I remember the words ” paying forward”.
I was once and will always be so blessed with a helping hands from different faces.
In many unexpected circumstances in my life that I thought I was alone..that I thought God forsaken me..that I wished I had not waken up. Many times I call upon Him, surrendered everything to Him and trusted all my life to Him.
Until the following day, a helping hand comes along..in any form, in any way.
Now, somewhere along my journey, I met a devastated one.
No home food, no home to stay and a limited friends to call for help because of language barriers.
In a foreign land, a land that is known worldwide for its richness, its power.
Very few are given the eyes to see that there are inhabitants going around hungry and homeless.
Regardless of nationality, religions, beliefs and principles I think extending one’s arm now plays a vital role.
God is good.
He never sleeps.