I walked into their sweltering hot, cinderblock home that had nothing but dirt floors. Immediately my senses were on overdrive. The large gathering of multiple generations who happily knew this as home, were laughing and talking all in rapid fire Spanish. The air was filled with this beautiful aroma of spices; it was beckoning me to the kitchen. And there were little niños who embraced my hands and clung to my legs as I made my way through the house.
“Hola Padre!” said the matriarch as I entered her bustling kitchen. “I’ve brought chicken!” was my exuberant greeting to Maria… and the look on her face, and that of everyone else in the crowded kitchen, said it all. Their overwhelming gratitude was beyond humbling. Meat was not a regular staple for these folks. It was an economic choice for this family, not conscious objection.
Every time in church when I would tell them I would like to come by for a visit, the response was always the same… “We will make a meal!” To which I always responded, “Absolutely not necessary.” But they did as promised, and made what they could with what they had, and with gladness they celebrated my visits. This family was the incarnational experience of the Gospel story of the widow’s mite (Mark 12: 41-44 / Luke 12: 1-4).
A week and a half after our ECMN Convention, I am blown away by the countless stories of how folks are working on Ending Hunger in Minnesota. I continue to hear the words of our Convention keynote speaker, Rob Zeaske, “Hunger is the most solvable problem in Minnesota.”
What I am proudly witnessing thus far is that ECMN is rolling up our collective sleeves and going to make Ending Hunger in Minnesota a reality! Blessings on your long term efforts! Blessings on your new endeavors! Blessings on the new missional partnerships you are establishing! We can do this, Episcopal Church in Minnesota!