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Nashville Homeless Power Project
Dec. 16th, 2008 03:05 pmIt's amazing how all the things I really want to talk about never really make it to this journal because they are larger and take awhile for me to form into coherent thoughts. Take for example the NHPP. About a month ago I sent an email in to volunteer, and hadn't heard back from them. Two weeks later I ran into John Zirker at the first church service I had attended in roughly 12 years at Hobson United Methodist. As an aside, Hobson is an awesome church, if I were Christian, that's where I'd go.
So, long story short, I attended up at the homeless memorial service last Saturday, and met with Garret from NHPP today. They are wrapping stuff up for the year, and so there wasn't much that I could do today or immediately, but at the start of the new year I'll be getting back in touch with them. It's something I really am looking forward to starting, even though I have a hard time articulating why in a brief manner.
Looking back over the preceding paragraphs, I notice that they are totally devoid of anything that actually attempts to explain the feelings that all of these things stirred in me. I didn't mention the joy I felt at Hobson's message of radical inclusiveness, nor the tears I had to bite back as I watched the flowers float downstream. There is nothing of the reasons why I chose to help NHPP, nothing of the re-centering of my faith in the possibility of a brighter future, if we keep walking towards it. Nothing of my sorrow that our society and myself fail so miserably at times. Even beyond that, I left out Lissa's concerts (awesomesauce with glowstick winnage) and the rest of the gazillion things that have gone on.
Life has been interesting, that's for sure.
So, long story short, I attended up at the homeless memorial service last Saturday, and met with Garret from NHPP today. They are wrapping stuff up for the year, and so there wasn't much that I could do today or immediately, but at the start of the new year I'll be getting back in touch with them. It's something I really am looking forward to starting, even though I have a hard time articulating why in a brief manner.
Looking back over the preceding paragraphs, I notice that they are totally devoid of anything that actually attempts to explain the feelings that all of these things stirred in me. I didn't mention the joy I felt at Hobson's message of radical inclusiveness, nor the tears I had to bite back as I watched the flowers float downstream. There is nothing of the reasons why I chose to help NHPP, nothing of the re-centering of my faith in the possibility of a brighter future, if we keep walking towards it. Nothing of my sorrow that our society and myself fail so miserably at times. Even beyond that, I left out Lissa's concerts (awesomesauce with glowstick winnage) and the rest of the gazillion things that have gone on.
Life has been interesting, that's for sure.
