Blessing BOX

This morning, Blessing BOX's Facebook page featured images of its pantry at different times of day, proof it's being used. Also proof it's being stocked by others not directly connected with the project. I remember how great that proof felt. We all know people are in need but struggle with faith in those same people. Or with faith that anyone cares enough to respond to that need at personal cost of time or money or effort. Yes. I remember.

This morning also, I got a call from someone asking about a mutual friend of ours who's been absent from social media for some time now. I explained her family is selling its home, and the transaction became complicated--that, likely, my friend, being sensitive and stressed, was limiting exposure to the negativity EVERYWHERE on social media. I can't say I blame her. People across the political spectrum can seem so mean. of the reasons why the Blessing BOX post was a blessing to me this morning. At the macro-level, it may be hard to see, but locally, people do have faith in other people. People re-affirm that faith. Next time you need proof, check out what The Van's doing in Central Arkansas. Its mission is "to locate and love our unsheltered, homeless neighbors," and its motto is "No rules. No apologies. Just help." People are wonderful.

Post-______, What Will We Do?

Last night, my home church, Good Shepherd Lutheran, hosted an ecumenical evening of Prayer and Worship in Light of Orlando. The sanctuary was full of people seeking strength, consolation, reconciliation, peace, etc. in the wake of the worst mass shooting in US history, an evil motivated by hatred of the LGBTQ community. Today, I don’t feel strong, consoled, reconciled, or peaceful about what happened. But I do feel grateful and proud that GSLC intentionally provided a space for people to be together, to feel the power and potential of loving community. I also acknowledge it had to be the spirit’s work that GSLC would wrestle with our welcome statement, full-inclusion, and ultimately become Reconciling in Christ BEFORE Orlando so that last night we could be that space. 

We still have work to do. Only a person who attended Sunday night’s vigil at St. Paul’s Episcopal AND St. James’ vigil almost a year ago post-Charleston would be aware of the vast local support for our LGBTQ brothers and sisters over our Black brothers and sisters. Nearly all the people at St. James were members of that church. Only a handful of us were white. I won’t attempt to unpack all that. I will ask the question, post-Orlando, post-Charleston, what will we do now to love our neighbor?


Feed Communities

Yesterday afternoon I sat down with Kayla Norbash, Food Access Program Manager at Feed Communities. I shared a bit about the LFP. Then, Kayla shared a bit about Feed Communities, and I'm so grateful I got to learn more about it. At all levels, Feed Communities supports and expands local food systems. Feed Communities also has its own great programs: Farm to Preschool, Plant A Row, cooking classes, community gardens and food access initiatives, and--my favorite--The Ozarkansas Tool Library; those with a Fayetteville Public Library card can "check out" a tiller, and the organization just acquired its first mower! It's good to know this passionate, creative group of people works daily on addressing food insecurity in NWA.

If you'd like to learn more about Feed Communities, check out its website. (Follow the arrow or link below.) And if you, too, are concerned that one in four in NWA are food insecure, from its website, register for Feed Community's "Health and Hunger in NWA" conference. I'll be there!

This Is Happening

Another thing I might write about a lot is music. And LCD Soundsystem is a favorite, so, yes, "This Is Happening." What I mean by that is a flurry of activity organized around getting additional LFP sites up and running. One of those is The Little Free Pantry-Little Rock, which I've referenced. (Follow the arrow.) Like their page. Want to do one better? Share their page. The more people reached, the broader the potential impact of the project.

In seemingly-unrelated-yet-tangential news...HRC. You all can't see my Facebook page metrics but probably wouldn't be surprised to know 88% of those who have "liked" my page are women. I know more women use Facebook, but it niggled. So I reached out about it to someone doing anti- hunger work professionally. Her words, "And amen on the women in anti- hunger work!!! It's lady-powered like nothing else." Last night HRC became the presumptive nominee of the Democratic party, and we won't fix food inequity without lady power.

First Post

Developing the LFP website. Something I've never done before. Continually amazed at this relatively small box's expansiveness.

When I was a kid, the Narnia books were my favorite. The LFP is my wardrobe. It's also my House of Leaves. In grad school I devoured Mark Danielewski's debut novel as the Navidson's home devoured book characters. HOL is both a horror story and a love story; the LFP project scares me, and I love it (both being scared and the project itself).

I also love books and might write about them a lot. If you didn't guess, The Little Free Pantry project was inspired by Little Free Libraries, and I'm grateful to them for being another wardrobe for so many.

It's Summer. Let's read!