To be fair looking towards the sky could mean any god or even just a strong believer in karma. This doesn't seem nearly as annoying as if she's mentioned a god directly. On the other hand, any human that offers nothing but a good thought when someone tells them that they are hungry is a pretty worthless person so I'm sure your better off without her.

I would have offered some food as well, but some people would see that as unwanted pity. But then I am the type of person who wants to fix something rather than offer a platitude.

Bummer. well, maybe she is still worth talking too. You said you enjoyed her company. I still have some friends who are believers. they just don't talk about it much, kinda like drug store believers.

I thought you were going to say she offered to buy you lunch, which is what I would have done. She offered you what she could, even though it wasn't what you wanted or needed, it wasn't unkind.

Just wow at your co worker. Seriously. Unless I was beyond flat broke myself would have brought you something to eat. WTF is wrong with ppl.

I still "Look up" and say (in my head) "Why Universe why?". Like I'm going to get an answer.

Perhaps it was an old reflex.

Also how about going to a Food bank? It must be exhausting to work without fuel. If in the US call 211 or go to 211.org.

We are more alike than we are different. It's OK. She didn't wrestle you to the ground and start reading passages to you. Accept her for the caring person she clearly is.

Maybe god sent her to you to help you see the light. Bwahaha!!!!!!!

"Keep looking up"

She was sending you wishes for getting what you need, by indicating that"God" would provide. It's still positive thoughts, so I'd have just thanked her.

When I read this I thought the story was going to be that she offered you some lunch lol

Sorry to hear you had to have an empty stomach AND be relegated to that nonsense.

I was maybe 10 walking with a kid in the neighborhood;shafts of light were coming down between clouds. I said something about it and he said it looked like the hands of God coming from heaven, or something. At the time though, I was still attending Catholic Mass intermittently at least. It was more a cultural thing about discussing God so openly that made me realize I wasn't going to relate well to him either. We'd moved to Lynchburg, VA from Madison, WI and we talked funnily. The Southern Evangelical forwardness was new to me.