Our church has a "Chicken Soup Hotline". It's a group of people who are available to make meals for families in need. In the past we've received meals when our daughter passed away, when babies were born, when we were really busy with foster care. We were so busy with D's hospitalization, that we didn't actually tell a lot of people at church what was going on - we just weren't attending like we regularly do, and when we were there, it was more in and out. But the word did get out, and the Chicken Soup coordinator called me last week, and we received meals over the weekend. It just feels like a great big hug! Incredible. Nothing terribly fancy, just cooked with love food. I think it actually was more helpful to have these first couple of days that D was home. We'll start to cook for ourselve tomorrow's supper, but I am so greatful for our chicken soupers, who shared their talents and God's love with us! :)
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