Being Alive

Everyone's instinct is to survive. Most people would do anything to survive. Usually when thinking about the deadbeats on the street. No where to go pan handling money. What we forget about is that there are people struggling to go on just because the economy is poor, and they can't make it. Tonight working at The Banquet made me realize that it isn't just the deadbeats that need a hand up but the parents working two jobs paying off everything else that they don't have enough money to go pay for food. People who come to eat here range in age from 1 month to 97 years old. Some kids come by themselves, while others come with their parents. I wasn't able to get much talking in with the people who came to eat, but I helped hand out leftovers from breakfast and the day before. It made me realize that several people need the help that can be offered with a simple meal and a few leftovers. I was also able to hand out book and magazines to those who were interested. Some even have their mail sent there because they move so often or are truly homeless. I really enjoyed being able to help those whose instinct to survive brought them to accepting the help that we are able to offer. Maybe that's what being alive is about? Helping those who are looking for a way to live.