What keeps me up at night is issues I never thought too much about before. I am from a small town, and the shock of the move to a big town in the south was heartbreaking. I love the advantages, but to look around and see so many people homeless on the streets got me thinking about what happens to them. From sleeping on the ground, begging at the corner for food money, carting around their only possessions, living in makeshift tents, to their final resting place. Will there be anyone there to mourn your loss or visit your final resting place, or will you end up just a brick or circle in the dirt. Here's a little story I have put together to remind us to be grateful for what we have and to show compassion to others. We are all just a job loss away. May your faith keep you well.