I lay down at night and thank God for the riches of a roof over my head, food to eat, and a loving family. So many people cannot say that. I have a heart for 'street people'. It really bothers me to see them pushing a grocery store buggy with everything they own in it, or to see one sleeping on a bench downtown. I always think that somewhere they have a mother or father or some family who is worried about them.
I have read articles about people who choose that life style, and I saw one on TV once. He was young, looked healthy and told the man interviewing him, that he wanted to know what it was like to wake up every morning and not know if he would eat that day. Now, for me, that is no life.
I need to be more thankful in the mornings, as I am at night, for all God has given and continues to give, to me each day.