A Passion of Mine

Some of you may know that I organize a 

meal for our local homeless shelter once 

a month.  I had one of those “Sure, I’ll 

do it, because I think I can make a difference”

 moments.  My pastor is a very special man 

and anything I can do to lighten his load I 

give it a try.  There are several people from 

our church that help out, but for the most 

part it’s on my shoulders.  Another girl and 

I set out to put together a pizza party for 

the crew this Thursday.  We began by calling 

area pizza places and we were met with 

opposition at first.  We stopped for a moment

 and prayed….then started calling again.  In 

less then 15 minutes we had 6 different pizza 

shops donate nearly 20 pizzas!

It’s interesting sitting down and eating with 

these people and it’s hard for me to understand 

why some people are “uncomfortable” going 

with me to the shelter.  I don’t preach to them, 

I visit with them, I listen to them.  We swap 

kitchen tips, we wash dishes together, we smile, 

and we hug.  If I don’t get at least three or four 

guests at the shelter to smile….I stay longer than 

initially planned.  

We live in a relatively low crime area and a couple 

months ago I forgot to lock my car upon arriving 

at the shelter.  I had nearly 80 bucks worth of 

stuff ripped off, including a Taylor disk.  I was 

mad at myself for my oversight.  I contacted the 

residential manager and he looked around for 

my stuff without any positive results.  As my 

finances allowed I was able to replace everything 

except for the disk but I couldn’t help but think 

about the destitution that drove this person to 

rip me off.  I hope that they have some wonderful 

music playing through my equipment and that 

they are getting enjoyment from it. 

I look forward to this Thursday.  When I presented 

my plans for the shelter meal in front of the 

church this morning, I ended with “Pizza party 

at the shelter 6pm this Thursday, see ya there!”

I wonder how many from my church will take me up on it.  

I’m reminded of the Ford commercials…BE BOLD!!!

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I recently received this message and thought 

“WOW” what a fitting description.

Gateways

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I had just finished preaching a eulogy.

The thought of the many marriages and 

funerals that I’ve attendedrecently went 

through my mind.

I thought, “Marriage and death are both 

gateways to a new world.

They can BOTH lead to either heaven or hell.”

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The tragedy of life and of the world is not 

that men do not know God; the tragedy is that, 

knowing Him, they still insist on going their own way.

      -- William Barclay

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Hugs, Happiness and Harmony,

Julie

snlrose@hotmail.com