Last night, we had the blessing to be a part of a beautiful thing. A gentleman from our church who regularly heads out to downtown Cincinnati to meet with homeless folks, put together an event right on the sidewalk of Third Street.
Best estimates are that there were close to 100 people who received food, clothing, toiletries, and more and about the same number of people helping out. The interesting thing is that I often couldn't tell who was being helped and whom was doing the helping. Apparently, I wasn't the only one...someone walked up and offered me a Bible. I wanted to say something smart, but thought differently and simply replied, "I attend FCC". He was a little embarrassed, but that's okay. It can keep him humble. Our women's director walked up to one of our guys who hadn't shaved that day and offered him some food. Rick was very kind and declined. The point? At least we were mingling. Ha!
Social faux pas aside, the weather was neither a deluge or too cold for a brief 24 hour period which was great and I know people on both sides of the serving table had a good time. Wayne and his helpers did a superb job of bringing it all together. There was actually so much help that there wasn't much for us to do. But we did what we could.
Isn't that sort of what Christmas should be?
None of us can do much...but we should do what we can. Every day.
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