CPCHiLL20—join our 2019 Winter Fundraiser and help vulnerable women and help plant a church (January 21st –February 28th)
Each year we partner with Living Bread Ministries & Freegrance to both raise needed funds for our Hill church plant and ministry and to support the work of LBM among women vulnerable to human trafficking. For every purchase and with the use of CPCHiLL20 on www.freegrance.com, twenty percent (20%) will go to our CPC in The Hill account that supports our church plant in the Hill community of New Haven, Connecticut.
“Women and girls find themselves selling the only commodity they have, their bodies, in order to provide for themselves and their families. They enter the sex industry and are trafficked for someone else’s profit. They make a small sum with which they scrape out a meager existence for themselves and their extended families.” Living Bread Ministries, as a component of their church planting ministry, gives the ladies the opportunity to start a business. Then these women entrepreneurs in Thailand use their skills to make soap and ear-rings, in turn which they sell to Freegrance, Inc. then sells through their website (freegrance.com).
Please take the time to peruse the freegrance website and consider supporting these ladies—and our church plant in the Hill >> www.freegrance.com/shop << Use the Code: CPCHill20 in the promo code discount box during purchase so Lisa and I will get credit for your purpose. The ladies who make the soap and run the businesses have already been paid, so the 20% doesn't shrink what they earn–it helps market their product!
This year (and into future years) all the support we gain through this fundraiser will go directly to support the ministry of Maxine Harris, our CPC in The Hill administrative assistant. She is a long time Hill resident and is a vital part of our Hill ministry. Please help, buy some soap (and maybe an earring or two), and support Maxine!
And, please share as well . . .
And don't forget to use CPCHiLL20 in the promo code at check out!
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Give me a hundred more (homeless) who just want the words to the songs we sang on Sunday
“Happy New Year.”
After last night, I’m not sure what that clichè means anymore.
Each NYE our congregation, CPC in The Hill, has a late watch service–no music, lots of reflection on what God in Christ means as we finish up another calendar year and begin another. We don’t usually have new-comers or random guests. But she doesn’t count, I guess because she had visited on Sunday for our service. I suspected she was homeless, but that won’t be confirmed till later just before our NYE service. For the Sunday morning service, she sat in the back, against the wall for the whole time.
She surprised me when she showed up at our NYE’s watch service at 10:30pm. She was there a little before it started. She told me she very much enjoyed our Sunday service. I asked her where she was living, where she was staying. She, with a little embarrassment, said, “I’m homeless.” Yes I kinda figured that I told her. She said she had a spot nearby (she actually gave me the specifics, but you don’t need to know that) and it was somewhat protected from the rain. She said her stuff is probably gone by now, but she wanted to come for the NYE service.
And, then, here it goes, what often happens when a homeless person comes . . . “May I ask you something?” This happens almost every time, so I began to be disappointed (on the inside already). She was going to ask for money, I just knew it. Here we go . . . “The songs we sang on Sunday morning, can I get a copy of the words? They meant so much to me.”
She stayed for the whole service. She worshipped with us. Confessed sins with us. Put her own written sins, the ones she wrote on her three sticky notes (just like we all did), on the small cross up from just like the rest of us. She eat with us. (We eat in the middle of the service.) She asked God three requests, which she wrote on sticky notes (like we all did) and stuck them on the cross over all our sins (on those sticky notes that) we had written, just like the rest of us. She shared a holy kiss with us—and we with her.
After some post-service fellowship and cleaning up, she left. She said she’ll be ok. She thanked me and others for the service. Multiple times.
Later, after everyone went home from our service. I slept in a warm bed, safe from the elements.
This is the part that gets me about ministry in the Hill. I feel so helpless to actually help.
No brilliant idea is going to solve the homeless crisis. (I know that. I have been in the work of social action for 20 years.) No dynamic increase in ministry will suddenly shelter all those who are homeless and make the nooks and crannies of the Hill their bedroom for the night.
But, God willing. We’ll made a difference. Somehow. In some way.
So my resolution, borrowing from the young Jonathan Edwards, who was a Yale student now long ago just down the street from us: “Resolved, to live with all my might, while I do live.” Because others need me to. Others need us to be so resolved as a church.
Give us a hundred more of these ladies (and men) who just want the words to the songs we sang on Sunday morning.
Wasted Blogger, Chip M. Anderson
I am the pastor and church planter for Christ Presbyterian Church in The Hill; a flawed practitioner of Wasted Evangelism. I am learning about Wasted Evangelism through my experience in The Hill and through the good people of CPC in The Hill.