The declaration has been made–I am going NO WHERE today. I am doing NO FAVORS for anyone this week. I am limiting all interaction to the minimum.
The past week was a marathon of helping others so today I will help me. I will rest and regain my equilibrium. I will do laundry (9 loads of clothing plus numerous loads of bed linens and towels). I will clean the fingerprints and smudges from all the surfaces in the house. Since it rained last night, the leaves are too wet and will NOT be raked today. Later in the week for that chore. Same thing with grocery shopping. Our pantries are low, but we can survive a couple of days on what is there.
Our kids were here from Wednesday to Saturday, in and out, as they also spent a day with the other grandparents. Judah did a great job of raking leaves for me, but they are falling faster than any 6-year old can keep up with. He even raked up one last pile before they left Saturday afternoon while Terry and I were serving that memorial luncheon at church.
About that luncheon, it was a huge success. The deceased’s family was pleased with the hospitality they received from our little group. The Italian food was perfect for a group of 65 and there were enough leftovers for the pastor to deliver dinner to a local women’s shelter. I came home and baked cookies for Sunday’s coffee fellowship as all the cookies and pastries for the luncheon had been devoured with requests for the recipes. The leftovers from coffee fellowship were then given to the lady in charge of that evening’s chili/cornbread supper when the church would be decorated for the Advent Season. So much food for so many people. It’s a pleasure to be able to serve in this manner.
This week I return to my normally scheduled routine–two days at Columbia to spread some cheer and begin handing out Christmas stickers to children who do not live in a place where there is an abundance of anything except misery. Our pastor used his pasta delivery adventure in yesterday’s sermon, telling the congregation about the neighborhood where the home for women is located. He told the people about how comfortable his life had become in his suburban neighborhood and his feeling of safety in the areas he travelled. Then, his mission to deliver dinner to a group living on the fringes, made him aware of the disconnect between his life and that of others in Fresno. YES! Just what I keep trying to get people to notice.
But for today, I am not taking on the world. Or even my little corner of it. I am being as quiet and still as is possible and resting up for the next busy weeks of holiday frivolity.