Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Keep reaching out to the world to give back what God has so graciously given us

Cherie Finkbeiner (center) was one of the chaperones
on the St. David's Youth pilgrimage to the
Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York.

By Cherie Finkbeiner

Four or five years ago I was watching Oprah -- yes, I said Oprah. The kids came home from school storming in to the house happy, educated for the day, and hungry. I heard,  “What’s there to eat mom?” I yelled, “look in the fridge, there are plenty of snacks and left overs”. As my kids proceeded to nourish their already well-nourished bodies I settled back in to catch the latest new thing I thought I would see on Oprah.

The show that day, instead of being about that latest, greatest fad, piece of electronics or pop idol, dealt with a newsman who went to Africa to film about the devastation of not having money for medicine, food, water and basic freedoms.  While he was in a village, he came upon people digging a hole and asked what it was for.  Through a translator he was told it was for the young 14-year-old girl lying on the ground, scarcely moving, big eyes open with flies all around her.  She was barely alive.  Her skin clearly was keeping her bones warm because there was not an ounce of fat on them and she had the look of one moving on to the next realm.

The reporter wanted the nurse to come give her a shot, some water and soup.  They said no, she was going to die within the half-hour.  He and his crew moved to the next town because he could not stay there to watch her die.  When they arrived back at the village, five hours later, the girl was still alive.  The reporter paid the doctors to give the girl one shot of vitamins, feed her some broth and water.  She rallied and when she was well enough he brought her and her siblings to the US.  She walked on stage, 24 years old having just graduated from college and beautiful.  I cried because I knew there is no way she should be alive except for divine intervention, the grace of God and a man who had compassion in his heart, he spoke up, he did something small.

So now you say, what does that story have to do with St. David’s stewardship? It is our calling to help feed and care for those who are in need; the members of St. David’s do it well.  We have many organizations that we give our time to help those who are hungry and starving.  We may not see people digging graves for people next to where they are dying, but we see countless people in the streets of Syracuse, at the Samaritan Center, the Rescue Mission, countless food pantry’s. Organizations like CROP Walk and on a smaller scale FM-JD Meals on Wheels help to alleviate that hunger.

Crop Walk, which we just finished participating in, not only helps to feed people in Africa and around the world, but also benefits organizations here in our own city.  St. David’s is known for its hospitality and I applaud the hospitality we show outside our doors. I am not only grateful to God for the food he sends to nourish me, my family and friends, but I am also aware of those who don’t enjoy the nourishment myself and others so easily receive. This year the girls raised over $200 dollars for CROP Walk and it was heartwarming to know that many of you helped them do it.  Watch out we’re shooting for $500 next year.

As I stated before, much of the money we raise here at Crop Walk stays here in Central New York.  One of the beneficiaries is FM-JD Meals on Wheels.  The Meals on Wheels organization plays a big part in making sure those who cannot get meals themselves are fed.  Most are elderly, but some are not.  Some can be people recovering from illness like one of our parishioners has or someone recovering from an accident.  The MOW’s drivers may be the only people our clients see for the day, so not only do we provide nourishment, but we also provide company and reassurance for family members.
The board of the JD-FM Meals on Wheels includes St. David's parishioners Cherie Finkbeiner (second from right)
and Bill Sheldon (fifth from left, in front)
Food, hospitality, friendship, a sense of belonging, a chance to help, that is what St. David’s has brought me.  We are small, but as with that young girl, it only took one person to reach out, speak out, say something.  Whether it is Communion, First Friday Dinner, Soul Friends, Coffee hour, our wonderful outreach to the community, St. David’s reaches out and touches many people in many ways.  I am grateful to be part of this community and as you have touched me, I try to reach out in those small ways to make a difference.  Your contributions to St. David’s will help us all to keep reaching out to the world to give back what has so graciously been given to us by God. 

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