The other day I drove into the meadows from town.
As I pulled into the box in the middle of the road to get across the lane of traffic I saw to vehicles in front of me heading for the meadows, one community policing the other a housing agency van. Then me.
How does it feel when you live in a place where everything’s done for/to you? Is it disempowering, are we creating apathy through this outside in, top down approach?
Where do I fit in? I’m not an official insider or anything yet… I do say to people I could have moved anywhere in the country and I chose here, but they just give me that “nice line mate” kinda look.
I’m wary now of our social action, we’ve organised a free present wrap for anyone who turns up at church on Saturday. Is that patronising?
Is it loving, I guess I came up with it ‘cos I’d appreciate it.
But are we perpetuating an unhelpful cycle?
I’m not sure but since I don’t fear failure anymore, I looking forward to giving it a bash and seeing what happens. If a few people come in and get chatting about important things… that’s a start.
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