As I rode the “El” train into work this morning, it finally hit me- today is your last day at the ELCA. All I could then think was- where did the time go?

Although I knew from the beginning this time spent at the ELCA churchwide offices would come to an end, I just didn’t expect the time to go by so…FAST!

I can tell you how my time was spent while I was interning for ELCA World Hunger- writing memos and letters, going to the Global Mission Event in Wisconsin and the Hunger Leaders Gathering in Colorado, figuring out Facebook and other social networking sites, learning about ELCA World Hunger and all of its good work in the world, getting to know the ELCA World Hunger staff, and becoming great friends with the two other World Hunger Interns- but this, is just what I did professionally.

I can also tell you how I spent my time outside of the ELCA. I had a glorious time exploring Chicago and its various neighborhoods, I loved living in the suburbs and in Oak Park, I read a lot of books (The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, Siddhartha, Health Economics: Theories, Insights, and Industry Studies, the Bible (not completely), Our Day to End Poverty, and the Coming Plague), my boyfriend came to visit, I saw two friends from the past, and fell in love with all of the wonderful museums and public art Chicago has to offer. But this is just what I did in my personal time.

Then time also passed outside of my realm and will forever be marked in history books as the summer that Olympic swimmer Michael Phelps’ took home eight gold medals (the most gold medals won in the history of the Olympics), the presumptive presidential candidates Barack Obama and John McCain petitioned their way into the hearts of the American people, and Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt received $14 million for selling the pictures of their newborn twins. I am glad I will always have the Jolie-Pitt twins to remind me of my summer at the ELCA (just kidding).

But what cannot be captured in time is the individual and spiritual growth I experienced this summer. It is this growth that I cannot put into the framework of time; it is even hard to encapsulate using words. The funny thing is, I consider myself a woman of many words and talking for hours on end comes naturally, yet, I cannot articulate all that I have seen, experienced, and felt this summer. Perhaps it is because it still too new and I am not sure how this experience will propel my life. Though I do know change occurred.

I can see this change in the way I: read the newspaper, consume products, view structural policies, question business interests and motives, get angry about world situations, view myself, understand my vocation, want to live out my call, and see how I can help change the world. I feel as though I see the world in a new lens, one that is a bit more attuned to reality and wanting to uncover “the mess”.

I owe my gratitude for this change to my time spent here in ELCA World Hunger. For without this internship opportunity, I could not have had the experiences I had or met the incredible people I had the chance to get to know.

Though the words to explain this summer experience have not been formulated, I do have clarity to what the next steps in my life I must take and the fact hat I must keep living my life with my eyes open with optimism and hope in my heart.

Here is a second post by the Rev. Franklin Ishida updating us on ELCA’s International Disaster Response efforts in China. S.

It has been exactly three months since the massive earthquake rocked parts of Sichuan Province in China.
Despite the fact the Olympic torch was relayed through the area hit by the earthquake, lifting people’s spirits, the actual Olympic games
have certainly overshadowed what is happening to the lives of the tens of thousands of earthquake survivors.
In and around Hanwang, one of the most hard-hit towns, identical blue tents are now making way to rows of identical prefabricated homes set up by the government. Electricity has been restored to most areas. And there is some sense of life in the streets. But behind this are memories of more than 87,000 dead or missing throughout the region, a reality that hits home when one looks at the intense destruction that is still visible everywhere.
For those storefront buildings still standing but too dangerous to occupy, tents are up on the street as makeshift shops. Meanwhile, for most survivors, there is nothing left. The government provides a daily allowance of about $1.50 per person. Beyond this many social services are still missing.
Several years ago, ELCA World Hunger funds helped extend the social ministry work of Luzhou Christian Church. Part of this was to extend the services of the clinic that served the marginalized. Reaching out to the community with love excited many members of the church, including health care workers. Doctors, nurses, and medical students regularly volunteer
their time with the clinic. So when the disaster hit, the church clinic was ready to send medical
teams.
The earthquake area was some 5 hours to the north, but for members of Luzhou Christian Church, these were brothers and sisters in need. And their expertise in grassroots-level health care and enthusiasm of volunteers continues to shine a light into the lives of earthquake
survivors.
No one is certain when rebuilding will start. Some sections of town will have to be totally cleared before anything can be built. In the meantime, the church in China is reaching out with love and care; with its own funds and with donations from around the world.
Your support for ELCA World Hunger gave encouragement for Luzhou Christian Church to reach out way beyond its area of ministry to serve survivors of the Sichuan earthquake. Your contributions to ELCA International Disaster Response helped provide for the special needs of
disaster relief. And your continued support for ELCA World Hunger and Disaster Response will provide the necessary tools for ongoing relief and rebuilding of communities struck by the earthquake.
Visit www.imageevent.com/elcahunger/chinaearthquake to find related photos and visit www.elca.org/disaster for further information.
Y. Franklin Ishida
Director for Asia and the Pacific
Evangelical Lutheran Church in America
Global Mission
E-mail: franklin.ishida@elca.org

A story from the Rev. Franklin Ishida, director for Asia and the Pacific, ELCA Global Mission. Find related pictures at http://imageevent.com/elcahunger/chinaluzhou Find other ELCA World Hunger Appeal stories at www.elca.org/hunger/stories Thanks, Franklin!
S.

