Showing posts with label Elm River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elm River. Show all posts

Wednesday, 28 November 2018

Never-Fading Fingerprints



Our fingerprints don’t fade from the lives we touch.
                                                                       -Judy Blume


“You’re more than welcome to come and tour our facility!” concluded Candice, the Rural Liaison for Siloam Mission at the time. “We’ll gladly show you what we’re doing with the support of people like you.”   


For many years, Elm River Hutterite Colony – my community – has supported this homeless shelter in Winnipeg, but that day, I became involved on a personal level. Candice was visiting our colony to share about the work of Siloam Mission and offered to present to the children as well. I work in our school as a teacher, so I helped supervise during her presentation and expressed to our principal my enthusiasm for the proffered tour.

Accepting the invitation on behalf of the school, my younger sister, the principal arranged for the tour of and scheduled it as part of our annual field trip.

Founded in 1987, by Suk Woon Lee, a former penitentiary inmate, Siloam Mission is a faith-based, faith-operated organization. Their mission statement reads: A connecting point between the compassionate and Winnipeg’s less fortunate, Siloam Mission is a Christian humanitarian organization that alleviates hardships and provides opportunities for change for those affected by homelessness.

Together with board members and volunteers, Mr. Woon Lee established this inner-city ministry providing meals and counseling services. They believe that addressing homelessness is about meeting not only physical needs but also psychological and spiritual ones. By means of a spiritual care program, they provide an inclusive space for healing and growth for people of any faith or spiritual background, where they conduct two weekly Bible Study Sharing Circles for interested guests. 


Siloam Mission has expanded considerably over the years: Hannah’s Place, an emergency shelter on the second floor, opened its doors to 110 homeless men and women, providing a safe place for the night. An onsite Health Centre has been added as well, along with a Resource Centre dedicated to providing art therapy and computer training.   

During our tour, we learned that the late Dr. Saul Sair donated state-of-the-art equipment for a full dental lab, and a variety of dentists, hygienists and practicum students gladly volunteer their time.   In 2011 –  with the support of all three levels of government – The Madison was bought, then renovated and turned into supportive housing. Transition Services help guests move forward in their lives through goal setting, weekly meetings, supports and accountability. 


Today Siloam Mission has seventy employees and over the course of a year, five thousand volunteers offer their time and energy, serving in a variety of ways. Three times daily, four hundred and fifty meals are served.  The vast majority of the Mission’s funding comes from private donations, from individual people, businesses and Hutterite colonies. The remainder comes from the grants of foundations and charities, as well as all three levels of government.


On the day of our tour, Candice was joined by John, a Siloam Mission teacher, in showing us around.  I didn't know what to expect, but I was impressed by what we saw: classroom, kitchen, dining hall, fitness room, clinic, sleeping area, stocked storage rooms.... everything was clean, neat and ready for the patrons.


Most surprising and mesmerizing of everything we saw that day was the art room. Bright and spacious, it provided a place for patrons to practice their artistic skills and creative expression. Not only stocked with everything necessary for painting, it was graced with gorgeous completed paintings, as well as works-in-progress:  on tables, walls, easels, standing in the windows and even on the floor – all by Siloam Mission patrons – people who call this place home. It was deeply touching to learn that they were given this opportunity and taking advantage of it. 


“Some even sell their work as framed pictures or cards,” we were informed. It was easy to imagine how much this might mean to someone living on the street. Walking out of there, I knew I wanted one of those pretty paintings for my wall. A few weeks later I bought a lovely winter scene, which is now displayed in our home – a constant reminder of my visit to Siloam Mission and the importance of faithfully supporting places like it.  


Later that summer, when the kitchen at Siloam Mission was being renovated, we prepared and served one of the evening meals to hundreds of patrons: vegetable soup, ham sandwiches, salad and chocolate chip cookies. The kitchen was managed by an efficient, well-organized team and I thoroughly enjoyed working with them. Serving food to hundreds of people that day, I was reminded of these words from the prophet Jeremiah: “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and hope”, Jeremiah 29:11.


My heart went out to these men and women whose smiles radiated gratitude as they took their plate and sat down. I know supplying basic needs is but the first step towards “a future and a hope”.  However, learning through our tour about changed lives and volunteering at the mission, I came away grateful that places like Siloam Mission exist, and that we have opportunities to serve in soup kitchens and homeless shelters. We have so much more than we need, that it was a poignant reminder of how much we take for granted. 


It’s one thing to have my Hutterite community offering financial support to places like Siloam Mission, but there’s nothing like personal involvement to enhance the meaning of our Lord’s teaching, And the King will say, “I tell you the truth: when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me,” Matthew 25:40.


