These are hard times, but when you live in a county that is poor to begin with, the hard times hit even harder. I could not stop thinking about the holidays coming.
Being poor is humiliating. I have been poor. There was always someone trying to assure you that it was all your own fault that you were poor. Everyone felt qualified to opine on why you were struggling. I had three children. I wanted the best for them. But I felt like the biggest failure ever.
And I just had this idea rolling around in my head. I threw it out into the community, expecting to be ridiculed.
But I wasn't. People seized on it. Offers of donations, volunteers. Venue suggestions. I have a call into a church right now, but have not heard back. People want to involve their kids even.
And it is a beautiful, beautiful reminder that for all the ugliness in the world, there is still goodness. There are scores of people ready to jump up and try to make a miracle, just waiting for their chance to be a part of something positive.
I am afraid to jinx it, so I am keeping my tiny little flame close for right now, but oh if only it can happen!
I am so excited to hear about this when you are able to share! I will keep my fingers crossed and send some prayers your way. I don't know what you think, but I know in my community the shutdown has really brought people together. Lots of donations of food to blessing boxes, a huge frozen turkey collection for the food bank, coat drives and even people preparing an extra casserole and offering it up to families on Facebook.
ReplyDeleteI have good feelings about whatever you are organizing!
If anyone can keep that tiny flame of hope alight, it's you. I also know that you'll light others with it as well.
ReplyDeleteBeing willing to help is a fabulous place to begin. Good for you.
ReplyDeleteWhatever your idea is I hope it bursts out in joy and help!
ReplyDeleteAtta girl, Debby. You have a good soul and practical hands.
ReplyDeleteBonnie in Minneapolis