Daughter at the soup kitchen

My daughter loves to message me when she is on the train. Today's exchange is more interesting than usual. She was at a soup kitchen earlier in the morning as a volunteer. An eye opening experience for her. Very good!

I don't know who provided the veggies. They look good on top of the basket but below it was real nasty. This evening she told me she wouldn't do it even if for thousands for dollars but then she was there to help and believed in what she was doing.

Mother Teresa once said for a million bucks she wouldn't want to care for lepers, but for Christ, yes.