What do we really need?

So just about every day I walk past WalMart to catch a bus to go somewhere.  Every day I see the same girl with her 2 children standing in the middle of the street begging for money, food, anything.  The first day I saw probably about 5 people walk right past her not even acknowledging her existence.  This is such a common scene in Mexico.  A person sitting or standing on the side of the street living in complete and utter poverty; they are desperate; they have no hope.  And we just walk by them.  What is wrong with us?

How can I walk by someone who is obviously in need and not even think twice about the coffee that I am going to buy for $3 that could provide a meal for them?  I am truly disgusted with myself.  How can I call myself a follower of Christ if I simply ignore the family standing in the middle of the street?  How can I call myself a follower of Christ if I do not love this family?

About a week ago I walked along the middle of the street and said "hi, good afternoon" to the woman and she was shocked.  She smiled back.  Funny though, she didn't ask for anything.  She just smiled and was happy that somebody actually acknowledged that she existed as a real person.  So for the past week anytime I walk by I make the effort to walk by her and smile and say hi.  Every time I walk by, I always regret that I have forgotten to bring some food with me- a granola bar or something.

Today when I woke up, I was praying and just really seeking the Lord on what I am doing here in Guadalajara, what my purpose is.  And it hit me, no matter where I am at, no matter what my profession is, no matter what I am doing, I am here to love.  The first thing I thought about was this this girl and her children.  When I left the house this morning I remembered to grab some food to give to them.  I walked by and they weren't there.  I'm not gonna lie, I was really sad.  So I went about my day and when I was walking home from the bus stop I saw her.  I don't know why, but I got really excited and God filled me with so much joy.  I must have had a big goofy smile on my face haha.

After almost getting hit by at least 2 cars and 1 bus, I made it to the middle of the street.  I started talking with the little girl who is 6 years old.  I gave her some cookies and she immediately ripped open the bag with a big smile and started eating them.  The mother looked at me and smiled, but didn't say anything.  I went over to her and started talking to her too.  She was holding her son who just turned 2.  The mother is only 20 years old.

Twenty years old.

She is a year younger than me and she is living on the street with her 6 and 2 year old.

She has nothing.  Literally nothing.

God, it breaks my heart.  I'm actually crying right now as I think about it.  I'm sitting here typing on my computer.  I'm living in a really nice house with everything I could possibly want/need.  And yet I am not satisfied?  What is wrong with me?

If I really understood the gospel.  If I really understood who God is.  If I really understood my purpose here on earth, would I really be sitting here typing on a computer I don't need, in a chair I don't need, in a room I don't need, in a house I don't need?  What do I really need?

What do we really need in this life?

I can sing in church: "all I need is You, God", but do I really mean it?  Do I really believe it?  Does my life reflect that?  I know in my heart that I believe it.  All I need is Jesus.  I pray that my mind would get it.  I pray that every day I would be reminded of my complete dependence on Jesus.