So, I finally did it. I volunteered to help serve meals to the homeless. I say finally, because I have wanted to do something like this for a long time, but never really had someone to do it with, not that that matters, because I am at the point in my life where I could just pick up and do things like this on my own. When my friend Kim emailed me and asked if I would like to help out, I quickly said yes. Then, the day came and I almost cancelled, feeling overwhelmed with things to do. I knew if I cancelled I would feel horrible, so I went, and I am so glad I did. The picture above is the tower at the church I worked at last Sunday.
Apparently last Sunday's turnout was not that large, but it certainly kept us moving almost the whole two hours we served lunch, and every seat seemed taken at one point of another. My heart sort of fell a few times when I saw people I had crossed paths with at one time or another. I live in a somewhat rural area, it is impossible to go to the grocery store and not see someone you went to school with! There were people there that I had never seen though. I overheard a few guys talking. They were chatting about a new trailer one had gotten. I thought they meant a trailer you lived in..like a house trailer. But, no, this man had found some storage trailer to sleep in and he was saying how much nicer it was than his last one. Yes, sad, and yes, I thought, how ignorant am I.
I was asked if I would come back and help again, I said yes. It is only once every couple of months, I sort was hoping it was more often. The local churches take turns each Sunday, they all go to the same rectory for the meal though. The project is called the "Noah" project and is funded through a grant and donations.
