Storing Hope

Stories about love to restore hope in people's hearts


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Serving on thanksgiving

On Thanksgiving Day, my friends and I went to the community dinner in Bandon City. Every year we go to sing for the people and serve them. I had a wonderful time with people. Each individual was unique in a special way. Serving people is a way of expressing our love with others.

I served a man who is 92 years old; I spent some time talking with him, about the importance serving people. He agreed, and gave me an example, that serving is the way of bringing togetherness with others. I saw people I met there last year, and it was good to see them again. Bandon has a great community spirit.

Here are some pictures of my friends and me singing for the people and serving people on thanksgiving.

Enjoy,

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Sharing with others

Sharing the cows with people in the community

When I was in Uganda I used to live in the city and I owned some my cows in the village. My plan was to butcher a cow each year to sell the meat for money I needed. But something happened to change my plan.

At Christmas season it was hard for people who are living in the village to celebrate their Christmas, because they didn’t have money to buy meat. At that season things are expensive, it’s a challenge for people. They want to celebrate Christmas with their families, but they can’t afford to buy meat.

I didn’t feel happy selling my meat for money, even though I needed the money, while my neighbors were suffering. I decided to share my cow with those people who can’t buy meat on Christmas.

I went to the village and invited people in the community to come and share my cow together to make sure that they are also happy. I had my own bills to pay, but I decided to make people happy instead of selling the cow and getting money for my own needs. All my neighbors came and got meat, even people I didn’t know came and I shared with them.

The whole village was happy. People were appreciating me, and sharing with me their happiness. People started being open and trusting me and they started sharing with me their personal stories.

I did the same the next year too and again, everyone was happy. When I moved to the USA I stopped doing it, but my friends and neighbors are still in my heart and I hope they are thinking about me too.

We can always share things. It doesn’t matter how little we have. Sharing is a way for our beloved ones to feel we love them.