This last week, we found ourselves going to thrift stores, antique stores, and then going back and doing it again. We have purchased credenzas, end tables, and desks. Our house now looks more like a home, with a place for nearly everything.
One of the end tables we found, we loaded into our car upside down. Upon arriving home, Stephen found some buttons and Ginger found an uncashed check in the end table. The check was correctly filled out with a date (10 years ago), the name of the recipient, the amount, and the signature. The only thing lacking was that the recipient lost it and never received the money.
The check didn’t do anyone good, not even us. It was now a piece of paper with no value at all that ended up in the garbage.
We wonder if any of these residents of The Homes of Ethnos360 feel like they have no value. Some of them maybe feel lost and maybe feel forgotten. We look forward to finding them, loving them, and reminding them that they are a valued part of the family of God.
Last week, we met (found) one of the residents. She reached out and held Ginger’s hand and didn’t let go until we left. What a blessing it is for us to be here and to find these people.
