If there’s one thing that’s come out of the current American — yea global — political maelstrom it is that every woman jill of us had better get very clear about what she believes and what she holds dear and exactly what she’s prepared to do to hang onto those beliefs because the times they certainly are fast a-changin’ and whatever we love may be gone, or become unrecognizable, in the twinkling of an eye.
So, it was high time for me to apply some more elbow grease to the building up of some face-to-face relationships in my not-so-new-anymore home community. No effort, l believe, and no wealth is worth much unless it’s done to build and serve community. That is the heart of my faith. I had already found a knitting group and a parttime job; I settled on a church to try out.
Lo and behold, the council announced a February drive to collect all the soap and shampoo samples folks had likely gathered during hotel visits over the years for distribution to folks who could put them to good use Right Now.
And so another shopping bag filled from the pack rat’s hoard walked out of our house yesterday morning. As always, may it prove to be a blessing.