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Soup Kitchen Families Connect with Flint Families

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Mothers and grandmothers at the Capuchin Soup Kitchen spent time last week writing letters of support and care to women in Flint.

“...I am writing to you to show my condolence to your families. I will support in every way that I can all of you in the Flint community. It is so sad that this crisis had to happen and so many people and children suffer. I have family in Flint and will be a supporter of all of you until the very end.”  (just one example)

The Children’s art therapy and creativity groups at the Capuchin Soup Kitchen also made beautiful pictures of support to children in Flint regarding their terrible struggle with toxic water.

Better to Light One Candle…

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It was late afternoon just before Christmas.  As the afternoon moved into dusk I was delivering some blankets to one of our large Rosa Parks families whose furnace had died. The streets were dark, empty and few street lights were shining. Likewise, there were very few homes remaining on these east side streets. On one street there was just a single house left. Amazingly, in the front window, a beautiful Christmas candle was glowing.

Capuchin Soup Kitchen Calendar

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Today a man, probably in his 40’s, approached me and asked me for a calendar. He was a fine man with a gentle spirit. I gave him a copy of our Capuchin Soup Kitchen calendar, and he expressed deep gratitude saying how artful the photos were. I asked if he had seen our calendar from the Capuchin Community Services in Milwaukee. I showed him a 2012 version saying it consisted mainly of portraits. He began looking at the photos and wanted to read each caption.

Driving out of His Rut

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Recently, a man in his middle 40’s stopped by to visit. He had some vacation time from his new job. I’ll call him Adam. He used to come in regularly and would often peddle store fliers to make a little money, and would quietly sit, day after day, as he waited for lunch. He seemed to have a lot of potential but was stuck in a rut. I began talking with him and found out he had some traffic tickets that needed addressing, but he had no way to pay them. His life was on hold. Working with a judge; I was able to help him get his legal and financial affairs in order.