In the past, Hutterites may not have seen themselves as obligated to contribute directly to places like urban homeless shelters or even soup kitchens, but after a century of life in Canada, it is becoming more of a reality and they are doing it with increasing frequency. At Siloam Mission, Hutterites lend a hand on numerous levels, in addition to financial donations:  preparing and serving meals, sorting clothing, sewing quilts, donating vegetables and other food items, and helping with renovation projects. 


There are probably several reasons for the shift in thinking which has inspired Hutterites to become more actively involved in altruistic outreach, including leaders who encourage it. It’s also the willingness of grass roots Hutterites to serve in that capacity, as well as seeing the value of sharing from their bounty and doing good beyond their own communities in response to the call, But if anyone has the world's goods and sees his brother in need, yet closes his heart against him, how does God's love abide in him? 1 John 3:17.


 As a result of this involvement, Elm River received two tickets to Siloam Mission’s fundraising gala “Home for the Holidays” held at Winnipeg’s huge Convention Centre a few years ago. The invitation featured a quotation by American writer, Judy Blume Our fingerprints don’t fade from the lives we touch. What a simple, yet meaningful and memorable motto for people who support and work for places like Siloam Mission! Our colony responded to the invitation by buying additional tickets, so eight more people were able to attend. 


The Convention Centre banquet hall was spectacular – festive, elegant, sparkly. Upon arrival I stood for a few minutes to appreciate the splendor of the decked-out hall. Candle-lit tables were flawlessly set for a full-course meal. Each plate held a set of cards featuring art work by Siloam Mission patrons. The evening started out with a mocktail reception and delicious hors d’oeuvres, while a variety of groups, including the Silver Winds Colony choir entertained the guests. 




Then came the four-course dinner – the type where you are compelled to figure out which fork to pick up first. We started with button-mushroom, wild rice soup – hot and deliciously smooth. The second course included romaine lettuce salad with tomato and buffalo mozzarella, garnished with Crostini, eggplant chips and almonds, drizzled with fire-roasted red pepper vinaigrette. The entrée consisted of chicken roulade, bruschetta with pancetta, feta cheese and tomato sauce. For the final course we were served chai cheese cake topped with rich, creamy chocolate sauce. 



After the meal, we were treated to stories by people who experienced homelessness – heartbreaking accounts of individuals fleeing abusive relationships, struggling with addictions, or are dealing with mental illnesses. Through Siloam Mission they find food, shelter, hope and a renewed purpose to life. Many come away wishing to give back by helping others change their lives around. In this year’s annual report, one of the patrons stated it beautifully: “It’s only by God’s grace that I ended up at the doors of Siloam Mission. Now all I want to do is give back to the community that embraced me with open arms.”


 It was heart-warming and gratifying to learn about the Mission’s history, the goals and milestones that have been realized and the continuing dreams of management and staff, dreams that all of us can help make a reality. It served as a reminder of the constant needs at soup kitchens and shelters that can’t function without the support of caring contributors. 
  

Sadly, sleeping in a cardboard box and going hungry are the daily norms of so many around the world. I cannot imagine spending the night in a cardboard box during our harsh winters. Each winter, it seems, we hear of at least one homeless person freezing to death. Every year, too many women, men and children face the holiday season struggling with unemployment, poverty, homelessness and mental health issues. 


Together with Siloam Mission, we are blessed and honoured to leave never-fading fingerprints, spreading hope and love and joy, ensuring that these people can experience some measure of “Home for the Holidays”.

Tuesday, 1 November 2016

In Loving Memory of our Dear Aunt Anna



In des Hirten Arm und Schoß, Amen ja, mein Glück ist groß!
                                                                                    -Weil ich Jesu Schäflein bin-
                    

Es hat dem Herrn über Tod und Leben gefallen, unsere liebe Schwester, Anna Waldner zu sich zu rufen.

Am 27. Oktober 2016 our Anne Basel passed away peacefully at home in Elm River, surrounded by family.

Ihr im Tode vorangegangen sind ihre Eltern, Zacharias and Anna Wald-ner: Brüder: Zacharias (in infancy), Edward, Harold, John, David, Martin and brother-in-law, Jake Maendel.
Sie hinterlässt ihre Geschwister: Asnath Maendel, Elm River; Mike (Christy), Solomon (Linda), and Joseph (Anita) of Holmfield Colony; sisters-in-law Susan, Riverdale Colony and Cheryl, Gladstone, as well as many nieces, nephews, extended family and friends.

Anna Waldner was born on June 5, 1940 at James Valley Colony, Elie, MB. In 1946 the family moved to Riverdale Colony at Gladstone, where Anna grew up and was baptized upon her confession of faith. In 1975 the family moved again, this time to the newly established Holmfield Colony at Killarney, MB.
Our lieba Anne Basel was a quiet, humble sister, who spent many years caring for ailing family members, namely her parents and her three unmarried brothers in addition to reaching out to help her married brothers and sister and their families whenever possible. When Anne Basel’s health failed, her sister-in-law, Christy, faithfully cared for her for six years.

