Friday, April 30, 2010

The Frontier, The Wilderness, and the Boundary

I am at the Annual Meeting of the Florida Conference of the United Church of Christ. I know- long name, right? Our two keynote presenters are really good--DaVita McCallister and Elena Larssen. They have offered us three images: the frontier, the wilderness, and the border.

(5/5/10 I am thankful to Rev. Bill Koch, our regional conference minister, for the summary below to which I have added my own thoughts and perspectives)

The Frontier:  
If one were to take the total number of inhabitants of the state of Ohio and divide by the square miles of that state, you’d come up with about 222 people per square mile.  In North Dakota, that number would be 6 people per square mile.  So many folks have moved away from less populous and economically depleted areas that some counties no longer have enough people to warrant having the designation of “county"!  The state has declared those areas to be “Frontier.”   There are just not enough people, and so earlier frontier images and operational modes have come back into use. Support for services, such as schools and trash collection, have been lost, but an incredible sense of adventure has been gained. Interesting… for some of our churches, the same thing has occurred: where there used to be three, four, or five hundred people in the congregation, now there are 70, 60 or less;  there is often a resulting sense of distress, failure, uncertainty, and fear.  But like North Dakota, this is a “place” those churches have been before.  In fact, there was a time when these churches had even less people, had no building, and ever fewer programs to offer.  But, there was a different feel, hope and vision.   Perhaps it is time for such churches to recognize they are once again on a Frontier of existence.  They will never again go back to being exactly what they were in former years; that simply isn’t going to happen.  It is time to look to the future.. to start anew.  And this is true for both local churches and our whole denomination, really!  While in many places our churches might have been on the inner circle of community life, now we are on the fringe, out on the Frontier. Consider the Frontier… It can be a romantic place where stories are forged which immortalize courage, self-giving, and hard-won success. It is a place of struggle, hardship and pain, and also a place of excitement and creativity; it’s where people must rely on relationships, and where they can pull together to do amazing things… on the Frontier.  

The Wilderness:   
When we realize our church is on the Frontier, we will also then notice that we are surrounded by Wilderness.   The image of the Wilderness is visited often in our scriptures… Moses and the Israelites knew that place well; for forty years! Their experience in the Wilderness is central to our faith.  Jesus went there too; he had to go through his trials in the Wilderness before he could begin his ministry.  He too found it to be a place of confusion, distraction, and temptation.  It is easy to get lost out there.   It is a dangerous, unforgiving place… poor decisions may well mean you will not be around to tell any story.  Actually though, the Wilderness is not a bad place; as with the ancient Israelites and Jesus, it can serve as a place of preparation. Wilderness can also be a place where we have said "no" or "not yet" to God. When the right time and circumstances do finally appear, they can then be seen, recognized, and taken advantage of.  The Wilderness… a place where we can perish OR get ready, gain focus, eliminate distractions and hone our vision.

The Border:    
 And when we are ready to move on, we then realize that we are facing Borders.  There are separations between us and the places we might want to go and people we would want to reach.  A Border is a real boundary that distorts or totally blocks communication, and prevents disparities and blessings from being shared.  In this country today, less that 20% of folks go to church.  Of the other 80%, many have little or no concept of who we are, what we do, or what we are about; and seem to have little interest in changing any of that.  It almost seems we speak another language.  In many places, our church has been relegated to the fringe of our communities.  Looking back into our history, when our nation’s 17th and 18th century settlers moved across frontiers of this land they faced many borders, physical and humanly-created; they were well aware that lands beyond were already occupied by native peoples they did not know.  Though later accounts and understandings of that history would mythologize that these new lands were being “discovered,” the truth was that our immigrant forebears had to carefully deal with the people who already called these lands “home.”  (And how much different our history and this land would be today had those dealings been different and not constantly marred by oppressiveness, cruelty, and greed.)  Today, we in the church look across borders at the people who do not know us and whom we do not know either.  We must realize that to leave the fringe and get back toward the “mainstream” we are going to have to deal with those who already live there, who already have habits and patterns of activity that do not include church involvement, and who in some cases have already been injured, embarrassed, or excluded by the church.  Though they do yearn for spiritual understandings, insight, and inspiration and do want to make significant, positive contributions to this world, they have little or no concept that our church can help them discern or grow in this vital and integral part of life.   Interesting… one visual image of a border presented by Elena and DaVita was that of a huge river, the banks of either side being separated by such a wide expanse.  And spanning that awesome river was an equally impressive bridge.  That border had been traversed with a structure of beauty and integrity.  That border had been overcome to the betterment of both sides.


The frontier spoke to me. Elena talked about the discomfort, the inconvenience of the frontier, but also about the excitement and sense of adventure that comes along with engaging the frontier.

I know that I am, and I feel that our church is, in the frontier stage. We have to be ready, we have to be entrepreneurial.



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Thursday, April 29, 2010

Hanley Clergy-in-Residence

I had the opportunity to spend a day at Hanley Center in West Palm Beach yesterday. They are a nationally known addiction recovery center. Yesterday, they held their first "Clergy-in-Residence" program for area clergy. They introduced the basics of recovery as they see it at Hanley Center. You can see all my scribbled notes here.

I am fascinated by the work being done in 12 Step based recovery programs. I find it to be a rich spiritual path. Here are some things that jumped out at me, probably familiar to those more acquainted with recovery language and ideas than I.

