Giving Stories
It was a cold Saturday evening when i walked up the flight of stairs to a small 1 bedroom apartment. I had been given information that there was a single mom with four children that had recently come from Zaire that could use help. My knock at the door was greeted with a teenage girl smiling from ear to ear, saying “Welcome!” The rest of the family was in the unlit apartment sitting on the only piece
On Christmas Eve I went to my parent’s house to have dinner with my family. There was a knock at the door and it was my childhood best friend who lives out of state. While I was thrilled to see him, I quickly learned he was not in town in the best of circumstances. His mom needs heart surgery next month, and the doctors are not giving her a high chance of survival. Although he
When I initially was told we’d be doing Angels on the street, I began planning who I’d give the money to. I have a friend who helps women, some are in recovery, some may have just gotten out of jail, or some are just down on their luck and she helps them get back on their feet. I called her an told her I need someone who was in need so I could give the
I sat listening to a story about someone’s life. She had run away from home at 16, and was pregnant not long after. Not being sure where the next meal was coming from or where made her life quite difficult. Add the two additional children that arrived quickly in succession and it became even more difficult. One day something clicked and she came back home to her family. She decided to put herself through school,
While buying groceries at Walmart and waiting in the long line, noticed a young mom with two little ones in front of me. She was real patient and looked worried. One little one was under one and the other one looked almost three. The young mom must have been between 18 or 20 year’s old. I noticed the only items she was purchasing were diapers and formula. As she approached the cashier to pay she