This year has been amazing. More than I could have imagined. It’s Christmas Eve and I’m at Christ House again serving meals with some of my girlfriends. It is amazing that as we prepare to feast on the festivities this weekend that we are mindful of those that have no food or have no home.
There will be no tree to put gifts under. No turkey sitting on the table. No friends and family to bring egg nog and wish them good will. But, I will do my best.
I will serve gladly and make sure that they are wished the Merriest of Christmas. I will smile and listen to their stories. I will encourage their spirits. I will feed them a hot meal. It’s almost a new year – 2017 is around the corner and things can and will change for the better.
My girlfriends and I were given the great opportunity to be of service the Saturday after Thanksgiving. We volunteered at Christ House. What an amazing time we had! Serving others allows you to remember to count your blessings and that even Jesus came to serve.
45 For the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life a ransom for many.”
In late September, I reached out to some of my girlfriends and asked them would they be interested in volunteering with me. We always say that we’re too busy and we wish we had more time to catch up so this was a way for us to do both. My friends heard the call and answered. I am thankful.
Although our first group effort lacked two members we made due. Christ House has a small kitchen so they can only have 3-5 volunteers at a time. So, we had three, including me. There were all men there (except for the nurses) and they were so kind and thankful for our efforts. We didn’t cook this time. We made sandwiches and salads and a side of fruit.
We were so blessed by this experience on Saturday that I was reminded of the blessings of: friendship, life, health, family and housing. Thanks abounded and we were given the blessing of being able to do some good will. They stopped and talked to us and the chef was so wonderful that we decided that we would volunteer our time at Christ House again.
Christ House opened in December 1985 as the first 24-hour residential medical facility for homeless persons in the United States. Today, Christ House is still the only facility of its kind in the Washington, DC, metropolitan area where over 6,000 people experience homelessness every day. To the best of our knowledge, there are only 13 stand-alone residential medical facilities for the homeless like Christ House in all of the U.S. and Canada. Since our inception, we have had over 8,000 admissions.
Patients are admitted to Christ House from area hospitals, shelters, clinics, and medical outreach projects. They suffer from a variety of illnesses and injuries including cancer, hypertension and stroke, liver disease, kidney failure, diabetes and related amputations, HIV/AIDS, respiratory disease, major lacerations, fractures, and ulcerations of the skin. Many are malnourished, anemic, depressed, and desperately disconnected from healthy sources of support.
Today is Thanksgiving and my last day of thankfulness. What am I thankful for today? Each and everyone of you.
Thank you for reading my blog. Thank you for following me. Thank you for commenting. Thank you for engaging me.
Thank you for friendships that have developed and questions answered. I wish each and everyone of you a very Happy Thanksgiving! May your stomachs be full of food, your hearts full of love and your mouth full of laughter.
Traveling and then heading back to motherhood and work has been exhausting this week. But, it’s good because I missed the heck out of my munch and he is the reason that I know my purpose. He’s an incredibly resilient little boy with a spirit of grace that soothes my soul.
So, here are three things that I want you to know for Saturday, December 5, 2015.
It’s 20 days until Christmas and I haven’t started Christmas shopping. Ugh! Everyone may get a gift card.
I love Christmas and can’t wait to put up my Christmas tree on December 11th when my munch comes back.
I’m really thinking about writing and sharing some of the sensitive conversations that I had with my dad for all of you folks. I’m struggling, but let me know your thoughts.
I think that’s it. I need to go grab a cup of coffee, stop my mail hold at the post office and head to the gym because I have hair and nail appointments today. He and I have a date later this evening and I want to be exceptionally beautiful. Breathtaking! LOL!
Thank you for reading my blog. Thank you for subscribing. Thank you for following. Thank you for engaging. Thank you for being you.
I am sometimes slow to read and respond to the many blogs that come through my email but I promise you that I do read each and every post. So, I say this to say that if it seems that I am “liking” your posts back to back that’s what it is. I get about 60 or more posts a day in my email.
I love my blogger family and sometimes ya’ll inspire me with new ideas or things to try. Like I learned about that dang Windows 10 upgrade and how to stop that foolishness, how to make the perfect baked chicken, how to appropriately tag in your posts and how to appreciate the many things that I have accomplished by writing them out.
Yes, there were many more things that I’ve learned, comments I’ve made and posts that I’ve liked that I’m thinking about highlighting some of my favorite posts each week and sharing them with my readers. Ya’ll are awesome and I just want to say thank you, thank you and thank you!
13 People were bringing little children to him in order that he might touch them; and the disciples spoke sternly to them. 14 But when Jesus saw this, he was indignant and said to them, “Let the little children come to me; do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of God belongs. 15 Truly I tell you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will never enter it.” 16 And he took them up in his arms, laid his hands on them, and blessed them.
So, munch got baptized last Sunday at church. I was super excited. My son is 7 and made the choice to commit his life to Christ. I was anxious and scared because it was a sign that he was growing up.
Sidebar: I’m not ready for him to grow up. He’s still so little.
But, it was his choice. One that he’s never doubted and will tell you with the greatest of ease that he loves the Lord. That God is the father and he will always protect us. Didn’t I tell you this kid was awesome?
His commitment to Christ had me in tears. When the pastor asked him, “Do you believe that God sent his son Jesus to Earth to die for our sins and that he died on the cross, has risen and now sits at God’s right hand?” Munch loudly proclaimed “Yes”. He said, “I now baptize you in the name of the father, son and holy spirit”. I was literally crying. Tears streaming down my face and squeezing my girlfriend’s hand tightly.
My baby was no longer a baby and was now a proud Christian. After he received the right hand in fellowship I had to fill out some paperwork, get his certificate and a whole packet of welcoming information for him. Everyone was congratulating him. In pure munch fashion, he asked, “Mommy, why do people keep congratulating me?” I responded, “Because they’re happy that you made the decision to follow Christ and get baptized. He looked puzzled. “It’s a big deal” I said. “Oh” was his reply.
See, munch understood the commitment he was making, he just didn’t understand why people were making a big deal out of it. He was just doing what he thought was right. How awesome is that? How many of us just do what we think is right? Without hesitation? Without fear? Without worrying about what other people will think of us? Without accolades or fan fare he was making a decision simply because he loves God.
You know I’m emotional right? I’m one proud mama and I just can’t help it. This little boy amazes me each day. He reminds me that God loved me so much that he gave me a son.