Sleep A Night On The Floors I’ve Slept On Before You Can Judge Me by Allisha Jones

Today I inadvertently drove down a street I hadn’t been down since I was 17. When I saw the house, I pulled over, got out the car, leaned up against my door and stared at the structure still standing after all these years. Still vacant.. still holding the memories of nights I slept Inside and it was vacant then, just not boarded up… As I stood there, tears rolled down my face. Not because I was sad… BUT so THANKFUL and HUMBLY GRATEFUL that God had protected me throughout the many nights I had to call this vacant structure home. Walk a mile in my shoes… BETTER YET, sleep a night on the floors I’ve slept on… BEFORE u can judge me.

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