As I remenisce the wondferful silent auction evening, I keep thinking to myself…
I am not worthy.
I say “I’m not worthy” not to play the martyr, but to show how blessed I am. We all want to help eachother…it’s in us. When we allow that part of us to shine, God takes over and miracles happen. I see this fundraising experience as a miracle because out of an idea…one idea…people joined to support someone in need. Most of the guests were friends and family–but some didn’t know us from a man on the moon. What an incredible thing! That’s why I say “I am not worthy.” Who is worthy of such outpouring kindness?
The night went perfectly. The weather, turnout, EVERYTHING went like clockwork. My mother and wife are mostly responsible. When you put heaping amounts of time and energy into something, good things happen. But even the most meticulously planned events have issues. Not ours. It was as though God took care of all the variables. There was a good mix of old and new friends, family and relatives. My Godfather who lives in Naples, Florida came as well as friends I hadn’t seen in years. I was especially touched by the Sisters of the Transfiguration who showed their support and provided insight into the adoption process.
As one guest put it—”if nuns show up then you know it (the party) is meant to be.” I had to laugh because I couldn’t agree more.
All told, about 100 people showed up–the cream of the crop. I say that because many of them (the majority) stayed till the end. Out of 70 items offered, only five remained when the bidding stopped.
(My hypnosis treatment was one of them. I guess the thought of Billy boy putting someone in a trance freaked out the masses)
65 out of 70 items sold! That’s amazing considering only a third of the people showed and that’s why I say “cream of the crop.” Had all 300 invitees attended, the outcome would be the same. Not to get all biblical on you, but it put me in mind of Jesus dividing the bread and fish. We had a huge hall fit for 300 guests, yet it never felt empty.
I can only recall one other time in my life (at my wedding) when I was so full of spirit/support/love. But this night was better. At the wedding, the enormity of the event swallowed me up and I retreated from the crowd instead of embracing them. This party was altogether different and I’m blessed to have been part of it.
Thanks everyone for supporting our journey! (There will be pictures of the night as soon as my nephew emails them to me)