I wanted to share a few thoughts in light of our experience:
- I couldn't help but think as person after person filed through line...they each have a story. Some are vets and have never been able to assimilate back into society. Others got messed up in the drug scene and have never gotten out. Still others are young boys who for whatever reason are not in school and have nowhere else to go. Oh how I would love to sit down with each one and hear their story. If only more of us would take the time to listen.
- It's so easy to rush to judgment, especially about people who are down and out. I for one want to rush to love rather than rush to judge...but I haven't always been successful in this:(
- So many of the guys were grateful for a warm, free meal. One guy even came back to the line just to say thanks and that the meal was good.
- Quite a few were surprisingly ungrateful and quite picky:)
- I'm thankful for ministries like Wayside who are living out love.
- Overall, it was a teachable moment for both me and the kids.