Showing posts with label Misc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Misc. Show all posts

Sunday, May 22, 2011

the spin cycle

When I started seminary, I was a little pie-eyed, a lot excited, and pretty naive about the whole process.  (I thought I knew what I was getting into...) Adding studies and changing careers to an already full life is not the hiccup I thought it would be.

Since I started my internship in March, life has been on 'spin cycle' - you know when you can see the colors flying by in the washing machine, but you have no idea if that streak of red is a sweater or a towel because everything is moving so fast?!?!?!

So, I've made some decisions --- first, the cap gown are going to have to wait one more year.  My plan to finish next spring is foolish!  I am putting the grad thing off for one more year, until 2013. (the same year as my son's high school grad!)

second, sometime in the next few months I will reduce my internship office hours somewhat.  Flats is still priority one for us, and that hasn't been reflected by my actual time in the building lately.  Not that its a duty - the community is a joyful place and being in it is usually pretty refreshing!

just deciding these two things has been freeing!  I spent some quiet time with my coffee and the reflections of an old friend this morning, and I realized how much I've been craving peace.

things are coming back into focus, after a little too much spinning....

Gracious is the Lord, and righteous.  Our God is merciful.  
He protects the simple (and the spinning), ...
 RETURN O MY SOUL TO YOUR REST. 
psalm 116:5-7

Monday, May 9, 2011

mothering - with confidence


Mothers Day seems to have a weird effect on us.  Some folks love it, others want to hide in a dark room and pretend it doesn't exist.  The feelings we have about mothers day seem to be at least partially tied to the feelings we have about our mothers, and whether we felt let down or failed by them in our youth.

Reading a few blogs this morning provided some interesting reflections.  I liked what Wendy McCaig had to say about being a non-traditional mom.  She recounted how she had a mom that wasn't very normal, and then became a mom that wasn't very normal.  Made me smile, because I've definitely heard my kids say frequently over the years that they wished I was just normal, more like their friends' moms.  Every once in a while though, I get to hear them say that they appreciate me just as I am.  That's nice to hear :)

I had a really nice day with my family yesterday, starting off with a great message in church.  Mike talked about mothering and discipling.  He wrapped up by talking about three important roles moms play in the shaping of their kids futures.
  1. Caregiving. (obviously)
  2. Dreaming - as in dreaming on behalf of their kids, naming the dreams, sharing the dreams, believing the dreams, holding the dreams up and keeping them alive
  3. Inviting their kids to participate in meaningful ways.  I think the jist of this one is that families do things alongside eachother, rather than always instructing; recognizing the unique contributions of kids rather than the capabilities of experienced parents.  I think it has something to do with how we 'belong' in our families.
What about you readers ... do you have a 'normal' mom?  What are your reflections on the day?

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Mothers Day Proclamation

Julia Ward Howe is one of the women responsible for setting aside a day for mothers, a day to celebrate the gift of being and having mothers.  She was an activist, a poet, a suffragist, a feminist, an abolitionist, a reformer, an advocate, and a pacifist.  (thank you Wiki!) 
   (Is that not an amazing list of activities for any person, let alone a woman ... in the late 19th century! - WOW!)


The Proclamation below was written as a response to civil war.  Julia's thoughts are timeless, though.


Mothers Day Proclamation
Julia Ward Howe


Arise, then, women of this day!
Arise, all women who have hearts,
Whether our baptism be of water or of tears!
Say firmly:
"We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, the women of one country, will be too tender of those of another country
To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs."
From the bosom of the devastated Earth a voice goes up with our own.
It says: "Disarm! Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice."
Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace,
Each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
But of God.
In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask
That a general congress of women without limit of nationality
May be appointed and held at someplace deemed most convenient
And at the earliest period consistent with its objects,
To promote the alliance of the different nationalities,
The amicable settlement of international questions,
The great and general interests of peace.

... Makes ya rethink the Hallmark version of Mothers Day, huh?  Maybe theres room for a little more than candy, flowers, and sentimentality! 
... on a lighter note, here is a picture of one of the reasons i am celebrated on Mothers day.. as I rounded the corner into our parking lot, there was some shouting from the roof, and there was my almost 16-year old son and his friend, way up high!



Monday, January 31, 2011

from where we've come...

(a mailing list I subscribe to advised me of this today.. thought it was a good reminder for all of us...)

Did you know . . .  January 28, marks 95 years since the Manitoba Legislature passed an amendment to the Manitoba Elections Act in 1916, giving most women in Manitoba the right to vote and run in provincial elections. Manitoba succeeded in being the first province in Canada to grant women suffrage. Women activists and their supporters spent many years dedicated to achieving this goal. In the years just prior to 1916, the movement for women’s suffrage in Manitoba was organized by the Manitoba Political Equality League, led by suffragette and political activist Nellie McClung and other noteworthy players, such as Cora Hind, Lillian Thomas, and Dr. Mary Crawford as well as many other dedicated women and men. The Manitoba Political Equality League coordinated the infamous “Women’s Parliament” a satire which turned the debate on its head and ridiculed the dangers of giving men the right to vote.

Importantly, not all women in Manitoba benefited from the 1916 amendment. It was not until 1952 that all Manitoba women gained the right to vote, when legislation changed so that Aboriginal men and women became eligible to vote in provincial elections and hold office without losing their treaty Indian status.

We look forward to a 100th anniversary celebration of this momentous event in 2016!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Handles

    You know what I mean by handles, right?  I don't actually mean the literal handles like the ones we open doors or flush toilets with... I mean metaphorical handles that help us understand stuff thats going on in our lives.

Like, when we are seeking clarity or understanding as we communicate with a friend... we ask questions in order to 'get a handle' on the matter.

