They crowd into the little church building.
Twenty men and women, all who have seen their younger days. Their faces etched with years of eking out a living and a life in a land where plenty is missing.
Their clothes somber in color. The men remove their hats and take their place on the left side of the church. The women cover their heads with scarves and take their place on the right.
Prayer service begins. Each take a turn in voicing their prayer. The phrase reverberates through the little room.
Thank you Jesus.
The world would think they lived in poverty. They know that they are wealthy beyond belief.
And I am humbled.
Father God give me discerning eyes and a thankful heart. Amen.
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