Anglicaring
At church on Sunday, we had a rep from Anglicare's Wollongong Office come and do the spiel about why we should be supporting them. We often get guest preachers coming along - Bush Church Society, Bible Society, CMS, etc. I usually tune out - I started to this time as the lady was basically reading a 'prepared statement' rather than engaging with the congregation (and she had a really annoying Southern English accent - but that's beside the point) Zephaniah got really interesting, let me tell you. Anyway, I tuned back in, and was amazed to discover how much stuff Anglicare does - especially in the Wollongong region (which stretches from Campbelltown and the Southern Highlands all the way down to Ulladulla)
It's not just the Emergency Relief during natural disaster - such as bushfires and floods; it's not just the food hampers at Christmas - it's so much more.
Anglicare provides relief for people in many different situations - from the elderly infirm to the middle-class family in financial strife. They provide counselling services, adoption services (for disabled kids), prison visits, migrant support services, mental health support. They seek out the helpless, and help them! And it's run by an army of volunteers. Of course the Counsellors are all proper paid employees, but the majority of Anglicare workers are ordinary, everyday, churchgoing christians. And you never hear about them. They are out there running playgroups for single mums, for newly-arrived migrants; they're providing twice-weekly coffee mornings for the mentally-iffy in Wollongong; they're visiting the elderly; they're helping struggling families... In fact, they've effectively become the outsourced Welfare System. The government has abrogated their responsibilities towards the vulnerable in our communities, and left it to the Church.
Well, despite the unsparkliness of the prepared statement, the Anglicare Lady did her job well. Although I annually provide the components of a Christmas Hamper for a Medium to Large family (xmas pudding, xmas cake, tinned ham, tinned custard, tinned potatoes etc) I've decided I don't do enough. I don't have time to volunteer, but I CAN donate money. And that's what I'm going to do.
It's not just the Emergency Relief during natural disaster - such as bushfires and floods; it's not just the food hampers at Christmas - it's so much more.
Anglicare provides relief for people in many different situations - from the elderly infirm to the middle-class family in financial strife. They provide counselling services, adoption services (for disabled kids), prison visits, migrant support services, mental health support. They seek out the helpless, and help them! And it's run by an army of volunteers. Of course the Counsellors are all proper paid employees, but the majority of Anglicare workers are ordinary, everyday, churchgoing christians. And you never hear about them. They are out there running playgroups for single mums, for newly-arrived migrants; they're providing twice-weekly coffee mornings for the mentally-iffy in Wollongong; they're visiting the elderly; they're helping struggling families... In fact, they've effectively become the outsourced Welfare System. The government has abrogated their responsibilities towards the vulnerable in our communities, and left it to the Church.
Well, despite the unsparkliness of the prepared statement, the Anglicare Lady did her job well. Although I annually provide the components of a Christmas Hamper for a Medium to Large family (xmas pudding, xmas cake, tinned ham, tinned custard, tinned potatoes etc) I've decided I don't do enough. I don't have time to volunteer, but I CAN donate money. And that's what I'm going to do.
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Actonb, you're good.
I am glad there are organisations stepping in and taking over the stuff-that-needs-doing (TM) when the government bails. But I think it sucks that the government does bail so often and so readily.
mentally-iffy in wollongong - isnt that just about the whole town?
do reckon they'd run down the shop and grab me some munchies when i am too wacked to peel myself off the couch?
Seriously though, the only worry is that is church groups get subbied to do all the welfare they should have to keep their dogma seperate.
They do Mushie. They don't go around preaching, they just witness through the work. As far as I'm aware. The people who access the services know that it is a christian organisation, but they don't get bombarded with The Message.
And remember Nic, if you're going to give, don't just give what you can afford, give until it hurts.
And don't forget to chuck in a little extra to cover Chesty...
Happy are those who give it all up in the name of christ to mushroom..........
Blessed are the meek for they are the easiest to shit on...
'..East Timor is suffering a humanitarian disaster, the wife of President Xanana Gusmao says.
Kirsty Sword Gusmao said 50,000 hungry people, some forced to eat grass, were still displaced by violence in the capital Dili...'
This is precisely the sort of story that breaks my heart. When I read this, I immediately contacted the East Timorese Consulate to offer my assistance and see if any of those poor bastards wanted to come over to my place for something to eat.
The grass is really, really long out the back...
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Didn't matter since the lazy prick hasn't written anything for 6 months...
er, yes.
And again with the 'you wouldn't notice if your bum was on fire' theme.
My, my...aren't we all punchy now that we're not sitting across the table...
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