Or, if we are trying to make sense of circumstances that confound us, sometimes we need to break things down to whatever things we can make the most sense of, or 'get a handle on'.

I have a few 'handles' that have been helpful lately.  Today, I'm listing them here for your reading enjoyment...maybe you'll adopt a new handle!

  • pipes and water.  This handle came from a conversation with my friend and pastor, Bruce.  It helps me in my constant struggle with structured vs. unstructured.  (or porous vs rigid, loose vs tight, flowy vs. controlled...)  Think about the water and pipes going to and fro from source to tap.  Water is free and unconstrained.  It moves wherever it wants, isn't obedient or conforming.  Water is flowy and uncontrolled, open to whatever opportunity might present itself.  It can change course without much thought; where it went yesterday has no bearing on today!  Pipes, on the other hand, they restrain and restrict water.  They direct it and help it to not make a mess or overflow in undesirable ways.  They carry it to where it needs to go.  The reason that this handle so helpful is that it reminds me that both pipes and water are necessary, and that they need eachother.  Pipes are silly if there is not water to deliver, but water without pipes can be unattainable mess.  The 'pipes vs. water' handle is a good one for me as I look for balance in my mind and in my life.
  • vulnerability as path.  This handle comes from life in community and also from seminary classes.   It seems like a willingness to be vulnerable, to put ourselves out there, leads to freedom, trust and depth in communication.  I feel like I have repeatedly seen this evidenced in my own relationships and in others around me.  Vulnerability is often feared, and the cost of obeying that fear is high. I've written before about speaking the truth in love (Ephesians 4) as growth and maturity.  A certain commentary talks about a life of truthing - which is impossible without vulnerability and the inevitable blows we'll suffer because we've allowed it instead of fearing it.  Now, when I am in the midst of a conversation where I can be more honest or less, I think of my new handle of vulnerability as path and choose the path accordingly...
  • stackable losses.  This handle on grieving has helped me so much in the last couple of months!  I talked enough about it before, so I wont go into that again.  Envisioning losses piled up on top of each other is a great handle on understanding stress.
  • deleting files.  You know how you can go into your email program, and go to the deleted folder, and there is a command there that allows you to delete all the mail in there at once?  OR, you can select the files you want to save, but delete the rest?  I think deleting files is a great handle on what needs to happen in our mental filing cabinet every once in a while.  There could be some unmet expectations filed away that are causing havoc just because they haven't been deleted.  There could be unresolved grudges or hurts that hang around and unwittingly affect new opportunities and relationships .. all we have to do is take a look and see that certain files we forgot about are still hanging around - then decide if we actually want to keep them.  Recently, I went through a mental file about 'what I thought it would look like to be a long term Flatlander' and deleted all sorts of crap - but I held on to a few key non negotiables, and starred /flagged those files so I remember to review them even more often!
  • christian imagination.  This is a handle i've been using for a while to think about all sorts of ideas.  I resent modernity for reducing our faith to the least mysterious and most scientific explanation!  When I consider the layers of meaning in the scriptures, the stories of Jesus, even faith itself, I employ this handle to open things up, not wrap them up in a manageable package.
But speaking the truth in love, we must grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ, from whom the whole body, joined and knitted together by every ligament with which it is equipped, as each part is working properly, promotes the body’s growth in building itself up in love.   Eph. 4

Sunday, September 26, 2010

New word

Decentered.

That is my word of the year.

A few years ago, my word was CLARITY.  Some professional situations were teaching me the value of clarity, and the expense of its absence... I realized that this principle applied to the rest of my life, too.  It was a good word to grow with.

The next year, SUSTAIN was the word I that guided me often.  In times of doubt, wondering, impasse, frustration - I turned over and over again to the fact that God sustains, is alongside, and that I can see so little of what is important.  I learned (through experience, not just in my head) that in trusting the sustaining (faithful, loving) actions of God I can better see the sustaining (faithful, loving) actions of God.

Last year's word was TENSION.  I felt a growing awareness of the reality (and necessity) of simultaneous push/pull.  It became increasingly clear to me how much we need tension to grow, how much we need to be okay with it rather than resisting it.  I realized how much I want to fix, mend, tend, heal, cure, and how little I wanted to 'be alright to sit with' things just as they are... and that there are indeed times when that is what I must do. (An old friend talks about the tension between success/failure on his blog..thoughts not expressed frequently enough in our culture of competition and achievement!)

This year, DECENTERED is the theme/word I want to learn from.  I've come across this word in counselling texts, and its a way of practicing, of being with people that resists being expert, resists knowing anything at all.  An image that goes along with this word is one of flying above circumstances, somewhere in the sky, rather than being mired and attached to every aspect or detail of a situation.  A decentred approach genuinely cares without obsessively owning.  It influences without being completely invested in outcomes.  The opposite of decentred - centered - can lead to an inappropriate sense of responsibility, a heavy burden, even exhaustion.  But being appropriately attached to circumstances can be invigorating and life giving.  I need to grow in the ability to be decentered, and if this year's word is like those from the past, I will learn a great deal in the months to come.

If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don't fuss about what's on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds. Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch? All this time and money wasted on fashion—do you think it makes that much difference? Instead of looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen color and design quite like it? The ten best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them. If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don't you think he'll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I'm trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God's giving. People who don't know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don't worry about missing out. You'll find all your everyday human concerns will be met. Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.
Matthew 6, The Message (MSG)

Saturday, August 21, 2010

neighborhood economy

There are unique things about inner city neighborhoods and their economies. 

