My Thanksgiving day was wonderful. I've been sharing my gratitude list with you for a couple of weeks now. If you're just here for the first time, I've been writing down 5 things a day that I am grateful for. I continued it up to Thanksgiving and I'm still doing it now, almost a week afterward, because it is such a great exercise in raising my consciousness about all that I have. By the time Thanksgiving day rolled around on Thursday, I was so emotional about all that I had been blessed with. I heart felt so "open" and I just had the best day. Throughout the day I was reminded of these blessings and it just added to my wonderful day. Now that Thanksgiving has come and gone, I am still in tune to the blessings. I'm still doing my five a day! So what are today's five?
Today, I am grateful for...
- The great podcasts that are out there that make my morning commute so interesting
- My kiln that allows me to work in metal clay
- The rain because we really need it here in southern CA
- New tights to keep my legs warm (okay, not everything has to be heavy duty...I happen like new tights!)
- And all of you for checking in every week
|Just a few of the many pews of food we had collected|
Along with giving you a glimpse at these three families, I also wanted to discuss the importance of involving our children (nieces, nephews, grandchildren) in Christian outreach. My sister was busy with my older niece that evening, so I asked if Nicole would like to come with me. At 11 years old, Nicole is really a good worker, and when I told her we'd be sorting and boxing food for needy families, she was happy to come. It's important for kids to feel a part of something greater than instagram, facebook, texts and selfies, right? And given that this was all happening at our church, my she was very comfortable with just jumping in and helping because she was with her extended church family.
|Here's Nicole in full swing, sorting through|
the cans with Sossie and Yn Susan
After a very beautiful and meaningful service of Thanksgiving, the food was blessed and some of us had deliveries to make. I had received the names of three families in transitional housing from their caseworker at the shelter. We had the routes mapped out and finally found the first aparment where we met Gary. Gary was a single father with a 9 year old and an 8 month baby. I had called the three families earlier in the day to let them know we'd be coming over at night after church, so he was expecting us. The door was open. He invited us in . The apartment was like one large room. Very little furniture, and unpacked boxes. His eyes were filled with emotion as he thanked us and told us how this blessing had come at the perfect time. I asked if he knew how to cook a turkey telling him to make sure that refrigerate it overnight. He said he would ask one of the others in the building to help. Coincidentally, my boss had given me a bag of baby food just the other day hoping I might find a family that could use it. And seeing that Gary had an 8 month old, his little baby was the recipient. I'm always amazed at how God puts right where we are needed most. Receiving the food, he was just so happy, and a look of relief came over his face. We hugged, he blessed us, and when we left, he was smiling.
Our second delivery was to a small apartment a few miles away. Maria opened the door and invited us in to bring in the boxes and bags of food. The apartment was small and cluttered. The dishes weren't done, there was unfinished homework on the table. Two young children came running into the living room and hid behind Maria's legs, screaming and playing. They saw Nicole and squealed and ran off. Maria yelled at them to behave themselves. She said, "my granddaughter has special needs." She explained that she was living in this apartment with 4 of her grandchildren and how grateful she was for the food. Here's another example of "right place/right time": Nicole had no idea who we were delivering food to, but she had brought with her a brand new purple sweater with the idea that we might find someone she could give it to. She whispered to me if we should give her sweater to this little girl. We showed the sweater to the Maria telling her it was from Nicole....and asked if her granddaughter would be able to use it. She was grateful and said that purple was her granddaugher's favorite color. As we were leaving, the little girl was calling out after my niece. "What's your name??? Nicole turned around to answer her and saw that she was holding the bottle of apple juice that we had put in the box. "Thank you for my juice! It's my favorite kind."
The last delivery we made was to Kim. She and her husband lived in this small apartment with almost no furniture at all. In the kitchen a TV tray served as a table for two. There was a stool and a chair and that was about it. When we came in with the food, Kim and her husband praised God. They thanked us and blessed us. Kim couldn't contain her happiness and came over and hugged all three of us, thanking us and giving thanks to God at the same time. Her sincerity and faith was really touching. She was excited about the prospect of being able to roast a turkey...something she hadn't been able to do for a while. We wished them a Happy Thanksgiving and were on our way.
On our way home, I was interested my my niece's reaction to what she had just witnessed. What had surprised her the most was the lack of furniture in the last home.....and living out of boxes in Gary's home. It was good for her to see because I think our children and grandchildren are desensitized to what's going on in our country...our community. It's good for them to see beyond their bubble. She was surprised to see Gary's apartment with no room for much of anything...and there were 3 people living there. She asked how they could do it? I explained to her that whe you put it into perspective - that just a week or so ago they were living in a shelter, and prior to that on the street with no home at all - this little apartment is a wonderful and safe home and definitely a blessing.
I know that Nicole was moved by our outreach. Over the past couple of days. I have heard her sharing with her mamajan, her sister, and her mom and dad what she did and how she had helped. It's up to us to teach our children about compassion and Christian responsibility. And as uncomfortable as it might be, it's good for them also to see the other side of life and to understand ...
1. A home is anywhere where you feel safe and secure, no matter how large or small, how cluttered or sparsely furnished
2. You don't have to be a certain age to do God's work. It's right there when you open your heart to it. All you have to do is care.
3. A simple act of kindness brings about other acts of kindness...it just kind of snowballs. We delivered the food, they gave us hugs, we hugged back, they got to eat, we got to feel good....it's a win/win!
4. A cell phone isn't everything. When I first picked up my niece, all the way to church she was on her cell phone, texting, posting, etc. Once we got to church, I told her "put it away." It took a few times of me saying it but she did. It was only after putting it away that she started enjoying herself, working with the others for a common goal. I think kids lose site of this. There's so much to be done. We just have to harness that energy.
It was an amazing evening shared with our church family. Exciting too was that there were quite a few new faces. Which is always good. Love is contagious! With Christmas just around the corner, it's a good time to get your family involved in compassionate work. Maybe volunteer with your children at your local foodbank. Take a group to your local convalescent home and ask if you can sing the patients a few carols. Call your local shelter and ask ho
w you can help. It's such a wonderful experience, and it connects our children to life and our obligations as Christians. God is love. And if we are all children of God, then we are children of love. Remember that old song: "What the World Needs Now is Love"? It's more true now that ever before! (No, not just for some, but for everyone!)
|The best way to celebrate Thanksgiving is with family!!! Here's some of our church family at|
St. Peter Armenian Church Youth Ministries