When I was homeless 5 weeks ago (yes, I was briefly homeless) you know who put the MOST bread in my pocket to keep me afloat?
My Muslim friend.
He never made me feel like I was a burden or a leech. Anytime I asked for something—no matter how small or large he sent with the QUICKNESS. And each time he reminded me that it was an honor to be in a position to help.
To this day I strive to have a heart as loving, as compassionate, and as true as his.
The mosque’s phone call was so heart warming. 🥹 The brother only asked two questions; where is your location and what kind of formula do you need.