We live across the street from one of the cleanest parks I've ever seen.
While this is a good thing, I found it a little disappointing in regards to my "year to serve". I thought for sure that living across the street from a public park would provide daily opportunities to pick up trash, etc.
For weeks Jovi and I walked the trails with no signs of trash. And then, one day, a half empty can of beer appeared! Excited about my find, I checked to make sure no cops were in sight (I didn't want to get caught with an open container!) and quickly picked up the can and threw it away in one of the nearby trash cans.
That's when I started to notice how many trash cans are in this small park. Tons!
Another week passed and then one day we came across another piece of trash, picked it up, and again threw it away in a nearby trash can.
It dawned on me that even though I wasn't doing a major clean up of the park, I was helping to keep it clean by picking up the one piece of trash in my path. And that maybe the reason it was so clean was that others were doing the same thing. Just one piece of trash, once a week or so, whenever one crossed their path. Which was made all the easier by so many convenient trash cans.
Maybe that's what serving is. Not waiting for some giant undertaking. But simply doing the one thing right in front of you.
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