What Urban Plunge Means
When I was talking to the homeless, I really felt like I was doing a lot to help them. They talked about their lives and hard times while I comforted them. I truly saw that God was inside of them. The best part was when we all stood in a circle and sang “Amazing Grace” and “This Little Light of Mine.” What really struck my heart was when we prayed. If someone thought another needed to be prayed for, we prayed. While I was exiting the shelter, I saw small groups gathered and talking about their faith.
The next day we woke up bright and early for a day of hard work. We went to a food pantry and sorted bread into bags. Next, we went across the street for some HARD CORE organizing (clothes mostly). The hardest part was carrying the bags up the stairs to the closet. It was really fun to see the pile of bags grow and grow as you went on. I loved doing hard work because it made me feel the power of God. Not only will children and families be grateful, but I actually DID something about it. I didn’t just give it away.
Jesus has really touched me these past days, and I plan to carry the lessons on for the rest of my life.
