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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Family Friendly Farms


I’m not a farmer nor do I profess to have much knowledge about farms.  But as a Pastor I do know about families.   I do know that families and farms go together and that a farm is a great place to raise a family.  

A farm can also be a dangerous place for a family.  There is risk created by heavy equipment, augers, and large animals just to name a few.  Unfortunately accidents do happen on farms, and when it’s the family running the farm, the family is personally affected. 

I learned this on May 23, 2009.   On that day, the phone rang and on the other end a weak voice said,  “Can you come to the farm, there was an accident and Scott has been killed.”   Fifteen minutes later, I turned into the farmyard and saw the ambulance, yellow police tape circling the accident scene and a devastated farm family.   

What happened?  It was harvest time and Scott was packing silage.  The job was almost finished.  The bunker was just full, there was maybe a few more minutes needed on the pile.  When Scott was backing up, the tractor’s back wheel rode over the edge of the concrete bunker wall, causing the tractor to tumble down the side of the bunker to the ground.  It landed on its side.  Scott was underneath the back tire.   He was 18. 

He died instantly and in that moment a farm family was forever changed.  The farm, on that day, was not a safe place for the family.  

There was a display of compassion and concern that followed from neighbors, family, friends and church members. There were around 1300 people at Scott’s celebration of life service.  People volunteered to milk and help on the farm.  Even today, over a year later, people still stop at the farm and visit knowing how much it means to the family.  The family is doing as good as can be expected considering their enormous loss. 

Recently I happened to be on the farm when Scott’s dad was packing silage.  He invited me into the cab of the tractor and before he put it in gear he made extra effort to make sure the door was shut tight.   As he worked the bunker, he talked about safety and farm practices.  He is a grandfather now with 3 grandkids all under 1 year old.  Family and farm safety has deep meaning to him not just for his family but his thoughts go to other farm families as well.  “I wonder how other farm families are doing during harvest. Harvest time is busy and safety is too often second place to getting the job done,” he said with concern.

When I drive by farms now I find myself looking for the bunkers and I’m prompted to say a prayer for the farm workers.  I drove by a farm recently and got a horrible cringing feeling when I saw a concrete bunker filled to the very top with the top crest much higher than the concrete sidewalls. 

My request to the farm community is, “Please do everything you can to make farms a good place for families – even during harvest.” 

(If you have changed any farm practices to increase safety since Scott’s death, we want to hear from you.  Contact Pastor Mike VanderKwaak mikevkshema@yahoo.com)

Saturday, October 02, 2010

Chilliwack Connect Experience

The sign said, “Buggy Check-in.”  “Odd,” I thought.  Then my eyes saw the shopping carts filled with plastic bags, sleeping bags and odds and ends.  Next to them were at least 50 bikes. And close by were the watchful eyes of friendly security.

Welcome to the first impression of Chilliwack Connect – they thought of everything.  If you are homeless all your processions are either in a backpack or shopping cart.  The buggy check-in was a symbol of trust.  Come to Chilliwack connect, you can trust us we want to help.

I walked into the building, saw Pastor Jay from 1st Avenue Church, and was immediately greeted by at least 6 people.  All trained, helpful and disarming.  I walked in and there was a buzz.  I saw what could be described as a cross between a missions festival, barber shop, doctor’s examining room and high school cafeteria. 

People were eating, drinking coffee and shopping at the free clothes section.  There must of have been a hundred people in the gym alone and it wasn’t lunch time yet.   

There were agencies setup in rooms and hallways.  They had displays that had brochures, free things (free dog food) and cardboard standup trifolds with the names and services described.  Every table had someone asking about services.   Talked to Bobbi Jacob from Ann Davis Transition, Kim Lloyd from HIV Prevention, and Tom McMahon from Fraser Health - they all had smiles on their faces. 

Chills were going up and down my back and I kept thinking, “It’s working, it’s working.”  Homeless and at risk friends are getting connected to people and services.  They are meeting caring professional people and they are not alone.  They are getting help.