I was so glad to run into my friend, my community coordinator counterpart at our local ChickfilA. She invited me to be part of a special blessing to homeless in San Diego in a partnership with Concordia/ChickfilA/UPS. We gathered at the Chickfila to load up about 100 donated box lunches and pray together as a team of about 10. Our volunteers were mostly from the new EDGE service.
We headed downtown. It was raining.
We stopped where we saw people huddled or under their makeshift plastic tarp “tents” Some blessed us. Others asked us where we came from and when we said Concordia church, one man said, “I won’t forget Concordia! Thank you” We served people in tents, people in plastic sleeping bags already tucked away on the sidewalk ready to rest, timid children, people young and old alike. Most were delighted for a hot ChickfilA meal. A very few greetings weren’t friendly. One woman screamed at one of our volunteers named Jesus to “stay away, church boy.” We blessed her anyway.
In the rain, one shivering gentleman asked if we had a long sleeved sweater. He was wet and cold. Our volunteer Jesus without missing a beat, got his jacket out of the car and gifted the man with it.
We served. We blessed. But the greater blessing came to us as we saw how small offerings of love created a divine moment of grace.
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