During the past year, after a lengthy hospital stay, we knew Anne Basel would need constant care, so we, the family of her sister Asnath, offered to help and invited her to live with us at Elm River. It was not an easy decision for Anne Basel, but in time she agreed that it would be best, and embraced her new home as much as her failing health allowed. We are grateful that both Holmfield Colony and Elm River colony supported Anne Basels decision: we cherish the six months she lived with us. Our sincere thanks to the nieces who lovingly stayed with Anne Basel while she was in the hospital!

In her final days the family drew comfort in observing how Anne Basel faced death with grace, peace and quiet faith. “This world is not my home”, she reminded us. “I’m going to a better place. God can take me home whenever he chooses.” Another time she said, “Die Ankela und der Olvetter riefen mich schun.”

Geh in Frieden, liebe Anne Basel.

Die Begräbnisfeier (Leicht) fand am 30. Oktober 2016 in der Elm River Gemeinde statt. Beerdigung im Elm River Friedhof.
   The Caregiver
    Elma Maendel
 As a young Dien, she cared for her mom
Became her eyes
Kept house, brought meals
Tied shoes,
Injected insulin.

Through her Mom’s cancer diagnosis
Her care continued –
Sips of water,
Cool cloths for feverish skin
A German hymn softly sung –
During bedside vigils of
Weary days and cruel nights
Caring to the end.

Too soon Dad needed care,
Though his tall, stalwart figure never stooped,
His health steadily faded,
Still her care never faltered
Accompanying her brothers 
to dialysis appointments and
Kidney treatments
Caring, encouraging, supporting,
Preparing tasty salt-free dishes.

Finally, Anne Basel herself needed care:
Medication, dialysis, puffers, oxygen,
Tasteless gels – for swallowing ease –
Offered no relish and even less satis-faction
Family, nurses, doctors
Gently provided the Loving care
She bestowed on others.

Now our loyal caregiver –
Rests peacefully
Reunited with loved ones –
In her heavenly home
Auf Wiedersehen, lieba Anne Basel!


Danke schön für jedes stille Gebet während Anne Basels letzter Tage. Euer Dasein und euer Beistand waren Balsam auf unserer trauernden Seelen. Das Schönste ist, dass wir in dieser so traurigen Zeit, das Wunder der christlichen, brüderlichen Liebe erleben durften, 1 Petrus 3:8.


Monday, 24 June 2013

Back in the Day: King of the Field - Aultman Taylor 30-60

With all the huge, high-powered, computerized tractors on our colony today, hardly anybody
remembers that there used to be another amazing machine here, proudly puffing along many years ago. Like me, most don’t even know what it looked like, unless they’ve seen pictures. Only the grandpas, who worked with it in their younger days share mostly fond memories.

The Aultman Taylor 30-60 was the King of tractors back in the day. During harvest it was out in the field all day long, purring along happily, driving the threshing machine while six, two-man teams took turns pitching sheaves for all they were worth. “Dependable! I should say!” one of those former sheaf pitchers chuckled. “We were secretly hoping it would break down, so we could catch a break. No such luck.”

When I contacted the Manitoba Agricultural Museum in Austin for information on this tractor, I was put in contact with Mr. Alex Campbell. “The Aultman Taylor 30-60 was a well-built, very powerful and reliable tractor for that time and could drive very large threshing machines - 50 inch cylinder width or more. To operate such a large threshing machine economically, meant a large number of sheaf wagons, men and horses were required to feed the threshing machine.” Mr. Campbell informed me in an email.

Courtesy of MB Agricultural Museum
 No surprise then, that this was the preferred tractor for Hutterites. The acquisition of the Aultman Taylor proved to be a sound investment for Elm River Colony, as it served them well from 1934 to 1948. Over the years, many different tractors have come and gone, most forgotten as quickly as the newest wonder rolled in. Only the remains of one found a final resting place at a museum.

This piece of Elm River history sits at the Manitoba Agricultural Museum. In the early 1960’s the museum learned about this antique, which had run out of steam and had been parked for more than a decade. By that time, many of its parts had been removed, some most likely sold for a few dollars, which sadly, included all the brass, radiator and fan. Nevertheless, the museum was happy when Elm River Colony donated their rather sorry looking 30-60. The museum was hoping to acquire parts for it, however that still hasn’t happened and with each year the chances get slimmer.

