Yesterday on the way home from school I stopped by the grocery store. I bought a box of cereal, 2 yogurts, some cherry juice and a gatorade. It was the first time I'd seen gatorade at this store so I was quite excited. On my short walk home, a littel Roma boy, probably about 3 years old, spotted my grocery bag and grabbed at it, them muimble something and began to walk alongside me. The other people on the street were ignoring him. There were no Roma adults around. He had been dropped off by someone to beg for the day. They would pick him up sometime in the evening. What could I do? I reached inside the bag and handed him the gatorade. He happily put his little hand around it and looked at it for a minute. I'm sure he shared it with his older sister (maybe 6?) and baby brother I had seen further up the street. I felt completely useless to do any more than that. And that's what life is like sometimes. You're just useless. And that's when you realize you've always been useless. Only God can change things. Sometimes He uses us, and that's when we're lucky. ONly God could make use of a useless thing.