It all started with a bag of popcorn.
On Monday we were given the whole day to practice the gift of hospitality. With no guidelines or regulations, we were free to be creative with our time. Nothing in particular came to mind for me, so I decided to keep the day open for God do his thing. All I knew was I wanted some of Chicago's very own Garret's popcorn (www.garrettpopcorn.com). They have some of the best caramel corn ever! :) So off I went to find me some popcorn. On the way downtown, I was praying and observing the people I passed. The closer I got to Garret's the more homeless I saw. And this is where it all begins.
A young couple stopped me asking for some spare change. I felt a tug at my heart and went for it. They just lost their jobs and have been living on the streets for a couple months. After getting them a meal, we talked for awhile about their current struggles. I gave them my best wishes and continued on my way to the popcorn.
Once I found my beloved popcorn, I thought it would be awesome to continue talking to people and hearing their stories over this beautiful snack . One young woman I shared popcorn with told me how in the last week she had given birth to a still born from all the stress of being homeless. Another man I met gave me a big smile at the end of our encounter and said I was 'such a sweet girl'.
I must have looked quite silly sharing my big bag of caramel popcorn in downtown Chicago, most likely smiling from ear to ear. Not only was I feeling excited about my special treat, but the joy of sharing and listening to others share their stories. Everyone has struggles. Each of us have times of pain. It is through those stories that we can look back and see where God has been holding us close.
Rose! I love the passion and compassion that is shown in your words. I'm so proud of you and the way you are putting yourself out there :) hope you have an equally rewarding and challenging weekend
ReplyDeleterose, i am so glad that you're having such amazing experiences even within your first few weeks. it's touching to read about what you're learning - thanks for sharing your stories. :)
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In spirit, I am walking the Chicago Streets with you, Rose. Did you like Greek food? Greek dancing? I love both...my high school chum was Greek and her aunt took us to eat and taught me to dance. Where is the picture in front of the Margaret Thatcher quote? I am uplifted by your courage! Be careful. I continue to lift you up in prayer. Blessings and hugs! K Dodson (anon was the only way I could get it to post! LOL)
ReplyDeleteHospitality is one of those difficult pieces in life to practice with authenticity. I know from conversations with you that you have a sense of experiencing hospitality and this helps us to inform how we extend hospitality. May you continue to keep your eyes open to ways you may be a living example of God's love in the world.
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