Tonight I went to my Mat Group. It’s a group where we get together to make sleeping mats, like what we gave out for Christmas, to the homeless. We meet every other Wednesday at a local coffee shop.
There are three of us.
Yes, many people have said they want to come. Several have come every once in awhile. But for the most part it’s just the three of us.
I love this group!
It is more than just a time to do something nice for someone else. Honestly, that’s just the excuse I use for us to get together.
Because it is while we pull out balls of plarn and crochet down one side of a chain, turn and crochet back over it again, we talk.
We talk about the past two weeks. We celebrate our accomplishments. Cry over our disappoints. We fume over our frustrations.
And tonight we talked about our WHAT IFs. What if we did more? What if there is something else we should be doing? What if we could be doing something for someone? And what if we’re not?
What are we suppose to be doing? What is our purpose?
I shared that I’ve been having this idea about packing a lunch to give away to someone on the street. Most of my day is spent in my car and I see these people daily. They just wander. I don’t know where they are going or what they are going to do.
It’s funny because I told them I haven’t yet because I wasn’t sure what I’m suppose to do.
I thought about making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. But WHAT IF it’s not eaten right away? It could get soggy or the bread could go stale.
I could pack an apple. But WHAT IF they have bad teeth and can’t bite into it?
I stopped myself.
WHAT IF I just did it instead of thinking so much about it?
If I make a sandwich, then it means I can’t come home until I’ve given it away. I will make sure I slice the apples.
In fact, I went home tonight and scrounged around in my kitchen looking for what I had.
I packed a snack size baggie with some cinnamon toast crunch. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. I made just a peanut butter sandwich because I was out of jelly, but I cut it diagonally down the center, because that’s how I like my sandwiches. I had a jolly rancher in my car and a piece of gum on my bathroom counter. I neatly folded a paper towel, since I’m out of napkins, and placed it gently inside, with a note, I hand wrote giving a little bit of hope.
That’s what came out of tonight’s Mat Group, other than the three sleeping mats that are currently in production. In fact, I went ahead and made three.
One for each one of us.
Someone, well, three someones, will be having lunch on God’s dime, tomorrow.
And WHAT IF I didn’t get to see it? WHAT IF it never happened? I’ll write tomorrow to let you know what I might have missed!
Until then, what is your, WHAT IF?