Blog Posts from November, 2018
Thanksgiving Memories
I think Thanksgiving must be a difficult time for those who feel bereft or abandoned. I remember my first Thanksgiving prayer with the children at the Soup Kitchen nearly 20 years ago. Brother Ray and I had worked hard to promote prayers of gratitude among the children. One distraught 9-year-old girl shouted out, “I ain’t thankful for anything. I don’t even know who my daddy is.” Her pain stayed with me for a long, long time—but eventually, her life got better and she often expressed words of gratitude.
Fall garden ceremony
It’s the end of the growing season at Earthworks Urban Farm, a program of the Capuchin Soup Kitchen.