Rush, Rush, Rush, has been my morning routine, That\’s how it\’s been for the past 3 years. Traveling my way from the Bronx, to downtown Manhattan Brooklyn Bridge in New york City. It has been rough, living in New york.

Living from paycheck to paycheck has become the norm in my life. My life in New York has grown to be a worrisome task. While walking towards the train station one morning I was having my pity party, worrying about what bills to pay first, and which were the ones that were going to be paid last. I rush for the #2 Train that was just entering the station, As the doors open, I rushed inside the train to catch a seat,and to my astonishment there was a homeless Woman, with no shoes, leg as swollen as elephant\’s legs and with body odor that stop me dead in my track. No wonder there were so many seat available, I took a seat, not far from her, But the smell was overwhelming, I got up and ran to the farthest seat down the row. Mind you I\’m a Christian Woman. Than I felt his conviction, a tiny whisper \”what are you doing\”? \”Why did you do that for\”? I heard the tiny whisper say. I suddenly felt a flood of tears welling up in my eyes, ashame of what I\’ve done, I started to pray for this woman, and asked the Lord for his forgiveness, At that very moment my financial worries seem like peanuts,nothing compares to the reality that I was seeing in front of me. The Holy spirit had convicted me. I acted not like the christian woman who God chose me to be, where was my compassion, where had I left the joys of the spirit, I did like everybody else, ran away from the situation and the smells of life.

I sat there weeping not caring if any body heard me, I sat there for a while and meditated, Giving Thanks to God for the things I did have, and remembering God\’s Words (Matt 25:45)\’And he will answer, \’I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me,(NLT). Ever since that day, The Holy spirit have given me a heart for the Homeless and Hungry. Have you had a similar Story, Where the voice of God has come through like a whisper, I have since put up a website to help me feed America\’s poor. I\’m still living from pay check to pay check. I Know God has a Plan for my life, He has called us to service the poor just as he did. Even if I have to live from pay check to pay check for the rest of my life, I know that my reward up in heaven will be greater. Amen

My name is Lucy Fuentes, I have Great Compassion For Americas poor. If the Holy Spirit has prompted you to do something for the hungry, Go to my website, where you can donate to http://feedamerica.org or simply purchase a book and we will donate. http://www.lordsent.net

My name is Lucy Fuentes, I have Great Compassion For Americas poor. If the Holy Spirit has prompted you to do something for the hungry, Go to my website, where you can donate to http://feedamerica.org or simply purchase a book and we will donate. http://www.lordsent.net

Author Bio: My name is Lucy Fuentes, I have Great Compassion For Americas poor. If the Holy Spirit has prompted you to do something for the hungry, Go to my website, where you can donate to http://feedamerica.org or simply purchase a book and we will donate. http://www.lordsent.net

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Keywords: society, homeless, love compassion,peace, god, holy ,spirit whispers, heart