Style smashers and smile bringers.
Jud and I met in the college kitchen.
He wore a white cap, the kind you see in old fashioned photos of soda jerks. He was no jerk and hauled heavy pans and metal containers of milk, no soda in sight.
My role required a hairnet, since I served food.
Gotta say, “Love’s blind.”
Haven’t thought much about those hair protectors until this past weekend when our church held a Packathon for hungry children in a remote mountain village in Haiti. Since we were handling food, hairnets were necessary. Over the course of Friday evening and the better part of Saturday, we packed more than 50,000 meals.
Water added when cooked.
Packed and sent with Love from old and young folks from our church and the community. On a beautiful Fall day hundreds chose to slip on a hairnet, roll up sleeves because God nudged Huntley and Tom Skinner to teach us how to Love kids we’d never met but needed to know God cared they were hungry.
In Sunday School, Father Borgman taught on love, better still, he represents Love to the rest of us strugglers, caught in nets less forgiving than the ones we wore on our heads the day before.
With all the divisiveness in our country, families and double-mindedness in ourselves, sometimes, it’s a struggle to love. Each Sunday we’re reminded, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind… You shall love our neighbor as yourself. ”
When in doubt, Love anyway.
Christ Church is full of Love. Sunday after Sunday there’s Food for the hungry. We need only make our way to the altar, open our hands and hearts to receive.
No hairnets needed.
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