You who dwell in the garden with friends in attendance,let me hear your voice.
Song of Songs 8:13
We were involved in a project to deliver food parcels to needy elderly folk living in the district. We loaded up the car and map in hand off we went.
Most people accepted their parcels gratefully although one complained that it wasn’t as big as last year whilst another moaned about “all that rich food”. One couple indignantly said they didn’t need charity hand outs from some posh do-gooder in a fancy car. They had worked hard all their lives for what that had – which apart from two spotlessly clean if a little shabby rooms - was not very much. The one who stays in my mind, though, was the old chap who took his parcel gratefully but said: “I am never going to eat all this! Will you stay for a bit, we can have a chat and you can share it with me? There is no one else now Elsie’s gone.” Of course we couldn’t stay as we had 50 more parcels to deliver and it was the week before Christmas and you know how busy that gets. Anyway we didn’t really know him, did we? So we made our apologies and left to continue our charitable deliveries.
That was 43 years ago but the story still remains in my memory. I wonder why.
Anyway, what would you have done?
Peter is a father and a grandfather who has been retired from full time work for a number of years