Viewing entries posted in February 2014
I smile at a new picture of my niece and nephews on Facebook. They're with their mom at Chick-fil-A.
It seems normal to me. It's hard to admit, but if I'm honest? Most of the time I don't think about the fact that there are probably kids their age down the street... who will go to bed hungry tonight. While other kids are excited for the weekend, they will wonder what they're going to eat without the school lunch to count on. I can't imagine what it feels like to hear your precious 2 year old say she's hungry, and not be able to meet that need. There are a lot of people in Northwest Arkansas who don't have to imagine it. Because they're living it...
“Your taxes are ready to file, Mr. Jones, you are going to get $3,000 back this year!” Those are words we love to hear! A tax refund!
The question is, “What should I do with my refund this year?”
Sharathon 2014 is coming up March 18th-21st, and we need your help to make it happen!
It takes a lot of people to pull Sharathon together. Imagine -- several thousand phone calls over a few days on 10 phone lines. Plus, a prayer room with at least one person scheduled to pray during every hour of the event! That's why KLRC relies on our amazing volunteers to make Sharathon a success!
Welcome to the new KLRC.com! We've updated literally everything about KLRC's online services, and we're super excited to finally unveil these upgrades!
Check out the list below to learn about all the new features our new website, online stream, and mobile apps are bringing to you.
You don't have to try so hard. I know sometimes you think you do. There's a place inside that worries if you let up for even just a little while that it may all fall apart, that you may fall apart.
But here's the secret: you don't have to hold yourself, your life, this world together. That's far too much for any of us.
The day of my first visit to Loving Choices is an uncharacteristically cold day for Northwest Arkansas. Then again, that has been pretty normal this winter. I pull into the small parking lot behind the house, just a few blocks away from the campus of the University of Arkansas. I had heard a lot about this place, and I am anxious to see it for myself.
A volunteer is waiting for me at the door with a warm smile. She shows me a few of the rooms while I wait for the person I am meeting with. "You came in the back door, but this is where the clients would normally first come in." I look around at the entryway and waiting area, beautifully and thoughtfully decorated, and again I'm struck by the warmth. I can imagine what a relief it would be for a woman in crisis to walk through the door and be wrapped up in that warmth. To be reassured with every interaction, whether with a receptionist, a nurse, or a counselor… that this is a safe place.