On this day back at the end of October, I was going with a community service group to volunteer at a local community center, and I was so moved by what I saw that I came home and immediately wrote my experience down.  This was the event that sparked my idea to start this blog. 

“I was already apprehensive about going to cook dinner at the community center.  All of the other groups in my psychology class get to go to these incredible psychiatric places where they work with individual patients and help socialize them by sitting in on counseling sessions or group therapies, but my contributions include cooking dinner one night a week and walking one woman to some showers at a high school another morning, and in comparison, these activities seem so insignificant and petty.  Needless to say, I started making dinner with a heavy heart and a negative outlook on my volunteer work- until dinner time.  When it was time to eat, everyone held hands and stood in a circle going around saying what they were thankful for.  These were people who slept on a floor at night, who were lucky if they got to shower once a week, and who owned maybe one pair of clothes.  However, when it came time for the prayer, almost every single one found something to be thankful for, even if it was just to have another day or to be alive.  This simple act of thankfulness reminded me of just how much I have to be thankful for, and how much of that I fail to recognize on a regular basis.”

In this night, I not only saw just how much I have to be thankful for, I also saw how much of a difference I can make in the life of others. God showed himself to me through the heart of every homeless member of Our Community Place. <3