You look like someones mom

Late winter 2015 in the middle of a sunny and cold Michigan March day, I was standing in line at McDonalds waiting for a latte. I struck up a conversation with a heavy set black man (probably close to my age) who was the only other person waiting. I don't even remember how this happened but somehow he starts talking about how hard it is for him to have a girlfriend...he's working SO hard trying to make a living and most the women he works with are lesbians..he says "I'm sorry I don't mean to offend you if you're one of those lesbians" I said "I'm not, and I'm married, but I hear you...it's a broken world and we're so far from God right now" he goes on about how he was homeless, he'd pulled himself out of that situation and was now working at a job and getting his life back together...and about his love for God who was his savior. He couldn't have found a better person to resonate with his story that day. I listened on and wanted to encourage him...by now I had my latte and he had his food and we sidelined by the exit door. I said " I've been there, It was a long time ago but I lived in a van for like a year selling nitrous oxide  and drugs all over the country. His expression of shock was great "what?!!....you...you look like someones mom!!", he shouts. I said "I am someones mom, God IS good, even to the broken and foolish like me, He restores us.....keep trusting Him".