I did a little thing Sunday

I got up at 6:30 am and if you know me, that is unheard of on the weekend. But I got up and went down to the First Presbyterian Church, met my daughter so we could help serve breakfast. I poured milk and juice into cups and lined them up on the serving line so the guests could pick one up as they went by. Besides hot food, cereal and an assortment of baked goods were also served. So when the guests arrived and passed through the line sometimes I would help them carry their breakfast to their table.

I don't know what I expected as far as who would be there. I met obvious street people, those who have been homeless for an extended period of time. And I met the poor, people that had a place to stay some nicer clothes that maybe just needed a little help with their groceries. I met a group of what were obviously construction workers. They still wore parts of their work clothes, out of work and few prospects. And I met the lonely. Once the guests had gone through the line, the workers were invited to get something to eat. My daughter and I got some food and set down by this little old lady. She was pretty much finished and was just sipping her coffee. I asked if we could join her and she smiled and invited us to sit. She told me how her three sons had died this year through a series of tragic misfortune. And we talked about the food. And finally she finished her coffee and left. I don't think she was there just to get food, I think she was lonely too. So for a little while we were fiends having breakfast together. After I returned home and thought about that old lady I knew I had to do it again, although I think I am going to try another place, as there were a lot of volunteers at First Presbyterian. I have heard of a place that may need more help, we'll see. But I will have a meal with the lonely again. It may have been a little thing but it made her smile.

God Bless you and yours