Morning Coffee And A Little Faith
Wednesday, February 24th, 2010by Jen

Some days are harder than others.
For some reason when the rain returns after a glimpse of sunlight it seems a little darker than if we just had a few rainy ones in a row. You need that morning coffee to kick in a little harder those days.
Reading the headlines of the paper there doesn’t seem to be much in the way of uplifting news. Budget cuts, another round of teacher pink slips, and an unrelenting concern for profit juxtaposed with a disappointing negligence toward our country’s everyday people.
As one can imagine, working in the fundraising department of a non-profit during these times is an emotional and logistical challenge. It is my job, however, to keep faith. And I must say, I am in a pretty good place for that. At St. Anthony’s I am surrounded by people keeping faith and having hope that it may be dark today, but there will be light. Our staff, guests, supporters and neighborhood friends are all amazing reminders, and believers.
As so many know and have been touched by the gratitude expressed by our guests, I too am thankful that there is a mission and movement that I can be a part of to keep faith and remember the sunnier days ahead.
It is good to dream, but it is better to dream and work. Faith is mighty, but action with faith is mightier. Desiring is helpful, but work and desire are invincible. –Thomas Robert Gaines

Ed. Note: This entry was written by Noah, a junior at University of San Francisco. Noah’s role is to help coordinate the service-learning program for his peers who serve with St. Anthony Foundation:
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Reno D. and friends just donated almost 8,000 pounds of turkey, along with a cash donation. Happy Holidays, Reno!
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Brad Hatton is a realtor who signs ASL and works primarily with deaf clients. He also volunteered at St. Anthony Foundation. Here are some of his thoughts about it.
