Giving why does it matter?
Today, I finally got my act together sufficiently to set up a monthly donation to the Reno Gospel Mission.
John and I have been attracted…called…is a better way to say it, I think, to help those who have derailed-most because of alcohol and or drug abuse, we have learned.
For a few years, we spent some time learning about the folks who lived in what was called “tent city”in Reno. Although I am in no way an expert on the complex problem of homelessness, I have learned a lot and have, therefore, came to some conclusions about how I feel I can help.
For me, it is in support of the Reno Gospel Mission.
I have learned enough to persuade me that the fundamental problem of homelessness lies in drug and alcohol addiction. Because they have a program based on sobriety, work and faith, I have committed to monthly support of the Reno Gospel Mission. And I have come to believe that handing out cash to addicts is not only irresponsible but may be close to evil-whether the check comes from me or from the government.
When I finished filling out the Gospel Mission on-line form they asked if there were someone to whom I dedicated the support and I typed in the names of my sister and her oldest daughter, both of whom died from drug and alcohol addictions.
As I did this, I cried.
I have no illusions that my gift will stop homelessness but I am somewhat startled by the pleasure this simple act had given me. And I hope that my gift gives pleasure to the sister and niece whom I could not help while they were alive.
To me- it matters to me.