My Life- it's as fun as puttin' lipstick on a squirrel

In my last blog, I told you all ...to be continued.  here's the recap: I wrestled with God in a BK parking lot. I did not win. I was in the midst of doing a bunch of laundry.  there, you are caught up.  So they gave me two full totes. They had not done laundry since last November. I put much care into folding, fluffing, repairing and spritzing love into these clothes. I wanted them to have some "home" smell on them. I tuck in a FAT sharpie, for good sign making!  8 hours later all was clean and it was time to go deliver. We tucked in extras, warm socks and beanies we are not using. I washed my prized Carhartt jacket to offer to him. ( He did not need it, someone had given him one already! )  I don't work for men and women, I serve Jesus. This was me preparing to deliver to Jesus. I purchased one set of silverware for each, one plate, one bowl and one glass. I wrapped them lovingly in cloth napkins that I am always collecting. I include some dishwashing soap, a towel a

UPDATED to add an Amazon Wishlist : *please be advised, I am not a non-profit. I am a person helping other persons. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk!    Amazon Wish List  I've been up since 4 doing something that I love. Fluff and fold. Seriously if you don't believe me ask my friends.  I have lived in our new city for over a year now. I have a confession to make... I have been ignoring the homeless. I have been driving by , looking in their eyes. I have made mental notes of their location, their signs, the way they dress and walk back and forth, searching for connection. But I never stop.  I have been taking stock of what is available in a community that has no Public Transit. I have seen one location downtown that does a type of food handout. That is it. But yet, I see them. My addressless friends popping up everywhere. Some look approachable. Some rant to themselves. All are someone's child.  I was out enjoying a solo trip to the old Dollar Store and Thrift Store. Sea