I don't know other cities as well, but some things are pretty consistent in other places I've visitied.  Take pawn shops - you don't usually find many of those in the suburbs.  They're a pretty important part of the economy down here.  They actually used to be MORE important, before the MoneyMart and PayDay Loan folks came in to offer a helping hand.  I can even remember back in the day when there were banks in the neighborhood.  But, they all pulled out some time ago.  There are some good corporate citizens out there though. 

But what prompted me to write this post is some of the more underground kind of stuff.  Did you know that you can trade in bus tickets (given to you by social services) for smokes?  Or cash?  Did you know that you can buy or sell single smokes?  Did you know that there are even local stores that will give you cash money for the frozen meat you got from the food bank or charity?  How about drugs - you can trade your prescription meds for street drugs.  And, just incase one of the local doctors is onto you, there are at least half a dozen walk in clinics within a few blocks.  Just go to another physician and complain of other ailments.  You can fill another prescription as long as you don't take it to the same pharmacy.  (but don't worry, there are even more of those than there are clinics!)

I'm regularly surprised by the stuff I learn by hanging out on Main Street.  But, one day earlier this summer, I was totally shocked by a new spin on the north end economy ...
I was waiting for a friend who I thought might be lost.  I found a paper bag with this note sticking out..



This is what was in the bag.
This neighborhood NEVER ceases to surprise me!
Although the content is questionable, I'd say this is North End economy at its finest... generosity, good will, and a desire to do a good turn for a stranger!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

new look


i thought i might find the time to make some blog changes this week.... no family around and all the quiet that I don't know what to do with!

The new look reflects spring, hope, and new beginnings.

I've added 'pages', so check for more of those to be added as inspiration comes
The whole blog is simplified; I deleted a lot of content.
As always, love to hear your feedback!

Friday, February 26, 2010

linked blogs...

Some of you have asked if I know all those bloggers linked on the left sidebar - or if not, why i've linked them on here.... so, i thought i'd fill you in ... I know some of you read a few of them regularly from here.


the order always changes, because they are listed in order of recent posts; so the one at the top of the list is the person who has blogged most recently.

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Leighton is a friend from SK. He writes good stuff about life and faith and church and he's really cool. I miss going for lunch with him at the KK :) -Actually, I miss going for lunch with anyone at the KK, I loved that place!-


Consciously Frugal is written by a blogger from California. She has lots of fun and interesting things to say and I'm glad we've connected. I found her blog through Real Simple Magazine.


Jamie is a fellow Winnipeger who I first ran into when he spoke at our church in Winnipeg a long time ago. He writes great stuff about his community in inner city Winnipeg, and I always learn something from his posts....


downshifting is a blog from the UK about someone who is living as simply as possible, and writing about the lovely things learned along the way. There are frequent photographs of the British countryside that inspire me! A friend sent me the link a while back, and i was intrigued.

Paul M is a great friend living in Vancouver right now. His posts are most often about family and sports these days, but maybe he'll read this and do a post or two about faith insights - he has great things to say and I kinda miss reading those posts... although i do love keeping up with whats happening in his family, too!


Melanie, Cora Lynn, Connie and Erica are all friends who write a variety of stuff about life. There are often awesome pictures on their blogs too!


Ben and Ang are amazing friends of ours who serve with YWAM all over the world! Or it seems like that, anyway! This blog is one of the creative ways they stay in touch - they are gifted communicators no matter what the method.


Nathan is a former bethany student who is now working in Lima. He keeps everyone up to date on that fun adventure, but also does some good exploring and writing about his faith.


Geez is a local magazine that is kinda fun in a risque sort of way. I like the magazine (when i get a chance to read it!) and try to stay up to date on the blog. Often mentions local events.


Jessica is an artist and writer and all around amazing woman and friend. Also a seminary student, one whose wisdom is beyond her years.


Sheryl is a great writer and has a unique way of finding keen insights in ordinary life. She also sometimes writes about adventures with my kids :)


Siloam's blog is a must read for Winnipeggers. They have lots to say and are doing some really neat things to break down barriers between people in our city.

David is a prof at Briercrest and I like to learn from him. (especially when there is no marking involved!) He really likes to write about Karl Barth.

The Briercrest Seminary blog is kinda self explanatory.

Flatlanders et al. is the blog about the community I live in, and more... there is a farm and another ministry called Freedom house associated with Flatlanders. Hence the blog's name.. FlatFreeFarm... (clever, hey?)

Paul W. is another friend from SK who likes to push the envelope a little in his blog, which is why I like reading it!

There are a few not mentioned here, thats because I don't know them well enough yet to say very much.

Have a great week, and happy surfing!

Monday, February 15, 2010

rethinking this blog...

To blog or not to blog... this is the question! Sometimes I find the self centeredness that is required in order to be regular blogger pretty cringe-worthy.

Other times, I have an aha! moment while reading a book or journalling or even having a conversation that gives me an idea for a post... and I do love the idea of a blog being like a public journal.

Sometimes, I have nothing to say and feel like I need to post... but mostly, my reading keeps the ideas coming.

I think I'm going to keep blogging for this year and see where it goes.. I redesigned this blog about 14 months ago, and I have been thinking for the last little while it's time to do it again.. but haven't found the time to do much more than think about it!

The appearance of it is less important to me than the content... the John Stackhouse lecture I went to while at Regent has inspired me to write more, and this is a logical venue for practicing that.. but write about what? There have been several writing encouragements recently, and I do want to intentionally develop that skill. (I submitted a collaboratively written article to a denominational magazine recently!...)

I don't feel qualified to write 'real' theological stuff like some of my very smart friends. There is a lot of insight to be shared about daily life and community, family stories and learnings... or maybe thats just my opinion...

