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When Helping Makes Me Sad

Cin likes to help people, as do I; so upon leaving the grocery store,we saw a man struggling with bags of groceries. Cin drove over and asked him if he needed a ride, for which he was grateful. While going to his place, we got to talking about how he is a Christian and helps his neighbors, so I donated my current Homeless Bag to him to help. I offered to help carry his bags to his apartment, which was really close to the car… Here’s where the sad part comes in. … We put the bags in the doorway of an empty, apartment living room full of trash and 2-3 little children sitting in it. It wasn’t trash like animal waste and the children were clothed..but… I feel so sad. Seriously, there was NO furniture! I just wanted to hug them or take them out of there for a while. God knows what the bedroom/s look like. I wonder if they have beds or blankets..or believe or count on Santa Clause at Christmas! On the other hand, I believe they are fed.. what with all the food he got, and their clothes were decent and they have a roof over their heads.

I don’t know the situation but will be adding those, beautiful children onto my prayer list.