A community of giving and receiving are slowly becoming one.
Our town like many towns in America has a regular food truck coming to feed those that are less fortunate.
When it first started many people came shoving and barging each other, they wanted “their food”.
Often many came 8 hours early leaving their baskets at 6.00am and returning at 2.00pm when the truck doors opened.
Those early days were traumatic with folks yelling and shouting and fighting where people who came and stayed moved the baskets of other people down the line, of those who came put their baskets down and left.
Folks came and wanted food for “others” in the family. Leaving a line of potential folks with little as we counted them in.
Human selfishness was rank. Many do not have basic human relationship skills. All they have ever known is “take care of me…none else will”.
After a while and with “coaching” that the volunteers who show up every time don’t need to be dealing with this behavior an amazing thing happened.
They realized they were all the same; they came for food and the “line of waiting” created a line of very hungry people. Some waiting for many hours. They needed to act as one and appreciate what others did for them.
Miracles happen everywhere.
Today you will see people bringing what little food they have to pass around. Grills are lighted and folks help each other take the food to what vehicles some have. They bring warm clothes for those who have little to wear.
Today the community of giving and receiving are slowly becoming one.