My morning was a typical one for me. Dragging myself out of bed, getting a cup of coffee, getting ready for work, rush, rush, rush.
And, typically, I hopped in my car and headed to work. As I was sitting at a red light, I noticed a woman hauling a couple of large containers of dirty laundry to the nearby laundry mat. She actually walked right in front of me.
The whole time I'm remembering how I had to do that. (Once, I actually hauled my dirty laundry to my parent's house on foot...almost a mile.)
I felt bad for her.
As soon as the light turned green I went through.
Then, within seconds I felt bad about not helping her. Geez, I could have offered her a ride. It wouldn't have made me late and she probably would have been grateful...at least for the offer.
God gave me an opportunity to serve someone else and in my rush I completely missed it.
::sigh::
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