I deliberately left words off from this title, because I can’t think of what to say about the past few weeks that have impacted so many in this nation, and for dear ones in our own family.
What do I say to my daughter who sobs as she describes the desolation of a city she loves? What is the proper response to “ We are dipping water out of a friend’s swimming pool to flush our toilets”? Or, “I just got some ice to preserve food in our ice chest from this wonderful Baptist church in the neighborhood.”
She is resilient, fearless, hopeful, and still my little girl, and Mom could only help load her car to the roof with things we thought she would need, like my almost full propane tank. But she and Jen’s most precious cargo were things to help others! Like money stuffed in a pocket by a friend, checks from family and friends, toys and games for children who lost everything they had.
So, These Times, these horrible times , just might turn out to be those times when a people find out what is important. When our neighbors needs are more important than our own. When Our Jen and Betsy, like thousands of others, are willing to sacrifice their comfort, to help those who have no other choice. Thanks be to God.
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