ELCA World Hunger funds have been provided to Luzhou Church, Luzhou (Sichuan Province), China, to meet the needs of those living in poverty in the area. One of these, the village of Tudiba, had an asset: Lechee fruit that were the favorite of the Tang dynasty imperial court. However, the road leading to the village was not paved. Moreover, many villagers did not have clean water, forcing them to spend many hours hauling water that wasn’t even clean. ELCA World Hunger funds were used to help pave a road (70% of which the government funded). And wells were dug for 100 families (the government boring the holes and ELCA World Hunger funds used for the pumps and infrastructure). Now, most of the villagers have access to clean drinking water, improving their health and giving them time for other jobs. And the lechee trade has brought renewed economic rewards. This is all happened as an outreach ministry of Luzhou Church, a companion in the ELCA’s global mission.

This is the first of two postings by the Rev. Franklin Ishida, director for Asia and the Pacific, ELCA Global Mission. Find more information at www.elca.org/disaster and find related pictures at www.imageevent.com/chinaearthquake Thank you, Franklin! Sue

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Hello Everyone!

This is my last week with ELCA World Hunger. The summer has been a huge learning experience with many joys and frustrations that I’m sure will shape my life and the service that is to come! I have put together this slide show of the ELCA World Hunger intern experience from summer 2008. There are pictures of where we work, events we went to, and some are just plain fun! Please, let’s stay in touch!

Peace, Mikka 🙂

I often debate whether or not I want to have children. Although they are incredibly cute and are great sources of joy, they have constant needs you must fulfill.

Last weekend as my brother, nephew, and I were driving to a restaurant to go to dinner, my nephew began to ask for milk because he was thirsty. I tried to be a patient aunt and explain to my nephew “we have to wait until we get to the restaurant” and “just 10 more minutes”, but he could not understand my reasoning. My nephew kept on repeating “milk?”, “milk?”, “milk?” Rather than stay calm, I found myself frustrated.

Though at the restaurant my brother and I were able to order the milk my nephew wanted, I could not escape the pit in my stomach that had developed during my nephew’s questioning.

I could not believe how emotional I had become in that moment. I felt a mix of emotions. I felt desperate, guilty, horrible, distressed- basically, a mix of everything anxiety ridden. These mixed emotions were not just because of my nephew (I knew he was going to get his milk and have a continuous supply of it), but the stark realization that milk is not 10 minutes away for everyone. In fact, milk, in some cases, is never there.

This experience was a real “ah-a” moment for me.

Though I have been steeped in academic study of hunger, malnutrition, diseases of poverty, environmental justice, human rights, sustainability, occupational hazards, advocacy, community health, and much, much more, I have had a hard time feeling the power of these injustices in my heart.

The statement, the longest journey a person will ever take is from their mind to their heart, is true. When these perils of the world have journey from my mind to my heart, I acquire a new desire for justice.

My new conviction from this experience I received as a gift from my nephew, all of two years old. I need to question what I am hungry for in terms of attaining justice. And I need to question that hunger, again and again, until I feel like I can meet the wants or even the needs of communities I hope to accompany.

Although the verdict is not out to whether or not I want to have children (because, honestly, it seems very scary), the verdict is in that I will spend my future career as a public health worker questioning this hunger. I welcome that, knowing that I might not get a glass of milk at the end.

This past week, a few members of the ELCA World Hunger staff and I went on a “field trip” to St. Paul’s African American Methodist Episcopal Church, a program site for the Domestic Hunger Grant recipient program, Faith in Place. During the afternoon, we visited with some of the program coordinators and the energetic, enthusiastic children and young people at the church and learned about the ministry of Faith in Place.

Faith in Place works with people of all faith traditions, because they see that “There are two great responsibilities common to all faiths: to love one another and to care for Creation,” and their mission is to help religious communities fulfill those two responsibilities. According to their website, “Faith in Place gives religious people the tools to become good stewards of the earth […and] partner with religious congregations to promote clean energy & sustainable farming.”

At St. Paul’s Church, we were given a tour by some youth who showed us the projects they are participating in. Skye, one of the girls at the church, gave us a mini-tour of their raised plant bed (because the soil in the lot has a high lead content) where they are growing peppers, collard greens, cucumbers, and other vegetables. Next, I was eagerly whisked to the compost trashcan where Devon, one of the youth, proceeded to pull out leftover stems from the greens and onions they had cooked together for the “healthy lunch” earlier that day and shredded cardboard from their boxed lunches the day before. The smell wasn’t too bad, and the smile and pride on his face made the experience a true pleasure! The church also has a rain barrel project in the works, shops for food at the local farmer’s market, and leads the young people in discussions on topics such as energy to discover connections between the interconnectedness of consumption and creation. Faith in Place and St. Paul’s African American Methodist Episcopal Church are making their way toward greener tomorrows!

