Kitty G. (A Guest Blog)

Feb 24, 2011 // by Rick Dancer // Blog // 1 Comment

A friend and I were talking at lunch the other day. I was telling him my story about Marge Urgo, from Florence. Some of you may have read it.

http://rickdancer.com/purpose-driven…-or-perhaps-it’s-just-a-putt/

Anyway, as we were talking Anthony told me “Rick, you have just inspired me to do something God’s been telling me to do.”
Here’s Anthony’s story.
It’s called Kitty G.

So with a nudge from God I had this crazy idea of reaching out to a few residents at Olive Plaza – the 12 story, low-income senior housing across the street from the bus station. I really didn’t know how or what I was looking for but with the help of one of the workers there the idea was put forth and 2 residents were interested in receiving some help – in particular transportation needs and a letter writer for one dealing w/Macular Degeneration. So, let me introduce you to Kitty G. She doesn’t see very well but she has a heart of gold and loves to visit. This crazy idea I had was really something for my congregants to engage in so I thought. But to cut to the chase this one had my name written all over it. Once a week or twice a month I am going to write letters and postcards for Kitty. Not my words, hers! She is willing to trust me enough to allow her to share her deepest thoughts with her friends, most of who live in Florida, where she lived most of her life and sang with the Sweet Adeline’s chorus group. And so today we did just that – 3 postcards and a letter. As we were wrapping things up Kitty asked me if she was keeping me from my “pastoral duties.” I responded that if she was o.k. With it this was my “pastoral duty.” She remarked something about how easy it is to give money and material things but to give of one’s time was a precious commodity. I think I’m getting the better end of the deal! And so here we go. My fingers and right hand cramped up a bit as I do more typing that handwriting. But I think I like this crazy idea of helping one of our seniors in town – a perfect stranger – a stranger no more. She’s become one of my friends! Come to think of it, I like these crazy ideas that pop up once in a while.
Anthony