Thus, this skeleton of a tractor sits forlornly on the museum grounds, while other antiques entertain big audiences at the Thresherman’s Reunion every summer. The odd visitor stops by occasionally, lingers at its side for a while and reminisces about this beloved 30-60. However, nobody yearns to return to those ‘good old days’, what with a long line of high-tech machines, each reigning as King of the Field – for at least a few years.

Comparing the staying power of today’s state-of-art tractors, with that of the trusty Aultman Taylor 30-60, it seems that they just don’t make ‘em like they used to. Or else, back then they didn’t have the means, nor saw any need to replace their machinery as regularly as they’re traded off nowadays.

 

Thursday, 20 December 2012

An Evening with the Freedom Singers



“It was so beautiful, I was wiping away tears all evening long!” one woman told me after a Dec. 13, 2012, Freedom Singers concert here at our colony.

I’m not sure how to adequately describe a Freedom Singers concert in a mere blog post, but I’ll try to give you a glimpse of what it was like. (If you don’t know who the Freedom Singers are, you may want to read my review of their book, The Price of Freedom and visit their website)
Together with Glenn Dumontel, Freedom Bound Agency, I’d been planning this day since June, when December seemed too far away. So just the thought of saying ‘Good-Bye’ to November was already very exciting, as it meant we’re into the month I’d been looking forward to for so long. My Google calendar boasted a ‘Freedom Singers’ event for Dec. the 13th, a reminder that was as unnecessary as one telling me December the 25th is Christmas. Still, it was sweet seeing it there.

To start the evening, our choir sang two songs. The first was a Christmas song, ‘He Brought us Joy’, written by James Waldner from Wingham Colony. The second one was, ‘The Price of Freedom’, a song that I was inspired to write after seeing the Freedom Singers for the first time in February. I’m not a songwriter, so was I surprised how easily the words came to me – like somebody else was giving me the words and I was jotting them down. However, I could not have done the music part without my sister-in-law Karen's expertise. After that concert, I also started dreaming about bringing this group to my colony sometime. Little did I know back then that before the year was out, we would be performing my song in our gymnasium with the Freedom Singers sitting in the front row! “This is so special!” they told me when we sat down, appreciation shining from their faces. "Thank you so much!"

Simon and Stefan singing a Romanian Christmas song
The first strains of their opening song, ‘Just a Little Talk with Jesus’, set the tone for an unforgettable evening! Simon Ivascu is a wonderful storyteller, and in between songs he shared snippets of their story. Since we did this concert as a fundraiser for the Freedom Singers’ work in Romania, he also showed a slideshow of the poverty in their home country and told us how they go there a few times a year to help these people - a beautiful demonstration of Matthew 25:35 in action:  For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink…


The entire evening left a lasting impression on all in attendance, but there were some moments that added an extra sparkle. One of those came when Simon addressed our children sitting in the front row. “When we arrived today I heard you singing a song. Do you remember which one it was?” Too stunned that he was talking to them, no one answered, so Simon continued, “It was ‘Silent Night’. Would you like to sing it with us?”
Finally a few of the children found their voices and chorused, “Yes.” With the Freedom Singers leading, our children beaming, all of us sang this beautiful carol together, while Simon captured the moment on his iPhone. For many of the children this was the highlight of the evening.

 One of my favourite Christmas songs is, ‘Come Make a Place’. Thanks to You Tube, I knew that the Freedom Singers sing this song and wanted to hear it live. (You can see it on the book review post mentioned above.) Before the concert, I had asked Simon if they’d please sing it and he kindly agreed. Not to take anything away from Wesley’s solo on the You Tube video, but Craig Smith has an amazing voice and like every other song they sang, it was beautifully complimented by the harmony Stefan and Simon provided! No wonder then, that I felt like singing along at the top of my lungs when they sang We Are So Blessed.

Throughout the evening we fully enjoyed this group’s superb harmony and inspiring story. It soon became evident that their deep faith in God is the driving force that takes them all over North America and beyond. Their story and music go hand in hand – in their bleakest moments, whispering songs like Because He Lives, brought them hope and courage to hang on. Thus, today as they share their music, they’re able to sing some of the same songs and many others with resounding conviction!

Their finale song was ‘Home’, a powerful and touching rendition about our eternal home. While the Freedom Singers melodious voices filled the room, I couldn’t help thinking that we’re getting a glimpse of heaven right here! And I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

Thank You Glenn Dumontel, Freedom Bound Agency for helping me arrange this concert. Heartfelt thanks to the various colonies that shared this special evening with us. I know I speak for all who were in attendance: Simon and Stefan Ivascu and Craig Smith this was a magnificent evening – you’ve created a beautiful Christmas memory that will stay with us forever.  
Îţi mulţumesc foarte mult! (Thank You Very Much!)

Home - lead by Craig Smith