Thankful List & Quick Update.

-Homan community
-Anna Castaneda
-Summer nights dancing at Grant Park with beautiful friends

I was in the Loop, at a Whole Foods and as I made my way through the rows of bougie cheeses and past the olive cart, I realized I wanted to get out of that store. Why is it that the people who shop at Whole Foods carry themselves differently? There is an air of entitlement that I find disconcerting. Perhaps it is because I myself have also have been born into privilege and can even walk into a store like Whole Foods and grab whatever I want.As I rode my bike back home, my heart grew more and more heavy - it's hard to wrap my mind around the different lives people live and the stark contrast between the residents of Chicago. Earlier that day, I was meeting with a patient trying to look up different substance abuse treatment centers in the city and with another patient who was 18 years old and had nowhere to sleep for the night. And then, that same evening I was walking through Whole Foods feeling slightly uncomfortable and out of place. And yet, I cannot shake the thought that my patients and the customers at Whole Foods are not all that different - everyone is in need of something that cuts through to the heart of things. Everyone is in need of divine love; indeed, that Love is not interchangeable. My heart hurts for my patients and for the Whole Foods customers who have found comfort in anything less than God's love.