I can hear the rain tonight it’s half past midnight… I’m warm and comfortable. I am grateful 🙏🏽🤲🏾 there is a thought that creeps in my mind at this hour half past midnight… I should be asleep, how can I? I just know that someone this very moment, someone is sitting out there with their eyes shut, their backs leaning against a merciless cold wall, wet, hungry, and cold… Someone is asleep seated bare feet. Homeless

Someone is digging out the remains of their loved ones in a war they didn’t call on for… Ah, how many will be made refugees before their homes invite peace?

I am sorry that someone somewhere is suffering… I don’t pity them, I feel bad. Is this survivor’s guilt I’m feeling?

When you are grateful pray for those who are suffering…