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busyness, children, community, compassion, food insecurity, God, hunger, prayer, privilege, stories, story, summer, volunteer
This week my older daughter and I volunteered with a local agency that is providing weekday meals to children in our community experiencing food scarcity. These are children who qualify for free lunch during the school year, but when school is out of session, lose their one steady source of food for most of the week. On our volunteer day, we packed about 260 meals – including a protein-packed sandwich, juice, fruit, a salty snack, and a homemade cookie.
As the smell of those freshly baked cookies wafted from the brown paper bags, I found myself wondering about the countless details of these children. In that mass of children spread around our county, I wondered how they were getting the food from those drop-off points, knowing that many of their care providers likely work during the day. I wondered if they took joy in the unknown contents of their bag, or if those five items felt rote for them after a summer of brown bags. I wondered if they had siblings or friends also receiving bags and whether they traded food items like my kid does sometimes at school. I wondered if a temporarily filled belly eased any emotional strain they may be experiencing without the socialization of school.
Wondering about those 260 stories was an important reminder to me of how irregularly I see the world as God does and instead get lost in my own slice of the world. As I juggle transportation of children, writing the next sermon, facilitating a church meeting, and planning meals, I totally lose the stories of those who struggle with those basic things I take for granted. I think that is why I longed so much to know at least some of the stories of those children – so that I might more tangibly be mindful of the wideness of our community and those God loves that I have the privilege to be unconcerned about most days.
I wonder what stories you have been missing lately. Who in your community have you forgotten – not out of malice or lack of generosity, but more out of the busyness of life? Whose stories might help you see your family members and coworkers with a bit more compassion? What stories might make you view politics a bit differently or impact where you give your time and resources? My prayer for you is that you seek those stories this week – and that those stories find you.
This weekend my parish is hosting its annual Fall Festival. Like any major event, there is a flutter of activity and anxiety about making the event a success – both for the tangible results of raising money for the parish and our outreach efforts, but also for the satisfaction of seeing months of labor come to fulfilling fruition. Consequently, the St. Margaret’s campus is a bit different this week. There are many more people on the campus, a lot more activity around the church, and the grounds have been beautifully transformed as we prepare for our guests.
Seeking and Serving 