1 Jul
I didn’t really want to, but I did. Weeks ago I had committed to helping with HAFH devotionals on Sunday nights. After nearly two days in the sun, Show and Shine, Wednesday night at the Compassion Center and other activites I was driving over to Northwest Hills Apartments asking myself, “Why did I ever volunteer to do this?”
My life was changed an hour or so later. My eyes were opened and I now understand. I can’t tell you how many couches, beds and other furniture pieces I have moved up and down stairs. I’m not sure how many moves I’ve been a part of for HAFH, but it wasn’t until Sunday night, sitting in an apartment with three families, that I got it. We talked about illnesses, death, faith. There were some tears, but there was hope. Ultimately, I think my life was transformed more than theirs.
Our church family is doing a great thing with this HAFH ministry. We provide the closest thing to a home for those who spend a lot of time away from home. We provide home-cooked meals for those who come from hundreds of miles away for treatment that takes its toll on the body and is emotionally draining. We offer a time for people to come together and talk and pray — families who often feel alone because they are away from their church families and loved ones. So, the next time you have the chance to move furniture or cook a meal for HAFH I hope you’ll understand the difference you are making. I think it would be incredible for our families to find ways to offer encouragement and love for those we minister to who are hurting.
Additionally, we’re working hard to plan some ministry and family experiences. I can’t encourage you enough to take part in these as families. Our next ministry opportunity is Monday, July 14 with our Food Bank. Take the time and bring the entire family to support what we’re doing here. We’re going to try to play with kids, help serve dinner, hand out food boxes and maybe even take food to those for HAFH.
One Response for "I finally get it!"
Chad,
The same is always true for me too. The things that I dread doing always end up being the things that change my life. Thank you and Deana for all you both do. I know you must feel overwhelmed much of the time. But I appreciate you both more than you know. I feel so ashamed because I don’t express it often enough or find opportunities to show my appreciation for all of your hard work and sacrifice. I am going to try and do better.
Thanks,
Carol Keen
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