From John Dyben, the clinical director (and a chaplain):

Four principles/values of recovery:
1. Compassion
There needs to be a lack of judgement in an interaction with an addict. Hanley's philosophy is that addiction  is a disease and should be treated as such even though the behavior of the addict often illicits judgement from others. We don't judge; we can't fix; we "jump in and tread water with them."
2. Acceptance
Born out of humility on our part.
3. Dignity
From the Latin "worthy to be alive." No one is "throw away." As a result we engage/work with:
4. Excellence

From Jonathan Benz, chaplain, on "12 Step Spirituality":

We are all spiritual. There is healthy spirituality, characterized by connection, mindfulness, awareness, integration, quality relationship with self, others, God, and unhealthy spirituality, characterized by disconnection, unawareness, disintegration.

Guilt - Feeling bad about what one has done
Shame- Feeling bad about who one is

"A spiritual life defeats a life of spirits" Carl Jung (to Bill W., founder of AA)

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Between Sundays

My son Emerson is 5 years old and he is just now becoming aware of the sequence of days. Where Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, etc. were just words, now he is connecting them to his life. Friday, he knows, is show-and-tell day at school. That is followed by Saturday which, for the most part, is our family's Sabbath. We spend the day together goofing off. He's figured out that after Friday and Saturday comes Sunday, when we "go to church." He still checks with us though. When he wakes up he asks Trish or me, "Is this church day?" When we answer affirmatively, he is sometimes excited. He enjoys being with his friends and singing the songs and learning the verses. Other times he is disappointed. Church edges out school in his young mind and heart, but neither is as good as staying home and playing with Play Doh with Mom and Dad.

Isn't that amazing? Even at the tender age of five, he's already made the connection. He has bought into the idea that most of us accepted long ago. Sunday is for church, and, unfortunately, church is for Sunday. On Sunday, we go to church. Sometimes we do it willingly, because we enjoy the music, the fellowship, the message. Other times we would rather hang out at home and play with Play Doh, but we go anyway.

Between Sundays, where most of our life occurs, is a different story, however. It's "real" life, away from the music and the comforting smell of the sanctuary. Here is the crazy thing though--we are still the church between Sundays. Between Sundays, we still love God, love others, and serve the world.

In fact, if we are not the church between Sundays, there is little reason to gather as the church on Sundays. Hmmmm, maybe that is why fewer and fewer are choosing to do so.

What are some ways we can encourage and support one another in being the church between Sundays?

Friday, April 23, 2010

Servants of Christ and Stewards of the Mysteries of God

Yesterday, I read 1 Corinthians 4:1 in my daily readings. I must have read this passage before, but for the life of me I don't remember. "Think of us in this way, as servants of Christ and stewards of God’s mysteries."So simple. That is what I want to be about.

I want to serve Christ. For me, Christ is the best way to understand and approach the Divine. I want to serve him with everything I am and everything I have.

And while, for me, the fullness of God dwells in Christ (Colossians 1:19), I do not believe that Christ is the only manifestation of God. God is not limited by Christ, much less my understanding of Christ. So while it is important for me to be a servant of Christ, I am also called to be a steward of the mysteries of God-not an explainer of the mysteries of God, but a steward. Encountering them and cherishing them as I discover them in the world and in others.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Post-modern Fairy Tale "How to Train Your Dragon"

 



Our family went to see How to Train Your Dragon last week. It was the first of the new 3D movies that I have seen. We weren't sure how Emerson would react to the 3D, but we decided to give it a go. He loved it. He was giggling through much of the movie, reaching out and trying to touch what appeared to be right in front of him.

 I loved it too. It was awesome to watch, really beautiful. And I loved the story. Spoiler alert: I'm going to discuss the plot, so if you are planning on seeing it and don't want to know stop reading now!

It is the story of a little Viking village that has an ongoing battle with some pesky dragons who they have fought for generations. A young man in the village, Hiccup who we learn is the son of the village chief, is a small, thin lad who has never shown much interest in battling dragons. However, he encounters a dragon, a Night Fury, that he had wounded during a night raid on the village. Through his interaction with the dragon, who he names "Toothless," he learns that the dragons aren't really as ferocious as their reputation and, in fact, learns to train the dragon, allowing him to excel at his training in battling dragons. In addition, he is shown by Toothless where the dragons live and Hiccup discovers that is a great nest of dragons, ruled by a monstrous "queen" dragon to whom they give all of the food they steal or else she kills them.

Because of his new found skills, Hiccup is held in high esteem by the village until, at the end of his training, he is expected to slay a dragon. He cannot do it. This enrages the village and embarrasses his father. The location of the dragon nest is found out and the villagers go to destroy it. However, they are severely outmatched by the enormous, horrible, powerful queen dragon. In the end, the dragons join the fight and together the defeat the queen dragon. The dragons and the Vikings live, as they say, happily ever after--together.

It got me thinking about the assumptions we make about others of different cultures, world views, sexual orientations, and religious persuasions. We can become convinced that the other, whatever the other is, is our enemy and we have to be, at best defensive, and at worst offensive. We have to "destroy the evil doers," or "convert the godless pagans," "confront the homosexual agenda," or, alternately, "fight homophobia."

The Vikings had never considered encountering and learning from the dragons. It was ludicrous. Neither do we consider engaging and learning from those we consider our "enemies." What if we were to live with one another, learn from one another and together fight the darkness and fear that too often compels us to fight one another. As the writer of the letter to the Ephesians recognized, "For we are not fighting against flesh-and-blood enemies, but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world, against mighty powers in this dark world, and against evil spirits in the heavenly places." (Ephesians 6:12 NLT)

There is a lot us hapless Hiccups have to offer. I believe it is time to stop fighting the dawning of a new era, to take the risk of engaging one another, and to band together to fight the darkness.







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