Cookies

Twice a week I go to 2100, the Lutheran Metropolitan Ministry Men’s Shelter in Cleveland. On Wednesdays, my mother-in-law goes with me. She brings a big batch of homemade cookies and sets them on an overturned milk crate. Men walk by … take a cookie … some remark on the cookies they had when they had a home. Something there is about the gift of food … that a chocolate chip cookie can bring back recollections of better days … better times … of family, home and kids. It may be only a cookie … but there is great possibility in a homemade cookie.