Without a sense of caring, there can be no sense of community.
- Anthony J. D’Angelo
For a community to be whole and healthy, it must be based on people’s love and concern for each other.
- Millard Fuller
The inevitability of living in a small rural town is that eventually events conspire to prove yet again that farming is dangerous and that horsepower and steel can conspire to illustrate the fragility human body. Such events seldom happen in the clear light of day, rather they wait until those hours when fatigue fogs the brain and diminishes decision making. Yet, these moments are also the moments when one can glimpse the defining element of a rural community – the outpouring of care and support that follows in tragedy’s wake.
For a rural community, there is meant by the phrase “we’ll keep you in our thoughts and prayers” than a request for divine intercession or a simple agnostic platitude. From thoughts follow actions and in short order there are fund raisers, benefits and a steady stream of casseroles for the family in crisis. These are small acts of kindness intended to provide comfort – it is the community taking the time to mantle over an injured member and to cure the part of that part of an injury that responds to warmth, protection, and love.
This past week, the inevitable occurred in my community and now’s the time for lasagna rather than lawyering.