I turned to my stats for some insight. The most read post on this blog? The Bette Davis personality quiz. ... and not for the content; for the image of Bette in her lovely gown. The next two are Jungism and Equifinality... both found regularly by search engines.

I continue to have about 20 readers/day, who stay for less than 1.5 minutes. It seems that about 1/3 of these are random searches, and the rest navigate to the site. There are regular searches for 'kelly/dvorak/blog', so that indicates some ongoing interest. Folks just don't seem interested in the wordier posts, but the photo ones appear to be more appealing. Not a huge surprise ... when surfing, i frequently scroll for content I'm interested in and go elsewhere if my attention is not piqued quickly enough.

... so these are my thoughts this lovely Louis Riel holiday (or family day in other parts of Canada!) ... if you have any content or format change ideas, don't be shy to let me know! Use the comment box or email dvorak DOT kelly AT gmail DOT com.

(if you're wondering why the address is written in that weird format, its because genuine email address are found by spam generators ... and then are used to send all sorts of strange emails and comments!)

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

what we do at Flatlanders...

I am often surprised at how often people ask what we really DO at Flatlanders.. like you know, what is the WORK?

There is no shortage of tasks, but our emphasis is often relationship. So tonight, I sat with Kenny, who adores old-time music, and we listened to this you tube video. Over and over and over! As we listened he shared some good memories and laughs.

He just plain enjoyed the song.
... so I hope you will too!


Friday, January 15, 2010

confessions about chronic late-ness....


I am often late. not always, but often. Its not that I can't plan well, I can. (and frequently do!) Its not that I don't own an alarm clock or a watch, I own one of each. I've never missed a plane or a speaking engagement. But I often come to appointments a few minutes late. the biggest reason? I misjudge distance or prep time.... and I usually have a lot on the go!


I've heard people refer to folks like me as not valuing the time of others, I even read a recent frustrated blog post that called people like me 'self important'! (everyone has a lot on the go .. I recognize this!)


Still, I challenge this perception! I value others a great deal. And I don't think I'm more important than others.... so why am I often late? i've asked myself this question often. My husband has asked me this question often!!


... been thinking on this... and have spent a lot of time in my life trying to be a more on time person! i've actually made some progress...!! But I've also realized that its a huge effort for me to do it. Seriously.. it is like putting a square peg in way too small round hole multiple times/day. Consequently, I'm wondering if lateness is a personality thing. If it's not really a choice.. its just the way some of us are. Some of us are quieter, some of us boisterous. some of us expressive, some are reserved. Some are more apt to be defensive, others rarely take offense. Some are meticulous about appearance, some more haphazard. And some are chronically late while others are always on time (or even early!)


i'm wondering... can we find ways to 'create space' for one another rather than judging or personalizing the actions of others? Can the person who comes late to a meeting be appreciated even if they're always 6 minutes later than everyone else? Can it be okay to just get started and welcome the late person when they get there?


i'm wondering... does the world need more ways to make people feel guilty, more pressures to conform to expectations? How can we be genuinely okay with diverse characteristics among people?


these might sound like crazy ideas, but I'm just wondering.

what do you think?

Monday, December 28, 2009

10 commandments for theology students

i found this today, posted on the blog of one of my profs at Briercrest Seminary. A very good read, kinda funny, and not just for those of us who call ourselves students...

My favorite? #6.. it addresses my growing confusion about people who think they 'own' god, and are the sole means of representing Him or defending Him on this earth.... and in so doing pervert and misrepresent the gospel and the person of Christ.

The one I'm most guilty of... well, all of them to some degree... but #10. If i go to a new friend's house, my gaze settles on their bookshelf and i cannot focus on polite conversation until I've thoroughly checked the books out. Our friendship with some folks in Hepburn developed because I found some intriguing books on their bookshelf and had to know more about our friend's interests and thinking...(yes, thats you, Wayne! - and yes, you are a theology student!)

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Having spent some 16 years now teaching theology at Briercrest College and Seminary, I offer the following “10 Commandments for Theological Students.” You might think of this as following in the spirit of the classic little book by Helmut Thielicke [pronounced "Tee'-lik-a"] entitled, A Little Exercise for Young Theologians.

1) You shall have no other god before God. I cannot bring myself to alter the substance of this first commandment. As Karl Barth put it in a famous article in 1933, the first commandment is in fact the first axiom of all theology. In other words, theological students must never forget that God is the central object of our study in theology. As important as Scripture, tradition, history, and ancient texts are, in the end, theological study that forgets that theology is about God has already lost its way. In short, the first commandment for theological study is to remember that God is a Subject who freely gives himself in Jesus Christ as an object of our study and reflection, but that a proper response must be finally one of worship–worship before the Incomprehensible, Immeasureable Holy One who cannot be captured in our words, sentences, and theological papers, and yet who condescends to be known by sinning humans. We dare not forget this most important of all axioms: The focus of study for theological students is–God. Yes, theological students will face the demands of long hours of poring over the biblical text, memorizing Greek conjugations, deciphering the difference between enhypostasis and anhypostasis, and learning how to do exegesis, homiletics, and administration. But a faithful theological student should never forget that all of this is for naught if theology is not ultimately concerned about–God.

