Most people prefer a sunny day to a rainy one. Even after the severe drought conditions in NC, I would catch myself complaining about the rain, but would then end my complaint by stating "but we need the rain." Rain was a minor inconvenience, forcing me to run home from the pool, or dash from the car into the school when I didn't have an umbrella.
We had our first rainstorm since arriving in Philadelphia on Thursday night. The wind was blowing so hard it woke me up. In my half-asleep state, I thought someone was breaking into our house through a window. Actually, the sound was the blinds thrashing against the open windows. It was trash collection day Friday, and the garbage cans and recyclables were blowing up and down the street. I was assigned to bathroom duty again, and I watched the guests arrive for the meal. Some had raincoats, umbrellas, even rain boots. Most just had their regular hooded sweatshirts and jackets. I was particularly concerned about the elderly who come with canes and crutches. They could not move quickly through the rain and the streets were slippery. It was impossible to carry an umbrella and use crutches simultaneously. One older man used the bathroom to change from wet clothes to dry ones before his departure. We served only half of our usual number due to the heavy rain. I wondered if those who didn't come would have a hot meal, or any meal, today.
We are so blessed. We don't usually even think about the difficulties that normal weather often brings to the poor. What you described is an every day occurrence somewhere and for many. Thanks for making us aware of our brothers and sisters in need and reminding us to count our blessings.
ReplyDeletePeace and Joy, Marie