Over the weekend, I was blessed to travel with an amazing group of people to my home away from home, Cleveland Texas. It is there supplies were brought and large cooking pots were fired up to cook and serve the community members after hurricane Harvey marked this town with his damaging winds and flooding rain. Serving and caring for those who have suffered a great loss tends to pull on the strings of my heart, however this precious lady not only pulled on my heart strings, her meek and humbleness has lodged a place in the depth of my soul. I had watched her walk through the church parking lot, shoulders slumped, her foot steps appearing to be in slow motion with her eyes scanning for someone to talk to. There was softness about her; a presence of need. She asked if she had to register to gather the supplies she needed. After explaining to her she did not need to register and was welcome to take anything she needed...