So this morning I'm at home. I should be at class with everyone else. Jamie Zumwalt is teaching about how to learn a new language. I should be there....but I'm not. Annie is sick. Not really bad sick...fever and not feeling good....but sick enough to stay home.
As my family left this morning I was thinking, "I'm stuck at this apartment all day. I have no car....I'm just here." You hear that "poor me" sprinkled in there?
Then I started thinking about the refugees we work with. Those mamas are home all day, every day. They have no car. There's not good public transportation in OKC. If they are going anywhere they walk.
All of a sudden I stopped feeling sorry for myself and began praying for others.
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