I Have Been Homeless

I was homeless on Dec 20 for the holidays, in the cold Midwest winter. Was sleep sleeping in the streets. I looked for shelters, and all were full, or they wouldn't take me in because I didn't have kids, until I found a shelter that were taking in all women for winter contingency, this was on Christmas eve. When I was going through the process of finding somewhere warm to sleep, I thought about the story of when Mary and Joseph were looking for shelter, and everywhere they went they were rejected. I went through allot of rejection, it made me break down and cry because the cold was unbearable, and it hurt me how people treated me. Like its nothing. These so called Christians had no heart to help me. Until I finally found a shelter to sleep in. It was far from my job, but the bus line was there, did what I had to do. I cried the first day I was there when I had my first meal there. I was so happy about eating because just yesterday I was wondering how will I make it. When she finished saying Grace, the tears came down. They even had a gathering for Christmas eve. Even though Christmas isn't really the exact day Jesus was born, it was very nice how much positive energy was there, and they celebrated the fact that Jesus was born, and not just celebrate the materialistic aspect like most people do. What I've noticed is that The homeless people had more love for Jesus despite being in such a tight situation. I prayed for them, and I prayed for my other half who unfortunately couldn't find a shelter for him. By the grace of God, he is still with me. We are now together in an apartment.we will never forget this experience. It only made us stronger, and definitely showed me how much people suck, and when they claim they like to help its all bull crap, but then there's that one small percentage of decent people who have helped me. Only a few can be named.