Last week here in Savannah, an apartment complex caught fire, and before it was over, twenty-one units were completely destroyed.
That is a staggering amount of people who left home that day not knowing that they were going to lose everything they didn’t take with them to work or school, or wherever they were going.
Soon I began to see posts all over Facebook from people who had lost their place to live, people who had friends and family members who suddenly had nothing but the clothes on their backs.
And the flurry began.
“Be specific!” “What size shoes?” “Do the kids need school uniforms?” “What kind of toys do they like?” “How can we help?”
There were people running all over town like little elves, and even people from out-of-town who were mailing boxes of clothes and household items.
I was once again totally amazed by the human race.
For all the political and religious “debates” and comments and bad news that I regularly see on Facebook, let me just say that when I shared that some of my friends needed help, not one person asked me, “Did they vote for Obama?” or “Are they for or against abortion?”
Nobody mentioned or questioned how these people felt about gay marriage, or even asked if they were gay or not.
Nobody asked me if they were church goers or which church they attend.
All anybody asked me was, “What do they need and how can I get it to them?”
For those of you who came through and helped my friends, Heather and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
We thank everyone who helped anyone, and there are a lot of you out there, because I watched it all on my news feed.
Yes, as it turns out, Facebook and Spirituality can go hand in hand sometimes.