My Reminder

"Oh how blessed we are, to share in everything. Life before was cold, cold and empty. Everytime I see your face, I'm reminded of what it means to be alive."-The Beautiful Mistake

Typical college night. Hunger+friends+procrastination=Waffle House

Tonight we all got our reminder. As we were chatting it up with our waitress, Valerie, we started complaining. About Mercer, Mercer's crappy caf food, the ridiculous price we pay for it, etc. Valerie understood how situation and was madder than we were about it. As we pay and get ready to go, one of the guys starts talking with a homeless lady who was folding her clothes. He politely asked her name and what she said in return was Rose-Marie. Then she said something very strange. She told us that she wanted to give us God's phone number. Confused, we just asked what is was. Here's what she replied: "Jeremiah 33:3." She elaborated on it, and we soon left. Here's what Jeremiah 33:3 says:

"Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known."

How is it that we were the ones complaining about our $40,000 in tuition and here this lady, Rose-Marie, who's homeless, witnesses to us and tells US that God will never forsake us, when it would appear that she has every reason, like Job, to think that God has forsaken us. Why can't I, as blessed as I am, praise God everyday and thank him for his infinite wisdom and glory, when this woman who has NOTHING can to complete and total strangers. Why can't I be that thankful?