2) You shall not create a theological idol. Anyone who engages in formal theological study for any amount of time realizes that one’s preferences for some authors, scholars, theologians, or exegetes tend to narrow significantly over time. This is, at least in part, the practical reality of the theological disciplines: No one can master or read the work of everyone even within a narrow sub-discipline. Consequently, we tend to have our favorites. Now, if you simply don’t know me all that well, you probably won’t know that my favourite theologian is Karl Barth. Yours might be N.T. Wright or John Calvin or Augustine or Walter Brueggeman. The point is, beware of allowing that favourite to become a theological “pin up”–an idol, to use the biblical parlance.
True, I have no problem confessing my great admiration for the work of Karl Barth, and I read him more than any other theologian. But I also have learned that the best way to avoid idolizing a theologian is to read the opponents as well. For all my disagreements with Brunner, for example, I think that at several crucial points he had things more clearly thought out than Barth. And that helps me to remember that for all his genius, Karl Barth, too, was a sinner and was, like us all, prone to error.
But most importantly, see commandment #1 above: theological study must finally be about God, not about Barth or NT Wright, or John Zizioulos, however thankful I am for these faithful scholars. Unfortunately, it is the case that sometimes theological students become “experts” on theologians and scholars and consequently miss the main point of all theological study: to know God and his benefits, and to proclaim him to others, like us, in need of his grace.

3) You shall not take the name of other sub-disciplines in vain. It is almost inevitable that theological students will eventually assume that their chosen sub-discipline (whether systematic theology, historical theology, biblical exegesis, pastoral theology, church history, ethics, liturgics, or some other sub-discipline) is in some way superior to all others. At such points, it can be easy for theological students to become contemptuous toward students in other disciplines; but this should not be so. For in the end, the compendium of theological disciplines is analogous to the Body of Christ: Every member ultimately needs the other, even if we might secretly think that some parts are more honorable than others. Theologians need exegetes, and exegetes need historians, and historians need ethicists, and ethicists need homileticians. Rather than peering/sneering down our noses at those in other disciplines and scorning their work, I would encourage you to learn to discipline yourself to read at least one book in a discipline not your own for every ten that you read in your own. You might be surprised that those in other disciplines have something to teach you!

4) Remember to put to rest–temporarily–your critical theological skills while worshipping. Since the object of inquiry in theological study is ultimately none other than God himself (see Commandment #1), theological students must learn the discipline of worshipping God while temporarily suspending their newly emerging theological critical skills. This is especially important when the sermon is being delivered Sunday morning. Though you might see all your pastor’s exegetical fallacies, call into question his intertextual references, and be puzzled by the lack of good homiletical structure in his sermon, you must learn temporarily to put to rest your critical acuities, and try to remember that like everyone else gathed together in the Lord’s House on the Lord’s Day, the Person on display is God in Jesus Christ, not the pastor or the worship leader or the Sunday school teacher. You have, after all, come to worship God and to hear from him, not to assign a grade or write a critical review. Of course, your training will inevitably train you to see theological problems. That is a good thing. But remember that God has appointed pastors and teachers to have spiritual charge over us, and theological discipline includes the ability to learn from even imperfect preachers. Because after all, you may well be one of those imperfect pastors and teachers yourself someday as well.
Oh, and while I’m at it: Remember the exhortation from Hebrews 10:25: “Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.” For some reason, theological students can be easily deceived into thinking, “I study Scripture and think about God all week long. I don’t need to be involved in a local body of believers on Sunday as well.” This is simply wrong, and I encourage you to resist the temptation to be a “Bedside Baptist” during the course of your theological study. If anything, regular involvement in a local church keeps our feet grounded in the community where the theologically educated are most needed. If there is a suspicion amongst the rank and file church goers of our day about formal theological education, it may in part be because of how often theological students account for so many of the empty spots in the pews on Sunday morning. The logic may be flawed, but it is hard to avoid the connection that so often, theological students are the least likely to be in Church, so therefore, theological education must be bad. Don’t contribute to that flawed logic. Be in Church next Sunday!

5) Honour your theological fathers and mothers. At one level, theological students simply need to learn to respect and honour the wisdom of their professors, even at times when it sounds like they might seem to be completely off-base and, indeed, theologically suspect in comparison with one’s pastor or mentor back home or favourite theological author. Don’t get me wrong here: I’m not saying that theological professors are perfect–by no means. I know too many of them myself, and I happen to see one in the mirror every morning when I shave! But beyond honouring your teachers (they, after all, have typically committed something like 8 or 12 years after high school of study to prepare for their role) be sure also to honour your theological fathers and mothers back home as well. It can be an awful show of disrespect, after a year or two of theological education, to begin to look down one’s nose at those pastors and elders back home who may not have had the same privileges you have had, and to begin to judge them harshly for their lack of theological and biblical sophistication. In such cases, never forget that it these same “simple” pastors and teachers and elders and parents back home who are truly your spiritual fathers and mothers. It is far too easy to become a theological critic; it is far more difficult (and, to be sure, the sign of theological maturity) to be able to appreciate and still learn from those from whom you may have already passed in theological sophistication!

6) You shall not verbally, intellectually, or rhetorically murder your theological opponent. For the most part, theological students seem to manage to avoid physically killing one another in the heat of a theological debate. (Although in the history of Christianity, there have been some exceptions!) But my experience tells me that almost all of us (including me) will not hesitate to pull out all the stops in the heat of a theological argument. We will use every resource at hand to squash (”metaphorically murder”) our opponents. It is during those intense moments of theological debate (which, by the way, I happen to think can be very healthy) that we needconstantly to check ourselves to make sure that it is the truth that we are after, and not simply the desire to win the argument at all costs. To paraphrase the Apostle, “If I decimate my theological opponent in the pursuit of truth, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or clanging symbol.” (Cf. 1 Cor 13:1) Unfortunately, in 17 years of providin theological education, I have more than once seen Christian fellowship broken over what really amounted to either a trivial, or unwinnable theological argument. This isn’t to commend avoiding theological arguments at all costs: Indeed, we probably need more theological debate these days than less! But always remember that ultimately, the goal of a theological argument should be more often irenical than polemical: It is for the building up of the Body, not the utter destruction of our theological detractors.

