then again, no.

there are times when i hate being poor. yesterday, after paying our bills, i told gelo we have very little for groceries and we have to buy the things we really needed for the next two weeks. i felt awful going to gaisano. kaso whilst we were walking, i saw a very old man weeding the walkway of sanitarium hospital and he is crippled, told gelo about it, he said, he might not be crippled. i told him i saw the crutches. and even if he weren't he is too old to do odd jobs for a living. then i recalled seeing a guy without a foot and on crutches walking on the side of a very dusty road on a terrible scorching day when we were on our way home from our weekend. none of which made me feel better about myself or the circumstances that i am in.

today before my shift started, i had the chance to open my devotional, then it dawned to me that whatever insignificant and incomprehensive things there may be, they are there to complete and serve His purpose. i still did not truly understand His answer and still do not feel relieved that what is around is poverty however, somehow it helped me get thru my workday.

anyway, i have a shitty shift.

but, God is still good. i think He's telling me to be okay with crap.

“You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure about you. We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us.” — Marianne Williamson

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