The homeless

This morning I am going to Canada. First time with some members of our youth group. I printed out some instructions should we get separated. I have never gone from the temple myself. Perhaps we end up in the Pacific, handing out clothes like bread crumbs so that someone will find us eventually. My garage is full and that is good. Stuff that is not suitable goes to the Hispanic community through my Gladiolus. She loves to sort things for me. Naturally! Stuff that is not suitable for them goes in the trash. Yes, unfortunately, some people do not think as they discard stuff. The homeless have a dignity in front of God. We need to acknowledge that. Have I ever taken anything for myself? Only once and with permission. This couple - very wealthy - gave me sweaters, among them a lovely cashmere brown sweater. My joints love soft. So I went back to them and ask them if I could keep this item until I was ready to pass it on. They readily agreed.