7) Do your utmost to stay out of bed with the “spirit of the age.” In 1 Tim 4:1, Paul warns, “the Spirit clearly says that in later times some will abandon the faith and follow deceiving spirits and things taught by demons.” This is one of those commandments that is of uttermost importance to heed, but so easy to fall into breaking. Just as we live in an age where we are bombarded daily in the media with images and suggestions to follow our base sexual desires, so, too, theological students enter a realm where daily (or at least more often than the average layperson) there is a temptation to chase after the latest theological, philosophical, or cultural fads–all in the name of being “theologically relevant” or “up to date” or “theologically sophisticated.” Of course, it is not always easy to sort out which ideas are truly “things taught by demons” from “the truth of the Spirit.” Subtlety is, of course, one of Satan’s own tools of deception. Most of us are not caught off guard by the obviously false things, but all of us are, from time to time, tempted to get into bed with the spirit of the age, and to commit theological adultery.
So how do we avoid this falling into this temptation? Well, at one level, this is what theological education is all about–learning to discern truth from error, and to use Scripture properly to make those judgments. But in the end, keeping commandment #6 means, at least in part, learning whom we can trust, and that means listening to the wisdom of teachers whom you know have demonstrated a consistent walk with the Lord, and from whom you can also learn. Oh, and pray a lot, too! As the ancients used to say, “Lex orandi, lex credendi” [The Law of Prayer is the Law of Belief].

8 ) You shall not steal time from others which is rightfully theirs. You might have thought that the eighth commandment for the theological student might be a good place to mention something about plagiarism. As all students quickly learn, it is an academic sin, whether in Christian or secular settings, to steal ideas from others and to call them your own. That’s a good thing to remember. So don’t plagiarize!
But I think that far too often, theological students can easily end up stealing something other than just others’ ideas. What? Their time. Speaking from personal and painful experience, I did two theological degrees while married, and I can without any pride at all confess that sometimes, my theological work simply was an excuse to steal time from my wife–time that really was rightfully hers, but which I justified as being not as important as time spend studying theology. Fortunately, I have an awesome and forgiving wife who has taught me much (though I am still learning) about what it really means to give of one’s time for someone else. Practically, this means that even though you are doing something really, really important (I can’t think of many more things more important in life than to set aside a portion of one’s life in focused study of Scripture and of the knowledge of God), being a theological student does not give you license to steal time from your spouse or family. If you are married, it is better to end up as a “B” student with a strong marriage, than an “A” student and divorced. In short, be prepared to resist the temptation at times to steal time from your loved ones, even though the studies you are engaged in are all about God. Here I think of Malachi’s lament:
Another thing you do: You flood the LORD’s altar with tears. You weep and wail because he no longer pays attention to your offerings or accepts them with pleasure from your hands. You ask, “Why?” It is because the LORD is acting as the witness between you and the wife of your youth, because you have broken faith with her, though she is your partner, the wife of your marriage covenant. (Mal. 2:13-14)
We may think we are pleasuring God with our wonderful theological papers and argument, and I want to affirm that indeed, God is pleased with such offerings when offered in faith. But such offerings can quickly become a stench in God’s nostrils when we break faith with our spouses in order to produce them. It is then that, fearfully, the Lord will act as a witness against us. Lord, help us!

9) You shall not misrepresent your opponent’s theological position. We all have theological opponents, and we seem to get more of them the more we engage in theological study. But theological students must learn the very difficult discipline of speaking and writing truthfully of the position of those with whom we disagree. The problem is that the opponents we most want to debunk are likely guilty of breaking this commandment themselves. The reason we are so adamantly opposed to them is because they have misrepresented us, or our favourite theologians or authors, in some way. So the temptation is to fight fire with fire. Rather than carefully showing where our opponents are indeed right on some accounts, and wrong in others, we have a built-in carnal desire to present their work as something reprehensible and utterly false. Philosopher’s call this “constructing a straw man.” Biblically, it simply is called “lying” or “bearing false witness.” While theoretically, it may in fact be possible that there are utter liars and heretics writing and teaching out there, those aren’t usually the one’s that concern us the most. Indeed, it is the ones who have elements of truth in what they are saying that we can be the most tempted to label and libel. On the contrary, the sign of theological maturity is the ability to concede and acknowledge the truth of parts of our opponents’ arguments, even while patiently recounting why the other parts of their argument are faulty. Unfortunately, such an approach takes great patience, lots of time, and a great deal of Spirit-enabled love–something that most of us are in all too short supply.

10) You shall not covet someone else’s library. I may be speaking only from personal experience here, but I suspect that a common temptation, especially among theological students, is to surpass your neighbor’s library, either in quantity (”I have more commentaries on John’s Gospel than George”) or at least in quality (”Henry may have a lot of books, but most of it is fluff! I only buy books of enduringvalue”). This isn’t to say that you ought not to buy books. In fact, I have a hard time understanding how some students (and even pastors) are proud of the fact that they have so few books! Books are, after all, the tools of the trade for those seeking to be engaged in the ministry of the Word. But those same necessary tools can so easily become a snare and a trap. We see our neighbor’s library shelf, or the latest theology text, or yet another book on Barth (guilty!) and we think we need to have it. Let’s face it, folks: This is the sin of coveteousness more often than we may care to admit.
So what am I commending here? I’m not saying stop buying books, but I am saying, get in the habit of counting to at least 10 (or 20 or 30!) before plunking down the cash for yet another book. I speak here of one who is guilty of having many too many books on my shelf that I have not yet read! Or better yet, see if you can borrow the book from a library instead of buying it. If after reading it you still think you need it, fine–go ahead and buy it if you can. But don’t get trapped into buying books for the sake of buying books. Take this from one who has been learning this lesson the hard way over the past years!

