I just finished watching yesterday’s Oprah, and it was on tent cities around the country. Middle class Americans who have lost everything in these tough times. Families torn apart when the women and children are forced to go to shelters, and the men of the families have to find somewhere else to go. Many shelters only take women and children, I assume for safety reasons. Or tent cities where middle-aged adults refuse to tell their grown children about the situation they are in. Part out of shame, and part because they don’t want to burden them.
Again, it just brings life into perspective. My husband and I still have good jobs. Our home is safe, payments are made on time. Our lifestyle, though monitored more carefully now, has not had to change all that much. Hey, we are all pinching here and there. Going out less, having more potlucks instead of dinners out. Renting movies instead of going to see them. Working a little extra. But lets all take a moment to again be thankful that our bills are getting paid. That we have a roof over our heads, that our families aren’t forced into shelters, or tent cities. Be kind to the homeless, be gracious to those who have less than you. Hand over a dollar, or an apple, or a blanket. Be blessed, and bless others when you can.