The experience was a fulfilling JOY for me on two levels. First, it was great to get out of “the cube” (my affectionate nickname for the cubicles that we sit in at the ELCA offices) and out into the communities where the work we do is realized and manifested. It was a rejuvenation of commitment! Second, I am a self-proclaimed “nature lover,” who grew up in the woods of Northern Minnesota and is still adjusting to life in the “big city” of Chicago. To see the connections that people are making as part of God’s good creation to the land they are on, even in the midst of concrete and polluted soil, was a beautiful thing to see.

Earlier this year, I was at a presentation where the emerging theme of ecopsychology was introduced. Ecopsychology, in my understanding, is the human experience of being disconnected physically and, therefore, mentally, from nature, which the presenter linked to materialistic and self-centric societies that “big cities,” especially, can cultivate in individuals. I do believe that the understanding of and connection with creation is essential to our ability to care for creation and for one another.

As taken from the ELCA Social Statement, “Caring for Creation: Vision, Hope, and Justice:”
“ ‘To serve,’ often translated ‘to till,’ invites us again to envision ourselves as servants, while ‘to keep’ invites us to take care of the earth as God keeps and cares for us (Num 6: 24-26).”

How good it was to see a group of young people partaking in care for creation with such vigor and purpose! May we be that enthusiastic to dig around in the (sometimes smelly) compost of our own lives and know the contents of the rich soil out of which we grow!

I could hardly believe the headline of a New York Times article I read about three weeks ago: “Hoarding Nations Drive Food Costs Ever Higher.” I had to read on. I had to uncover what this headline not only means to the world community and economy, but also to me.

As I read on, I was amazed. In the first line of the news story, the writer pointed out this fact: “at least 29 countries have sharply curbed food exports in recent months, to ensure their own people have enough to eat, at affordable prices.”

I had a knee jerk reaction and realization. Our difficult times are real. After this stark realization, this article made me question, why do countries need to hoard? And, is this okay?
As I continued to peruse the article, phrases like “export restrictions have led to hoarding,” “latest blow to farmers”, “developing world”, “new restrictions are just an acute symptom,” or “ensure their own people”, I was gravely saddened. On one hand nations are securing their people’s viability and food sovereignty, and on the other hand, nations of people will go hungry.

I am not an expert in food distribution and know only surface information about food hoarding, but this article made me question a lot (as you will see) and demanded that I attempt to grasp the results and implications of this practice. For example, hoarding practices might mean the denial of a human’s basic right to food. Even though this could happen, how can we be upset with hoarding nations when it is important for their own country to retain their food sovereignty? Or how can we be upset when there are structural agricultural policies that at times have nations deciding between money or hunger?

Along with thinking about hoarding on a macro level, this article made me think about the many reasons why people hoard on a very micro, personal level and question if it is okay. Besides the seeming economic and social benefits , we hoard for many other reasons. Admittedly, some good and some bad.

We hoard because we are scared that there will not be enough, we can’t let go, or because it is all we know. Though, I often think the root answer to the reason why we hoard is because it speaks to our human inability to conceive the unknown.

But the interesting reality is that our Christian paradigm is based, built, and prospers in the unknown. When God told Moses to tell Egypt to set his people free, the Israelites could not ever imagine leaving bondage and living in a land flowing of milk and honey. When Jesus fed the thousands, it was unknown if he could break the bread in such a way to feed everyone. He did and there were remnants. There is no way we can ever foresee the ways God will speak to our hearts and make God’s presence known in our lives. Yet, we have confidence in God’s will.
But how does this principle of surrendering ourselves to God’s will and trusting in His power to take care of the unknown in our lives apply in the real world and to a system that is breaking under financial pressure.

In Proverbs 11:26 we are told that “the people curse those who hold back grain, but a blessing is on the head of those who sell it”. I am having a hard time reconciling this proverb because just as I am cursing these hoarding nations, I also understand the desire and rationale for hoarding. These countries are trying to secure the economic, social, and political future of their people, culture, and nation. I sympathize with the 29 countries that hoard in order to lessen the unknown and to secure their prosperity.

Because of this understanding, I am asking God to bless both individuals and nations so that eventually humanity will have a food distribution system that does not encourage hoarding in times marked by the unknown. The sad truth is, through hoarding, we are creating another dismal outcome in the global food chain. And this outcome may ultimately exemplify our interconnectedness; when one country, one person, one world mechanism falters, so does the world.

Reference:

Bradsher, Keith et al. “Hoarding Nations Dive Food Costs Ever Higher”. New York Times. June 30, 2008. Retrieved from http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/30/business/worldbusiness/30trade.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=hoarding%20nations&st=cse&oref=slogin.

In June I had the privilege of traveling to Jordan, Egypt, Israel, and Palestine with a group of folks connected to my congregation, St. Luke’s Lutheran in Park Ridge, Illinois. Carolyn Kees, a former member, was one of our companions on the journey. After visiting Tabgha, on the Sea of Galilee, where the church remembers Jesus feeding the multitude, Carolyn (AKA Grandma Kenna) told me a family story. I asked her to write it down for me. Here’s what she wrote.