Sunday, April 11, 2010
I found in my folder at church about 20 brown paper lunch bags (empty, new). I'm not entirely sure who gave them, but it's because I as a layman coordinate the list of volunteers to make lunches for the local homeless shelter. It's fascinating, that I really don't have a convenient way of using them, or getting them to the massive rotating list of persons preparing the meals. But someone thought enough about the poor to stick these lunch bags in my folder, perhaps in effect in Christ's name. I don't know exactly what to do with them, but I don't think I should trash them or stick them into my family's own pantry. It's just an interesting little burden and privilege to have these holy bags taking up space in the kitchen.