I don’t often talk about what I do in the shelter, because I don’t want to sound like I am tooting my own horn. I very strongly believe that one gives of one’s self, not to be congratulated by others, but because to serve others and to help those less fortunate is the correct thing to do.

I wrote about it though, in order to see if I could inspire some of my readers to try doing similar projects in their own parts of the world.

We never know how large an effect small actions we take can have. But even just cooking dinner for someone who is feeling low can ripple out and really make a difference in a person’s outlook. It is a reminder to them that they are worthy, that they are loved and that there are those of us out there who care about them. Sometimes, that little bit is what can really help them pick themselves up, dust themselves off and move forward in life.

You are welcome, Jessica. I can’t do much to help you gain patience in letting dough rise enough, except to say, it is rewarded in the result of fantastic bread.

Good luck with your further baking adventures.

Goddess, cover us with Your wings;
In that good place let us find,
The peace that safety brings;
The strength of the single mind.

Let it be so.