[Permission is granted to repost this text is granted, provided it is included in its entirety and proper attribution is given. D. Guretzki, 2009]

Monday, December 14, 2009

C'est ma fete!

I've had a great birthday today. The best gift of all? I'm tempted to say family and friends, because they are wonderful and i did spend time with some of each today! I treasure the amazing people in my life. And I saw my daughter in the Jr. band and choir concert - that was also a great treat.

But the gift on my mind right now? TIME. or maybe GRACE.

Time heals deep, deep wounds. Grace causes us to remember who we once were and recognize when our old self comes back from an extended vacation.

there's this awesome blue rodeo song called 'til i am myself again' - (are there any un-awesome blue rodeo songs?) the song talks about confidence just disappearing one day ... as soon as the song comes on, i start to cry... If I listened to it now, I might still cry, but I think it would be a thankful cry.

Friday, November 20, 2009

word of the year


Sometimes it seems like lessons in various life circumstances conspire to teach you something. I started noticing this pattern in my own life a couple of years ago, which coincided with a new job at the same time .. so I came up with a 'word of the year' concept and tried to be really intentional about letting an idea that 'found me' continue to shape and teach me things over a period of time. I tried to be intentional about letting it inform my actions ...


Two years ago, the word was CLARITY. Last year, the word was SUSTAIN. It's amazing to me how relevant those concepts have actually been, and how they've woven through every aspect of my life! Hindsight reveals much, hey?


I realized this week that in spite of new circumstances, a theme has once again found me. This year's word is TENSION.


I'm learning that I've never really been okay with tension. I'm not referring to conflict here, but the tension that simply exists in life. Tension like the evidence of joy amid suffering. Tension like realizing that we can be mature and foolish at the same time. Tension that comes from feeling despair and hope in the same moment. Tension that is like coexisting poles. I've always wanted to opt for one pole and correct the other to be more like the one I prefer.

During advent I want to explore this more; in fact I can't think of a more fitting time to consider this topic.
If you have a few minutes, check out this Stanley Hauerwas video.


(thanks jeff!)

how about you? - what themes have found you at the right time in your life?

Friday, October 23, 2009

reflections

Here are some thoughts from the day; I hope they inspire you as they have me:

  • caring for the marginalized is not a marginal theme in scripture; its central. Being close to the oppressed and the poor isn't a trend or a bandwagon or a hobby. You can't be close from a distance or through charity.
  • truth is revealed in community, not be detached experts
  • are you an activist or a worshipper? Are you a fixer or a lover?
  • "I'll take your charity and your money.. but I wish for you to know my name."
  • NT Wrights defn of repentance: "Giving up my agenda for Christ's agenda"
  • Society is individualized, fractured. This is not shalom.
the phrase that scratched where i'd been itching:
  • do you notice the brokeness, the messiness? Do you sense how illogical things are, how bizarre and countercultural? everywhere around you, in churches and on street corners? Do you feel that TENSION? (YES! I responded with head nodding emphatically) Well then, welcome to a life of following Christ. You better embrace that tension if you're going to pursue the things that matter to God over the long haul. You've gotta learn to live within that tension if you're not going to get burned out or bitter.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

too many topics

Sometimes it feels like I have not much to say. This isn't one of those times. I have had so much in my head recently I have had to stop and make notes just so my brain wouldn't overflow.
So this post is just a conglomeration of things I've been wondering about lately, a 'pot-pourri' as my pastor would say. (and he'd anglicize it and make sure to pronounce the 't'.)

  • i spent last week learning. i really love the mod format for seminary classes where I study. its good to have 'intensives' - it means that other times are less intense. or at least it's supposed to...
  • on the way home i picked up two hitchhikers. I know i learned a lot from class, but the things i learned from these two young people were just as relevant, methinks. They liked to talk, and they indulged my curiosity. We talked all the way from Regina to Winnipeg. They termed themselves 'travelling kids' and they had all sorts of underground info about how to 'borrow' transportation. They taught me that the Arlington bridge in Winnipeg got here by accident; it was actually constructed for the River Nile. Yup. These two have hopped trains and hitchiked all over North America. They aren't interested in playing by the rules or cooperating with any systems, they just want to do their own thing. And they don't want be judged for it, but they know that they frequently are. hmmmm. I really like picking up hitchhikers. I always feel sad when my car is too full and I can't manage to help someone out. When I was asking a friend about his hitchhiker-picking-up habits, he jokingly referred to growing up in a home where 'he was taught to fear people who are different.' hmmm. Thats sad, hey? My son happened to be there for that conversation, and I was reassured that he is not being raised to fear those who are different than himself. So, I learned from the hitchhikers AND got a point on the my-kids-might-just-be-okay-in-spite-of-me scale. :)
  • Releasing and embracing: this may become a post of its own - but for now, I'll just touch on it. As I grow in my understanding of what it means to be a therapist, I realize that there is much to embrace and much to let go of. For example, I know that I need to embrace a more moderate approach. I am solution oriented.. I have a struggle to sit with people and patiently explore patterns and situations. I just want to be FIXING. THis is not the role of a counselor. On the other hand, I'm letting go of my task-orientation in order to pick up a more affirming, patient, non-anxious orientation. I like that. I look forward to growing in this area.
  • One of my favorite people visited me for a day on campus and a sleepover while i was at caronport. What a treat! I so enjoyed the time together, the sharing of life - deeply honest talk about struggles, joys, beauty and pain. I know I talk about relationships a lot in this blog, but they really are my most treasured 'possession'.
  • For one of my pre-class assignments, I had to write about a book called 'The Doctrine of Humanity'. I may be a Masters student, but books like this are beyond my brain power. But somehow, some seeds from this text captured me. I found myself thinking about individualism and collectivism. (is that a word?) I have been praying to be free from 'individualism'. I don't want to be concerned with myself to the exclusion of others...
  • life is good. It is full, it is not easy, but we are doing very well these days. We continue to adjust, to settle in, to question, to pray.. and we are blessed.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

