As I write this, I am sitting in my car waiting in line for a food giveaway at a local food bank. It's the first time I have participated in receiving from a food pantry and it is a humbling experience. I've prided myself in being able to provide for my needs and be able to volunteer at such food pantries. I never thought I would be on the receiving end. There is nothing wrong with going to food banks. There is no shame but the shame I put on myself. I look at the line of cars waiting patiently for the giveaway to start and I see people. Individuals from all walks of life, who need this little bit of help. To some, it is all they have. To others it is just a supplemental addition to their resources. To some, it is a very thin lifeline between them and living on the streets.
I could sit back and wallow in my embarrassment and shame. Or I can be thankful for places like this who give away a little hope with each grocery item they hand out. I want to live like that. To offer hope even in its smallest quantity. The world needs more hope, especially now.
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