Thanks for returning to my blog! It has been a bit neglected as I attended to the needs of our most recent Acts of Kindness Adventure! It was admittedly, way more ambitious than I had ever planned or anticipated one of these outings to be. The beauty of it, however, was that it was shared vision and anticipation, multiplied resources, and a divided work load. I was humbled and amazed and in awe before the Saturday ever arrived for our outing.
Honestly, I saw the very best of what “community” is. It is not just people from the same town, though we are. We are not people from a particular church. We aren’t all part of the same age group. We come from different backgrounds and have different levels of income. Some of us met for the first time at the park.
For this day, however, we gathered with much in common. We have all been given second chances. We have learned that we have ‘plenty.’ We want to share what we have been blessed with. We want to give of ourselves and our time. We want to cross the invisible lines that divide our community. We want to make a difference.
There were people who were unable to be there who donated clothes or money or covered us in prayer. There were two women who made 70 pinwheels for the children. There was a family who sliced and packaged 80 pounds of oranges and 20 pounds of carrots for us. There were people who were there, who were unable to give of resources, but were able to give of their time and their strength. They shared their smiles in person and opened their arms and hearts to welcome those who came. There were some who were able to give in every way. Together – and only together, were we able to be a presence in that park.
We ventured out with offerings of a free meal and free clothes, activities, toys and candy. We talked together, ate together and played together. The result? Needs were met and hearts were touched.
I look forward to sharing the stories and pictures with you in the coming days. For now, I will leave you with this. It always amazes me how things come full circle, how information gets back to us, long after we have shared an act of kindness. My daughter told me on Monday that one of the cooks that works at the restaurant where she works, lives in that “tucked away community” near the park that I have written about. They have a five month old baby girl. He told my daughter that they were able to get her clothes at the park on Saturday. She told him that she had been there! One more connection. One more name put to a face. When we see people face to face and understand the need, we do, indeed, become community.
Reaching Out Together With You,