I cried out to God this morning. Asking for help. Telling Him I needed Him. That I didn't think I was going to make it with the groceries. Help me Lord.
An older gentleman watched me pack my cart at Aldi today. He stated that all that food might last until Friday. I told him I had 4 children, 3 were boys. The food should hold them until tomorrow. Maybe. I told him they always say "Mom, there's never any food in this house!"
"You are going to make it.You are going to do alright. Have a good day, honey."
I told him to have a good day too and then cried in my van.