Sundays are always my favorite day of the week. I'm always very excited on Saturday because I know in the morning I will be going to church, spending my afternoon with some friends, and maybe ending the night at a random church with a bunch of strangers. This Sunday was no different. I spent the morning in St. Cloud at my church then spent the afternoon meeting new people and little kiddos I will be babysitting soon. They are adorable and I am so excited! Then I decided to go to church by myself. I awkwardly sat alone between two groups of friends, empty chairs on both sides of me and a light right over my head beaming down on me. I was in a big room full of people and I felt like the only one there. Most people may have felt a little strange about it, but I kinda live for those awkward feelings. I feel like God made me to be the kind of person to embrace that about me and I am doing just that! After church I didn't feel like driving all the way home just to turn around and come back to get my mom on that side of town. So I looked all over for somewhere to park so I could read for an hour before picking up my mother from work. I stopped in at a book store and thought I would just read but everyplace I turned there was a homeless person hiding out reading books until closing time. Now I don't have a problem with homeless people I would happily sit around and read with them, I was mostly just sad for them because while I may not have had a place to read my book, I did have a bed to sleep in last night. I am blessed and I should never forget that!
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