My people traditionally had "Granaries of Ngai" (Ngai is the high deity)dotting the walking highway between villages so that strangers could travel without fear of hunger. That is the only structure that I am aware of that associated with a deity in its name. Granaries were known to be the private property of a family and was respected as such.
It was therefore a serious crime for anyone to violate the private space insde the granary. My people knew that your stomach was more private than any anatomy below it. There was no cheating around this matter of life and death. You couldn't have that aspect of life wrong.
They know that is how life had always been and it is unlikely to change any time soon. You can have women in power or men in power and the primacy of food would still remain. The women folk can identify themselves as feminists or "husbands" of other women, as they in fact did practice, and the primacy of food would remain.
Then the White colonists arrived along with their religious venom. The buildings that were built by these people was to extract resources for the primary purpose of spreading the very ideology that was damaging their way of life. In other words the new "granaries" were in actually and literally for a deity. This was a great contrast to the traditional public granary whose main focus was the larger community or humanity. The same colonialists called my people primitive.
Over a hundred year later, some of the former colonists have become "primitive " in regards to the primacy of the stomach. I wonder if the same court would rule that there are grounds of coveting your neighbors wife in case you had issues obtaining sexual favors for whatever reason.
Now it gives me hope that the church will soon or later go "primitive". For I partly take issues with the conceptualization of religion due to it's impact on our stomachs.
But yet some will point an accusing finger at me and claim that I "fight" the church. My fight is not against anyone but for everyone's stomach. The church is dangerous for it's introduction to a concept that consumes so much of our energies for concepts that are geared towards the only life we know during a time when we are in dire need for any energy we can amass to be used in improving those things that we know will make life.
In so many words, paying homage to the granary is my defense against the pantry. The pantry is a symbol of processed food and the granary a mark of sustainable and sovereign food.