Generous Compassionate Sunday

One of my favorite places to volunteer and collect needed items is Safe Harbor.  Safe Harbor is a local homeless shelter near my home. Although I do not know the men and women who reside there, I consider them my neighbor.  We all go through rough patches in our lives, and it is because of those times, I find helping those in need very fulfilling.

I am not writing this story to reflect on anything I am doing, but to bring light to the generous, compassionate hearts who put bags of coats, shoes, and everything under the sun on my porch. This summer, my husband and I have taken several carloads down to those who are so appreciative. In fact, on Tuesday, we will be heading down once again.

Writing this story has been on my heart for a bit now, but today’s sermon at church made me realize that the time had come. The message was about the Good Samaritan and loving your neighbor. It really hit home when the visiting pastor, spoke on helping others without expecting anything in return. I thought about all those who just stop by and generously donate bags and bags of filled purses, almost brand new clothes, new socks, shoes of all shapes and sizes, along with personal items. When the seasons change, the donations change with the appropriate gear. Each one of these loving hearts who give so much is a Good Samaritan. I love them all.

I will continue to do what I can for Safe Harbor, for I believe it is the right thing to do.  And, because they are making a difference in all who walk through their doors.

And to my army of angels, “Thank you” for helping those in need. I believe that when we help others, we help ourselves.