Tuesday morning at Hope House:
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The smell in the air is of some delicious home fries that one of our regulars made for everyone and brought in to share. They are sooooo good! My tummy is happy……
The smell in the air is of some delicious home fries that one of our regulars made for everyone and brought in to share. They are sooooo good! My tummy is happy……
The disabled adult program that volunteers each week is busily packing food bags in our shed, enjoying the warm breeze and dry air, instead of rain…..
Our immigrant moms are chatting happily in
Spanish while they shop and their children play…
Because Tuesdays are usually the quietest day of the week, the staff in the kitchen area are rapidly moving through sorting and hanging clothing and housewares…..
This morning I sent a young mom on to DVSAS for help with a no-contact order and a parenting plan; offered another young woman the information for Law Advocates for help with a legal issue and assisted a man with how to find another church he needs to visit tomorrow morning for financial assistance…..
And I am more aware than ever of how much this old building and this simple yet powerful program means to so many in our community. In this building the Body of Christ serves the Body of Christ with love and compassion, offering a hand in friendship and understanding ….