What a difference a day makes. The hunger has been replaced by pain and I had to go to bed after I came home from work. I was forced to take a cup of soup and I can’t describe how good that was. I’m very much recovered now, but very tired and still hungry. The cold shower this morning literally took my breath away but it was a wash of sorts and at the moment that’s still an important use of money for me. Today at work it was very difficult concentrating and dealing logically & politely in all situations. My walk was really good especially since the sun was out, thankfully it’s not the summer so I don’t get too hot an bothered. Bit worried about the clothing situation as I really need want a clean top to wear tomorrow. My wardrobe is off limits so I’ll either raid another wardrobe or go digging in our clothes recycling bag. I suspect tomorrow could see me wearing an old torn school shirt, minus a few buttons and covered in ink. It’s pot luck but either way the stuff won’t fit the best. Another meeting to go to but hey, I’ll just wear what I do with a confident air.
My dear hearts at home have been offering lots of support like, what if I nibbled this biscuit a bit. Can you have my gooey leftovers? Yes I reply, but no thanks – not yet. Outside home, what is emerging is that the response illicited around me is true human kindness to someone in need. I haven’t been banging the drum, but where relevant have told people. Heightening the response of care for someone else is my aim this week. I won’t change the world, just a perhaps for one person, but that’s enough. If we all take care of the poverty of even one person, it’s one life saved. I always knew why children were crying in those disturbing news items from disaster areas, but now I literally feel their pain.
“Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.” Colossians 3:12 (NIV)