Julia Calabrese and Becky Blake are leading a workgroup that is painting, repairing steps and handrails, and flooring a house in the Hill District. Jesse Campbell, Taren Hodges, Kirsten Beck, Nate Hodder, Justin Blincow, and Callin Gribbin are serving their homeowner well.
Their homeowner is an 85 year-old widower who survived cancer. Her live-in caretaker is her niece, whose son also lives at the house. Our students are enjoying serving their homeowner, and the conversations they’ve gotten to have with her.
Yesterday, I wrote about the North Side and, in particular, the Mexican War Streets neighborhood. I described it as two separate neighborhoods co-existing within and around one another. There’s tension and disparity. A neighborhood that needs more residents to take up the task of being a true neighbor.
The Hill District is a proud neighborhood, with a rich history. For example, the Hill District once was a center of African American culture and had prominent clubs that hosted some of the most well-known jazz musicians of their time. Art Blakey, Mary Lou Williams, and John Coltrane performed at The Crawford Grill #2 and drew a racially mixed, international clientele. Below is a picture of The Crawford Grill #2 today.
And the homeowner our students and leaders are serving doesn’t really have neighbors to act neighborly anymore. The house our students are repairing is the only house on its side of the street and across the street there are only remnants of houses long since abandoned and a few that are completely burnt out. The picture below is a panoramic view of what the homeowner sees when looking out her front door.
The Hill District isn’t two people groups living in the same neighborhood. It is racially homogenous: predominantly African American. It’s a community surrounded by opportunity and resources, and yet seemingly uninvited to share in either. On one side is Oakland, with several world-class colleges and universities. Half a mile away across the Birmingham Bridge is South Aide works, urban redevelopment at its “finest.” Yet, when leaving the worksite in the Hill District and driving through the South Side to our worksite in Carrick, I was struck by something. Something seemingly so obvious. When driving through the Hill District I saw multitudes of African American men and women walking, sitting, or talking on street corners, but absolutely no white men or women. But as I crossed the bridge into South Side and drove one and a half miles along Carson Street until turning onto Saw Mill Run Boulevard towards Carrick, I saw countless white men and women, dressed professionally and fashionably, either enjoying some leisure time or a lunch break from work. The number of African American men and women that I saw could be counted on my two hands. This isn’t a judgment statement; it’s an observation made from driving from one urban neighborhood to another close to 1pm on a Tuesday afternoon.
After living in the North Side for seven years and observing what I have, and after my drive from the Hill District to Carrick this afternoon, I’m even more thankful for North Way. I’m thankful to serve a church that is committed to bridging the divide and reconciling two groups of people who need to be reconciled to one another. We need reconciliation. The Gospel tells us as much. We are the body of Christ, and we need to be reconciled to Christ and to one another in order to fully live into our mission as the people of God. I’m thankful for men like Freedom Blackwell, Bryan McCabe, and Doug Melder who live in diverse urban neighborhoods and who are leading our church as we seek reconciliation. The local church is the hope of the world, and our students are extending that hope and love across racial and economic boundaries this week, much as our church is seeking to do every week.
This week our students are learning some of what reconciliation truly is and what it looks like. I’m proud of our students, selfless servants. Thank you to every parent and family who is supporting our students this week!