We no longer live in the land of milk and honey

But we still have clean water, fresh air, and each other.

I continue coming up with meals from the pantry and freezer. Shampoos, lotions, and gels keep popping out of the hall closet, while TheGirl locates hair care products in a forgotten medicine cabinet. I am pleased with how we are using up resources we didn't know we had.

I've been thinking about a headline a friend crafted, "what would you spare for change?" The webpage tells of a group of guys from a dorm committing together to raise money for a building fund. Spare change became a bankroll.

I have read, "can you spare some change?" "Do you have spare change." "Change to spare."

But her thought captivates me. It's chewy. What am I willing to give, give up, or do to bring about change? to influence change. For personal growth. For someone else. Or the reverse thought, what would I hold on to, grasp so tightly, that all remains status quo.

Then I read about some women from Lincoln, Nebraska, who call themselves, The Acts of Random Kindness. They meet monthly to select an individual or group to help. Each member donates $20 with the host adding $30. "The $250 is then sent with a note, 'From 12 women who care.'"

What a doable thing. But some woman, probably like my friend, the headline writer, decided to call her friends and spare some time, some thought, some coffee, some cash.

For change.

Thanks friend.