Soup Kitchen September!

Dear friends,

Before time escapes me, I wanted to publish some reflections from my last month in Vermont, where I spent Tuesday and Friday mornings volunteering at a local soup kitchen called Loaves and Fishes.

Me, manning the dish-sink

As previously mentioned, I believe service is an encounter with God. Through service, through selfless acts of compassion and sacrifice, I believe Jesus Christ's redemptive love is further manifested in our lives and in the world.

Envisioning the challenges and experiences that lay before me over the next nine months, I have a tough time finding greater happiness than getting in the kitchen and preparing meals with beloved members of the Brattleboro community. Everyone in the kitchen volunteers their time to prepare, cook, clean, and serve.

First, serving at a soup kitchen reminds me of humility. Humility toward the abundant blessings of food and drink, the time and effort it takes to prepare and cook a meal, and the fact that we all share a common need for sustenance in order to live and be our whole, true selves. We cannot further the Kingdom of God on this earth and within ourselves without having something to eat and drink!

Faithful volunteers hard at work

Too often we forget to appreciate the essential value of this universal need. We forget that without it, we are deprived and empty, and that with it, we share in community and love's embrace.

Forever more, I am reminded of Jesus’ Last Supper in Jerusalem:

While they were eating, he took a loaf of bread and after blessing it he broke it, gave it to them, and said, “Take; this is my body.” Then he took a cup, and after giving thanks he gave it to them, and all of them drank from it. He said to them, “This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many. Truly I tell you. I will never again drink of the fruit of the vine until that day when I drink it new in the kingdom of God.” (Mark 14. 22-25)

It was there in a small house in Jerusalem that Jesus shared his last meal with his disciples before he was put to death. Like the last supper, it is the gifts of all kinds of tasty healthy food and drink that we celebrate and serve at the Loaves and Fishes Soup Kitchen in Brattleboro. Though not sanctified in a church by a priest, the meals prepared each week are given freely, without charge, without judgment, without question. The sacrifice made by volunteers is an extension of Christ’s sacrifice on the Cross for humankind, whether they are Christian or non-Christian.

Prayers before lunch

Second, this act of service teaches me to seek Christ where he wills to be found. By meeting the people who come in off the street for a warm meal, I strive to extend my soul in compassion, respect, and love. A welcome, a little chat, a smile, a thank you, or a conversation are some ways I seek to model this every time I walk into that kitchen.

"In everything do to others as you would have them do to you; for this is the law and of the prophets." (Matthew 7. 12)

I want to be treated as a human being, with dignity, with respect, and love. I want a person to look me in the eye and smile at me and say hello and ask how I am doing. I want to be in relationship with my neighbor. So I try to practice what I preach here, as Christ has taught us. I believe that these acts of service and love multiply as time passes.

Let us pray:

Loving God,

From whom no secrets are hid and all desires known. Grant that we may serve you in truth and righteousness. Seeking you in our daily lives and in the people we encounter each day. For with you we are complete, but without you we are nothing. Lord thank you for the gifts of food and drink, and all those who toil and sacrifice to produce them. May our meals be filled with your blessed presence and may we extend ourselves to others in love and peace, as you have extended to us. Through Jesus Christ we pray. Amen.

The next post comes to you from Jerusalem. Stay tuned!

In Christ,

Jack Karn