By Penny Appleby
Looking at their faces, I would wonder about their lives and what led them to this place. The faces were white, black, brown, young and old. At times I would be taken aback—a young teenage girl all alone. Other times, watching the young kids playing ball or shooting hoops, I forgot for a while that this was not just a usual family gathering.
Over the several years that I have participated in Family Promise, I remember seeing the same families—mother and children, father and children or whole family—and it was good to see the progress that they were making.
There is something about sharing a meal that is a great leveler; each person is granted dignity and conversation can be very natural. Sometimes because of their work schedule, we were only able to eat with some of the participants, and we would leave plates for the others to eat when they could. In any case, the ones who came were very appreciative.
I can only imagine how many others are out there the Family Promise program would benefit, but I’m humbled by being able to participate in FUMC’s faithfulness to those who can come.