We’ve been here a year, and it only seems appropriate to mark this date with an Amen and a Hallelujah and a Praise God. Santa Barbara pursued us, and we said yes with some reservations, hesitations, and timid feet. And while we still really, really miss the community we had in Sacramento, I think both Jonathan and I would say this last year has been one of the best of our marriage.
How to help the homeless with kids in the backseat
Helping the homeless when you have kids in the backseat can totally be done, but I think it requires some forethought. It’s so important for our children to watch us model compassion to people on the streets. Whenever I talk to other women about our role in helping people on the streets, I find most people have a desire to help but don’t know how to safely do so.
How women can safely help the homeless
I question my judgment all those years ago, and then I question the walls I’ve since put up. I question if he’s really someone to fear, or just another lonely soul. I question if he remembers my kindness and compassion, or if he remembers my body and face. I’m a woman, after all, and things get a lot more complicated when a woman wants to care for someone living on the streets.
He's in the little things too
There are days when I get caught up grasping for control, and I grow weary and anxious because it seems far beyond my reach. The way I know I’m having one of these days is because I question every decision, analyze every answer, and feel guilty for stupid things like spontaneously stopping at In-N-Out for french fries. Yesterday was one of those days.