quickie update :)

i hoped to blog a couple of times this week, but the three addiction assignments I'm working on continue to plague me and be the primary focus of every spare moment. cant wait til they're done, but also feeling really extremely thankful I decided to squeeze that unplanned class in last June... this is very relevant learning for where we are right now. i've already dropped a class from my fall timetable, as i respond to the demands and opportunities before us at Flatlanders. I just decided that I have the whole rest of my life to become a counselor, but I only have 10 months at Flatlanders!

tonight is birthday party night at Flatlanders.. there are several members of our community who have August bdays, so tonight is the celebration. The rest of today will be spent preparing.. we planning chocolate fondue, cheese fondue, and a bbq. I also plan to bake chocolate zucchini cake. I hope the recipe turns out great! Of course, my can't-follow-the-rules nature is already planning several additions/changes to the recipe, so if it flops it will likely be my fault, not the recipe ... (I've already registered a couple of flopped recipes here and everyone is very forgiving. I don't think I'll be trying seafood noodle surprise again anytime soon...!!)
The celebration happens to be on Kenny's actual birthday, and his excitement is contagious; he is looking forward to a couple of his family members joining us. Please think of Kenny if you pray, he is a wonderful member of our family here who has been having a few struggles of late.

at the moment, I'm feeling rather thankful for all the expressions of encouragment and kindness we've heard from the wonderful people in our life over the past few weeks. To those friends who are so often calling, emailing, asking great questions, staying in touch.. you often make our day. We love and appreciate you, and we sense your prayers in moments that challenge us as well as in the moments of quiet reflection that lift us up. You are on our minds often. Some of you in Winnipeg we haven't had a chance to hang out with yet, but we look forward to it soon! And to our Saskatchewan friends.. we miss you frequently and muchly! Sometimes it feels like Flatlanders and Hepburn must be in different universes, but we are so glad to have the opportunity to experience both communities.

a parting thought - I just posted a little reminder on the desk I work at that says:

Proposal for a well-lived day: Spend the whole day in real life.

Monday, July 6, 2009

April Raintree

We just got back from our yearly family vacation in Whiteshell Park. We had a great time!! This year was a bit different, we added a new cabin to the mix and couldn't really plan in advance for the ways it changed the dynamic of our time there. As always, we were all sad when Sunday morning arrived and packing up started.

On the long drive to Manitoba, I read April Raintree aloud to the family (well, mostly Brendan, the kids think my reading is dumb now that they are so old! - but Owen did listen to the last third or so of the story...)

Have you read this Canadian classic? If not, or if its been a while, you should pick it up again this summer. Beatrice Mosionier is the author. It is a fictional (but entirely plausible) account of two biological sisters and their journey as women of Aboriginal ancestry, as they reconcile personal and cultural realities. It is an easy but profound read.

Here is an excerpt from book, written by one of the sisters:

White Man, to you my voice is like the unheard call in the wilderness. It is there, although you do not hear.
But, this once, take the time to listen to what I have to say.
Your history is highlighted by wars. Why is it alright for nations to conquer one another in an attempt at dominion?
When you sailed to our lands, you came with your advanced weapons. You claimed you were a progressive, civilized people....
White Man, when you came, most of our tribes began with peace and trust in dealing with you. We showed you how to survive in our homelands. We were willing to share with you our vast wealth. Instead of repaying us with gratitude, White Man, you turned on us....
When we, the Indian People, realized your intentions, we rose to do battle, to defend our nations, our homes, our food, our lives. And for our efforts, we are labelled savages. Our battles are called massacres.
When our primitive weapons could not match those that you had perfected through centuries of war, we realized that peace could not be won, unless our mass destruction took place. And so we turned to treaties.. and ran into your cunning trickery. We lost our lands, our freedom, and were confined to reservations. And WE are held in contempt.
White Man, there is much deep, simple wisdom from our forefathers. We were here for centuries. We kept the land, the waters, the air, clean and pure, for our children and for our children's children.
Now that you are here, White Man, the rivers bleed with contamination. The winds moan with the heavy weight of pollution. The land vomits up the poisons that have been fed into it. Our Mother Earth is no longer clean and healthy; she is dying.
White Man, in your greedy rush for money and power, you are destroying. Why must you have power over everything? Why can't you live in peace and harmony? Why can't you share the beauty and the wealth given to us by Mother Earth?...
White Man, you say that we are a people without dignity. But when we are sick, weak, hungry, poor, when there is nothing for us but death, what are we to do? We cannot accept the life that has been imposed upon us.
You say that we are drunkards, that we live for drinking. But drinking is a way of dying. Dying without enjoying life. You have given us many diseases... the worst disease, for which there is not immunity, is alcoholism. And you condemn us for being its easy victims. And if you don't condemn us, you weep for us and pity us.
We, the Indian People, are dying. The land we lost, it is dying too.
Weep not for us; weep for yourselves.
Weep for your children.
Because you are taking everything today.
And tomorrow, nothing will be left for them.


I found so many parallels to scripture in this little essay. Can you hear Mark's admonition to have eyes that see? Can you envision one of the prophets delivering a stern, profound message like this? Can you see Jesus reaching toward, offering dignity that had been unjustly robbed?

Might is NOT right. I pray that someday, we, the powerful will get that.