The Struggle and the Full Armor of God
I was going to write today about Loeb Properties and their
decision to festoon the businesses in Overton Square
with “No Panhandling” signs. I am angry
and disappointed by this decision, and I don’t believe the corporate-speak that
promises that panhandlers will be directed to helpful services and not be
arrested or otherwise hassled. I will
continue to boycott all the businesses in Overton
Square until the signs come down. This will probably mean I won’t be going to
those businesses ever again.
But instead
of focusing on Loeb Properties and their racist and classist ugliness, I want
to focus on the beauty and goodness of the guests who come to Manna House. Today was a typical Monday morning at Manna
House. We offered showers for men. Twenty three men took showers and left
wearing clean and well-fitting clothes.
Another fifty-one men and women came into the clothing room for “socks
and hygiene.”
Meanwhile, a hundred or more came
through the house and were served coffee, took the time to read the paper, or
talk with friends, or play scrabble, or catch a quick nap on one of the
couches. They were people from a variety
of places and backgrounds, some white, some black. They weren’t all perfect, some used bad
language on the front porch and had to be told to stop, some were a little
impatient making their way through the crowded house. But nobody acted like a jerk or got violent
or even raised their voice in anger. And
this is the way things usually go. Our
guests, as Kathleen says, “give us their best.”
At various times in the morning a
completely new guest came in, looking lost, and asking for either Pete or
Kathleen (word on the streets lets people know who to ask for). One needed a pair of shoes (which he
got). One needed a complete change of
clothes (which he got). Another just
needed a pair of socks (which he got).
From time to time we “transcend the rules” to welcome somebody new, and
then we tell the guest how Manna House typically operates so if they need
something in the future, they need to “get on the list” for either a shower or
socks and hygiene.
As the morning progressed I was
asked for “the word for the day.” The
word for the day came from Ephesians 6:10-13,
“Finally, be strong in the Lord and
in the Lord’s mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you
can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not
against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against
the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in
the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that
when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you
have done everything, to stand.”
The responses to the reading from
guests:
“I know about those powers.”
“I need that strength.”
“The devil is alive and well, for
sure.”
“That armor sounds good.”
And though I’m not writing about
Loeb Properties, I couldn’t help but think of the legacy of “No Panhandling”
signs that have been part of the vagrancy laws that came into being following
slavery. Vagrancy laws were directed at
freed slaves and poor whites, both of whom were out of work and relied upon
handouts to survive. Vagrancy laws
sought to either move them along or criminalize them. The struggle truly is “against the rulers,
against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the
spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” And it is the beauty and goodness of our
guests that affirms where God stands in that struggle.
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