Our church here is partnering with an organization to shelter homeless families as they seek to transition out of homelessness. During the day the kids are at school, the parents/guardians are working or actively seeking employment, and we, as a congregation, take care of their needs from about 5:30 pm to 7am the next day.
I just volunteered to “coordinate meals.” What that looks like, I have no clue. But I know I can cook decently. I have a fairly good comprehension of what healthy looks like… and I’m aware of how to cook for special needs (whether it’s because of religion or allergies, which, when you think about it, should be treated similarly). Plus, I have a Costco card. Did i cut off more than I can chew? Who knows….
But I’m reminded that God uses the foolish to shame the wise. Why should I cook for people I’ll really only know for one week? Because I told God I’d say yes. This is my yes. For now.
Tomorrow is a new day with new yeses to be said. AMEN!