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Heart of Hope

For $350 plus postage your purchase will provide

❤️A day and a night for 2 people in a  Dallas homeless shelter

❤️3 meals each

❤️2 hygiene kits

❤️2 haircuts

❤️2 care management appointments


Plus your own personalized Heart.

Heart of Hope

The Why

This Heart Of Hope family project started on Christmas Eve when we were driving home after our Christmas Pageant. That night I was the proud mum of 2 eager shepherds who had joined in the retelling of the Nativity. After it was over, the candles were blown out, costumes removed, coats zipped and we were ready to head home to set out our stockings for Father Christmas, oh, I’m British by the way!


We were buzzing and we were full; full with warm and cozy Christmas chemicals released from singing our favorite carols in the candle light and we were buzzing with excitement for Christmas morning.


We jumped into the car, and Granny and I were sharing our ‘well done’s to our little shepherds. We started to discuss hopes of what Father Christmas might bring and I was sharing my hope that Father Christmas was going to bring all the lost odd socks and Tupperware lids safely home. That night, when we turned the corner,  we all became aware of a darkness surrounded us. This darkness was not the warm cozy darkness we had felt earlier when we were holding our candles, this darkness was different, and it was uncomfortable.


On the left and right, as we drove by, we saw what appeared to be piles of large bundles of material, but in fact it was real people, sleeping on the hard, cold ground. Six months ago, our church had moved next to a homeless shelter, right in the heart of downtown Dallas. So this was not a new scene to us, but somehow leaving church this night, it felt different. Off we went knowing that only good things were ahead of us; food, presents, family, love, joy and generosity. But those we were driving past did not have those same things to look forward to.


And so the conversations started- I feel so guilty, I feel sad that they are sleeping on the streets tonight. I feel bad that I get to have so many toys and gifts. It’s not fair that I get to have a big dinner tomorrow and lastly the hardest- why mummy?


How can you communicate the complexities of this juxtaposition, this uncomfortable scene of life in that very moment? How can you explain this to a 9 year old ‘fairness monitor’ and to a 7 year old ‘ soft hearted observer’? How can you explain how our 2 worlds collide and sit side by side on what should be the most magical night of the year?


It is from wrestling with this question that the idea of a Heart of Hope was born. Together with the boys, we kept on talking and came up with an idea to create four hearts to sell. It’s a drop in the ocean, let’s face it, let’s be honest here, a mere nothing in the huge picture of homelessness …but it’s something. 


Each heart is beautiful, individually, personal and unique. Sewn together with antique fabric from aged and marked napkins, laces that had once been designed to beautify a handkerchief or collar on a dress, and buttons that have lost their friends. All of these items are no longer used or needed, they had been discarded. So why use them? To be a symbol of Hope- what is hope in this situation, it’s the daring belief in transformation, in redemption, in restoration, in nothing being too old, too marked, too alone to be recreated into beauty.


Why the butterfly crafted on each heart? It’s a creature that lives, crawls on one ecosystem but after 2 weeks of total darkness, is reborn into another, reborn to fly. Why the poem and the picture ? Because the voice of a Fairness Monitor, and the beat of a Soft Hearted Observer need to be expressed. And why the cost? This Valentines, those partaking are choosing to give to people they will never meet, who have stories that they will never know, but have humanity and dignity all the same. This money is going to a homeless shelter in the heart of the city that is looking to be a place of refuge and a bridge between one world and the next.


As I’ve sewn I’ve pondered and I’ve prayed. I’ve been saddened, I’ve felt helpless in the face of this enormous situation and I’ve wept. You know some did not want to uproot our happy church to this part of the city and I understand that. But for me, I’ve realised that the biggest fear in moving our church downtown has not been the fear of my own safety, nor the fear of strangers but the biggest fear and danger of all- desensitisation. The fear that my heart would get use to it, Sunday after Sunday, that I would no longer be shocked or bothered as we head to our family home for lunch. I fear that after a awhile, I would push these uncomfortable feelings down and down, lower and lower so that I don’t feel them anymore. 


In that place of compassion and empathy, I would start to pour judgement or condemnation or self righteousness on these fellow humans because I can’t handle the fact that it’s happening and I feel powerless to help. Mostly I fear that I stop asking the same questions as the Fairness Monitor and the Soft Hearted Observer.


So yes this Heart of Hope is hope for those who have come to the end of

themselves but actually it’s about our own Hearts of Hope, hope to keep seeing,

hope to keep feeling and hope for still believing in change.


Thank you for reading this family journey. 


If you are interested in a Heart of

Hope message me. 

For $350 plus postage your purchase will provide


❤️A day and a night for 2 people in  a Dallas homeless shelter

❤️3 meals each

❤️2 hygiene kits

❤️2 haircuts

❤️2 care management appointments

Plus your own personalized Heart.


Many thanks,

The Larlee family

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