Monday, January 18, 2010

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies

You may remember the people who live in the marshes out the back of Casa Elohim from here or here. In between Christmas and New Year - that strange period when the whole world appears to be in limbo (a phrase which, I was interested to note, has a curious etymology) - Mike, Thomas and Fran (from the girl's house) took a table, decorations and an abundance of food out into the muddy backlands that border the lake. In a small hastily made clearing, surrounded by shelters made of splintered wood, a Christmas meal was had with those that have been terrorising the neighbourhood these last few months. Tears were shed as a message of hope and forgiveness was shared with 15 homeless drug addicts, dealers and prostitutes.

My guess is that we won't be having any more sleepless nights for a while.

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