Part of what makes Hope House so
welcoming to our clients is our long time practice of offering coffee and
cookies in our waiting room. So welcome on cold days! One of my front desk
staff commented recently that she is pretty sure many of our clients are “eating
breakfast” at Hope House, lol! We love making the smallest contribution to a
better day with whatever it takes. So, needless to say, we go through a LOT of
cookies.
Last week, we had a day where we
were out of cookies---once in a while it happens. I scrounged some graham
crackers out of our food bag area and we were trying to make do. However, God
always has different ideas for us—we call them “Godshots”---direct, inspired divine
assistance to a need as it happens.
So, I am working on paperwork in
my office, which is centrally located with multiple windows (my own little
fishbowl), when I hear someone saying, “I need to see Cheri”. From the window
to the warehouse, a parishioner appears with a gallon baggie of fresh homemade cookies—oatmeal
with butterscotch chips, to be exact! She is sharing them with us on this day
when we need them most. Godshot! I can’t tell you how good they were and how
appreciated by all of our clients. I love my job……
Join our cookie brigade and have
a baking party—we’ll take care of the eating. J
