God put him there just so I could see that my reality is not, can not be defined by stuff. The trappings of success I had been dodging, sort of a visual reminder that I have all perhaps more than I need.
My momentary dive into my darkness was just that, an unnecessary stop on my journey.
Even this morning with my complaints of empty wishes, invisible gifts, disappeared.
Should I be ashamed that my misery should be alleviated by the physical vision of the plight of homelessness?
Yet blessings come in many forms and always at the right time.
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