Phone rings as the day is ending and sun has been long set, a voice that sounds so ashamed on the other line. I am tired but my heart speeds up hearing the hopelessness . Every day it’s the same struggle for someone and everyday I answer for what reason I don’t know. I wanna believe it’s God working through me and if so that’s enough. Sometimes what is taken for granite is often dreamt of by others, remember as I need to do as well ONE LIFE and YOU ARE ENOUGH as you are.