You would have never guessed that she came from poverty.
And that she tasted the bitterness of homelessness.
She taught me many things that afternoon in Toah Nipi.
I got my blanket stolen right off me while sleeping at the shelter.
Sometimes they take your shoes, so you sleep with them on.
Oh, but that blanket. How I miss that soft blanket.
Of course you can offer your leftovers.
As long as you ask, I assure you 9 times out of 10 they'll take it.
Just make sure you ask.
Once we were all in line, baking in the heat, to get a spot at the shelter.
Across the street, a church was cooking hot dogs for us.
My mouth was watering and I wanted it so bad.
But I had to decide whether to give up my spot in line or wait it out.
I decided to wait so I could get a place to sleep that night.
Others couldn't resist and went for the hot dog.
But they didn't get no place to sleep for the night.
You see, I was mentally ill.
I was hearing voices in my head telling me crazy things.
I needed help. Some of these people are just like that.
They once had a normal life, but something went on inside that head.
But Jesus rescued me.
Oh yes, yes He did.
Thank you Nana.
For patiently answering all my questions.
Jesus is so alive in you, I keep thinking of you.
