‘Tis the time of year for charities. To give to those less fortunate. To share some of our blessings.
We often gave money to organizations that helped the homeless. Then we became homeless ourselves after losing our rented farm. We opted not to go on welfare, but rather to work very hard to get jobs and get back on our feet. About this time two years ago we were out of money and hungry. You can only eat so many dollar burritos from Taco Bell with found change. We looked into getting a food basket from a local charity that distributed them. I didn’t have a coat, I was freezing. We were really struggling and not a single organization could or would help us. They gave everything to the “poorest” in the county. Well, you couldn’t have been poorer than us at that moment. You have to work pretty dang hard to be the poorest in the county. You have to get on welfare and food stamps, and you can’t try to find work or you would lose your pay out every month. No thanks.
Then we have the homeless organizations that we gave to. Those are intended to serve the perfectly able folks with signs-who make more money than anyone I know- on the corners of busy streets. We did a farmer’s market for years in a park that was popular with the homeless. They stole, took drugs in the park, excitedly went and got free food from the food kitchen, and had no desire to change their lives. Or they wouldn’t be homeless anymore. It was a lifestyle they chose. They were the first to admit it. And that really surprised us.
Now, this all sounds a little harsh, but let me be clear, there are people out there that need your help. They just don’t have cardboard signs and are working hard to try and make it. They are the elderly on your block who would love company and a meal with someone. It’s the single mom who can’t afford new coats for her swiftly growing children. It’s the friend at work whose wife is sick and they need help with meals and cleaning the house but would never ask. There are people all around you who could use a bit of charity and mercy and help.
Only a few cents goes to the people large charities serve. If you were to just look around you could have a much more powerful impact, make a personal connection, and strengthen the community you are in. I will forever be grateful to my old neighbors who showed up at my shop with a box of home canned food, squash, a winter coat, and a hug.
Before you write a check to a big charity, look around and see if anyone near you could use a little holiday help. We all need a little help here and there.
(Thank you to all of our friends that pitched in back then with money, a place to stay, a dinner, and hugs. We never imagined we would have been in that situation. Amazing how much can change in such a short time. We are really grateful for all we have now.)