Monday, March 23, 2009

Listen to Kids from Chicago's Westside expressing their Dreams

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Friday, March 13, 2009

DriveFast - Anton Flores

DriveFast is what I’m calling my 40-day Lenten fast from driving an automobile. You see, I hold two ideals that will collide this Lenten season.

The first ideal is a belief that fear is the greatest wall keeping Americans from loving our unauthorized immigrant neighbors. No law or policy can destroy this wall; only a fearless love can do that. The other ideal that has a grip on my heart is the belief that as a privileged American, I must reduce my carbon footprint for the sake of the world’s fragile ecology and the globe’s poorest inhabitants who bear the brunt of my excess consumption.

So how will these two ideals collide this Lenten season?

“Perhaps this will teach you to stop driving,” is a common refrain uttered by local judges as they impose harsh sanctions against undocumented immigrants who are ticketed for driving without a license. These “un-licenseable” immigrants are often nabbed at roadblocks going to and from work, worship or Wal-Mart. However, Georgia’s anti-immigrant sentiment has given the illusion of short-term political capital and legislators have now made driving without a license a moving violation that can include fines well over $1,000, months of incarceration and can even be elevated to a felony. In a car-crazed culture like ours, in a community like LaGrange that offers no public transportation, how can anyone expect an un-licenseable immigrant to stop driving? This law is a form of entrapment that is designed to further scapegoat immigrants when it is our insatiable greed and incongruous immigration policies which are greater causal factors for the presence of 12-20 million hardworking, faithful newcomers without legal authorization.

So, I am fasting from driving this season of Lent. A major catalyst for undergoing such a fast is to stand in solidarity with these men and women who come here in search of their daily bread in a land where bread is located driving distance away in the area grocery stores.

On the other side, I would love to become a car-free person by choice, not by coercion. I already drive a hybrid, try to walk or bike for transportation and not just for exercise but I wonder if I can do better. I drive about 12,000 miles per year. Can I significantly reduce that? What will I learn about myself and my lifestyle by fasting from driving? What dark corners of my soul will be exposed by this “experiment” in renunciation of a cultural norm?

With this being a Lenten fast, prayer will also be an important component to this period of fasting. Pray for me and visit this blog as I post my prayers and reflections on what living car-less and in solidarity with immigrants looks like.

-Anton Flores serves on the DOOR Atlanta board as well as the DOOR Network National Board. We are continually improved, challenged and shaped by Anton and the other passionate voices of our cities. For more information on Anton's passions and community http://www.alternacommunity.com/

Friday, March 6, 2009

We are so honored to serve with Mama Brenda Matthews in Chicago.
This poem is the title poem of Mama Brenda's book.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Known Neighborhood by Krista Dutt

Growing up, if a package came to our address they just left it on the porch. They don't do that in Chicago. Instead, the postman fills out a form and says to pick it up at the neighborhood post office. I don't like doing this - while the post office isn't far away it is in the direction that I don't often go by so I do have to make a special trip during post office hours which is often quite hard to do. However, Friday I went to pick up a package and when I went to the window with card and my ID all ready - the friendly woman handed me my package. Normally, they check the id and the card, go search for it and 10 minutes later get the package. Admiring my shock, the postwoman said - I saw you coming in the front door when I was in the back - I just pulled it then.
Neighborhoods are an important part of Chicago. Often folks don’t have reason to leave their neighborhoods, so it functions in some ways like a small town. I used to laugh at this notion, but it is true. Yesterday, I walked to work, then walked home for lunch, then went to a worship service all on the same block. I didn’t leave my neighborhood at all.
When people ask me about living in the city, these are my experiences. Yes, the city has issues that I didn’t even think about growing up, but nothing a neighborhood can’t handle together. I am thankful that I live here, work here, worship here, and serve God here.