
Thanks Mom...Today...I understood.
daMonstahSpeaks
