Saturday, October 29, 2011

"Let them eat cake!"


We mean well, we really do, when we try to say nice things upon seeing the plight of others.  “Send them away so they can find something to eat, Master,” his followers told him, as if so many of them could find anything of substance in that wild country.

“Let them eat meat,” said Emperor Hui of ancient China, when hearing his poor subjects were short on rice.  And Queen Marie Antoinette is said to have expressed that famous line, “Let them eat cake,” on being informed French peasants were starving during a great famine, as if they could get their hands on enriched foods at a time when no food was attainable.

The response of the Master in that first story was to tell his followers they themselves were to provide food for the hungry.  Never mind that, in the ordinary, this was an impossible task.  But the Master was no ordinary thinker or doer.  He certainly was not one to let the obvious get in the way.

Our temptation, even in our best moments, is to judge the source of the need in others.  “Is his sickness his fault or his parents?” we ask, just as those same followers of old did.  “If you are out of work or are not rich, it’s your own fault,” our leaders echo.  Surely the poor and the sick and the lost are to be blamed for their own situation.

And even if they are? 

The Apostle Peter said it this way, “What I have I give you.”  No questions asked.

A man and his little son walked into our food pantry yesterday.  We were closed, our shelves waiting to be refilled this morning.  It was raining out and the two had gotten wet on their long walk, only adding to their plight.  The man started to explain.  “I lost my job two months ago and…” Sometimes people want someone to listen to their story.  In this case, he was trying to show just cause for his asking. 

“Never mind,” I said, “you can come back for more tomorrow.  For now, I’ll give you a few things to hold you over,” as I grabbed a loaf of bread, a can of stew, and a couple other items as well.  You don’t need to prove anything to me, I was thinking. 

According to one Chinese saying, “a person who has integrity and honor won’t accept food handed out in contempt.”  The story goes that a man passed by a beggar, looked down at him and with contempt threw him something to eat.  Looking up, the beggar smiled, not the way the benefactor had expected. 

The poor man said, “Sir, I am poor in my body, but not in my ethics.  I would be grateful so much if you would treat me the way you want to be treated – like a friend.  But since you treat me like that, you do not save me, because I would rather die.”

This benefactor probably thought that all he had accumulated was his own doing, much like the man in the parable who loved building bigger barns with which to hoard the work of his own hands.  Yet those who love God know that everything we have is a gift, not of our own making, but of divine love.  We, who really own or create nothing, are mere stewards of that impossible grace.

One of my all-time favorite passages in Scripture is the one where the writer says that when Jesus saw the multitudes, he had compassion on them.”  His first response was not to evaluate or to calculate or to postulate.  It was to have compassion.

How do we have compassion?  The Golden Rule is a good place to start.  Treat others as you wish to be treated.  Doing to others as you want them to do to you is a principle found among great teachings the world over.  The truth is we only understand compassion as we realize our need for compassion ourselves.  In the end, we learn to give, not out of our bounty, but out of our lack.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A faith network for Cully


Had one of those evenings last night that came off very satisfying.  As friends, we’d been itching to convene people of faith to see if we could take our efforts at providing emergency food and clothing to the next level in Cully neighborhood.  Could we ramp up our endeavors in development while building on our record of relief?  Could we provide people in need jobs and training, creating jobs even, in addition to offering free food and used clothing?

Cully is a wonderfully demographically diverse neighborhood of some 13,000 souls.  One out of five residents are foreign-born, a fair representation from five continents.  At the multicongregationally-supported Northeast Emergency Food Program (NEFP), we display signs in nine languages as over half of our thousands of clients are non-native English speakers.

Yet the eastern end of Cully is one of those economically depressing parts of the city, neglected by city and county.  While the west end gentrifies, the east end languishes. Census Tract 76 in the east sports a rate of 38% at or below the federal poverty line.

And here we sit – our faith-based emergency food and clothing program – right in the middle of this Cully East End.  Northeast 72nd Avenue, a narrow street with no sidewalks for our clients on foot, divides one mostly white tract with one of the lowest median incomes in the city from another with a slightly more prosperous demographic and majority non-white.

Annexed late by Portland, Cully remains an odd network of potholed, undeveloped and privately owned streets providing form for randomly-sized lots ranging from barely sustainable to small plantation.  On the one hand, the neighborhood evokes a small-town, even rural pristine natural feel.  On the other, it remains neglected by some of the most basic of city utilities, transportation services and retail outlets, its most thriving business centered in the triangle residents would prefer to see burned to the ground.

There are some very good stirrings in Cully – a “Main Street” rezoning project and a drive to eradicate the neighborhood of its most infamous blight at the triangle.  The area has an active neighborhood association and some very engaged citizens who have successfully campaigned for a much improved Cully Boulevard, a new as-yet-undeveloped park, and a new community garden.  Meanwhile, its schools are coming alive with reform-minded leadership. 

The faith community has a presence as well, with a scattering of churches, and representation in key civic posts.  But by and large, faith makes a weak presentation in this public square.  What houses of worship exist are often small and struggling, making little dent in a world fast changing and far too bewildering for many of the faithful to comprehend, let alone influence.

Even so, there are very good signs that this sub-community is stirring with fresh vision and passion.  I met with a handful of such faith people last night in the fellowship hall of Grace Presbyterian Church, a quasi-town hall for the Cully Association of Neighbors’ monthly gatherings.  Our group was much more modest in size.  We filled one round table.  But what we lacked in numbers we more than made up for in creative vision.

The meeting, convened by the Ecumenical Ministries of Oregon (EMO), was attended by a total of eight, one of those one-year-old Micah, of Mosaic Church, our good-natured canary-in-the-mine who let us know when it was a decent hour to adjourn.  On the other end of the age scale was another good-natured fellow, Andy, who has resided in Cully for 55 of his 88 years.  Andy came representing Luther Memorial Lutheran Church, home to NEFP. 

I looked around the table and recognized a Pentecostal (me), Evangelicals, Andy the Lutheran, and a Roman Catholic.  Numbered in this small gathering were a union laborer, an entrepreneur, clergy, a retiree, and students.  What drew us together was a common belief that faith has something significant to say in a neighborhood high in chronic unemployment, low median income, questionable or non-existing enterprises, and lots of children deserving a fighting chance at a decent future.

Together we account for a significant amount of relief work in Cully and beyond.  NEFP alone serves half a million pounds of food and 50,000 articles of used clothing to some 11,000 unduplicated clients each year.  The Society of St. Vincent de Paul and local congregations also carry out a good deal of care.  We also are at the forefront of numerous efforts at food sustainability, health and wellness, micro-enterprise development, and neighborhood transformation.

The key word in that last paragraph is together.  That was something we were doing for the first time last night, coming together as Cully people of faith and identifying what we were doing separately and how we could move forward corporately.  Concerns identified included:
  •   immigration issues 
  • lack of employment and economically sustainable work 
  • language barriers
  • the need for personal advocacy in banking and health
  • healthy, affordable and culturally appropriate food
  • available and affordable transportation
  • skill training
  • zoning changes to foster community-serving businesses
  • a community center for children
Far from discouraged by the overwhelming needs, we left energized.  As a group we are determined to continue the dialog, to explore what more we can do to take our commitment to serve those in need to the next level, and to be a stronger voice in the public forum for change for the better in Cully neighborhood.

If you’d like to join the discussion and get involved in this Cully faith network, email me at nefp@emoregon.org or leave a message for me at the NEFP office at 503-802-7384.