This time of year most of us have made some resolutions to change something for the better. One of mine is to reach out to others more. Find ways I can be of service to others. I feel a shift in the "force".

Just the other day there were about 3 inches of snow on the roads and sidewalks. It was cold and windy. The cold where I live can be severe but that wind added; your face, and any other body part that is exposed truly stings.

I had just left my favorite thrift store when I saw a woman walking down the street carrying big plastic bags filled with toys. That day of the week, the thrift store sells anything but clothes, for half price. Therefore, the big bags of toys, was a savvy buy.

The bags dragged on the sidewalk as she walked and I could see that one of the bags had torn and some pieces were dangling on the ground. I pulled up alongside her, rolled down the window, and called to her. When I got her attention, I told her that I had a bag to give her so she didn't lose any of the toys. She told me no. Then I offered to give her a ride and again she said no, and began walking faster. She was afraid of me.

Ask anyone who knows me and they will tell you that I am not scary, or someone who appears threatening. And still, this woman was afraid of me. I couldn't help her. So I asked the angels to make sure she didn't lose any of those toys. And I've been asking myself since, how do we, in our communities, move through fear filled barriers?
What do you think?

I tried to find a cheaper place to live before this semester but I can’t qualify for the rent because I am on unemployment.  So we will remain here and hope for the best.  If we stay the owners will install a storm door on the patio door which should reduce my energy bills this winter.  The girl’s father said he would try to help us from time to time.  I am grateful that he will help because he doesn’t have to pay child support anymore.  It is a balancing act.  Any deviation sends my budget down the drain; trying to recover is painfully impossible.

I know I’m not the only woman trying to meet the needs of so many others.   My daughters.  My educatioin, & trying to find a job.  Managing our bills, & gathering money to make sure all things are covered.  But it is hard, frustrating even demoralizing at times.  And then there are the times when I see how things work out; even when they should not have been able to.  And I feel comforted.  I am not alone.