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Advent

It’s the First of December and the LoveJoinMes are finally beginning to indulge a bit of Christmas!

This morning we opened picture advent calendars (we’re all for tradition here!) and talked through some ideas I had about advent this year. To us as a family, Christmas is about giving, about sharing joy and happy times with family and friends, and about food, of course! To the children, it naturally falls that it’s about receiving, which is ok in my book as to give to others is for them to receive too. But the message in our family is clear: giving and sharing is what it’s all about.

With that in mind we are doing a reverse advent calendar. Each day of advent we will choose something to go into our Advent box. At the end of advent, hopefully on Christmas Eve, we will drop off our Advent Box at a homeless shelter, a refuge drop off point or the food bank.

Here is today’s offering:

Soon the box will be full and we hope it will make someone happy at Christmas time. Of course, giving should be an all year round thing. However, it’s all too easy to fall out of habits of donating. Christmas is a good a time as any to start (or continue!) doing good. So, will anyone share a bit of love and join me?

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Food for Thought

It’s been a tough few days for the UK, whichever side of the fence you’re on. Division everywhere. Not least division between the rich and the poor. 

Growing up, I can’t remember seeing or hearing about foodbanks. Even a decade ago I am not sure I knew of one. Today there  are many and ‘foodbank’ is a word that is frequently heard. When I was little, we weren’t rich: a typical working-class family. But we were far from poor. We always had food on the table. The thought that people are struggling day to day to provide for their families is saddening. The thought of people going to bed hungry and cold or panicking about where their next meal is coming from is truly harrowing. 

Today, I spotted a drop-off point in a Morrison’s store and swiftly decided to go and fill a basket. I hope that the simple gift of food will make someone smile, make someone reassured, make them not panic for a day or two and fill up the bellies of their children. 

Food is a gift and shouldn’t be taken for granted yet it so often is, by me too. Spotting the drop off bin gave me food for thought indeed.  Bon appetit!