I did a little strawberry jam project last month as a fund-raiser for an inner-city youth program I greatly admire, The Hope Center for Kids. I grew enough strawberries to cook and can 80 jars of jam. Then people who “ordered” some would give a donation to The Hope. Our daughter Maddy or I delivered the jars all over town. A few people live in different states so we shipped jam to them. It worked great and raised over $1,000.
You know, I didn’t do it to be a goodie two-shoes. I did it because I had so many strawberries back there that they were creeping up to the house and ringing the doorbell!
Even so, I was flabbergasted and encouraged today when I received this darling plaque from a Facebook friend in Missouri named Lou. I’ve never met her in person, but our online conversations over the years have cemented us as soul sisters. She ordered some jam and liked it! I’ll keep this plaque on my kitchen windowsill with my other uplifting things – chiefly, works of art by our granddaughters. Every time I look at it, I’ll smile at her sweet and thoughtful friendship.
In this difficult time with riots, looting, police brutality claims and historic statues being destroyed, it is so very comforting to be reminded that the good guys still outnumber the bad guys, by a country mile and then some. Kindness is her “jam,” and I am so glad she spread some of it my way! Love you, Lou! †
(B)e kindly affectioned one to another
with brotherly love;
in honour preferring one another. . . .
By Susan Darst Williams • 7/8/2020 • www.RadiantBeams.org • © 2020