Ten

“You feed me every week, so I just want to make sure you use this to feed other people who might need it.”

Then he was gone.

Looking down at my hand, I opened my fingers to reveal the worn and courageous ten dollar bill; a piece of paper that could have traveled the world but ended up here, in my palm.

This is why we do it, I thought, not because it makes us feel good but because it creates a paradigm shift in the way we understand human relationships.

Someone we serve– here at MACC– is now serving. Someone we help, is now helping.

Ten dollars feeds a family of two or three people for a week. In plain language: one man is now feeding three.

This is a beautiful reality that accompanies stories of trials and fears. People with worn-out shoes or worn-down hearts not only get back on their feet at MACC, but they begin to tend to the others around them. Part of being a functioning member of society is the ability and willingness to take care of those around you. The virus of true community becomes contagious when both the rich and poor respond to the needs around them by saying, “You feed me, now I will feed.”

So, thank you, sir for showing us what matters most and what meeting needs really looks like on the deepest level. You’ve said more with your ten dollars than many of us could say with ten thousand.

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