The Gift of Teaching

The new Sunday school year begins this week. That means all sorts of organizational tasks have been happening, including the calling forth of teachers. The conversation that surrounds this often focuses on the person's perception that one must have all the answers to the hard questions otherwise he/she is not qualified to teach. I realized a long time ago that I am not responsible for another's answers. The real gift of teaching is to be free to risk the questions, to share our faith stories and to recognize that growth comes through the struggle. It seems that those teachers who have most influenced my life were not those who made the faith simple and easy to understand. The teachers who have encouraged me to struggle with the questions are the ones that have been the most effective. The answers come as we live in the Spirit, and hold each other in love. We, the learners, become empowered to define that which is meaningful in our lives and to identify with scripture. We are formed and transformed into disciples of Jesus Christ. As teachers and learners may this year be one of living into the questions.

Hiatus to End

Yes, I realize that I haven’t paid attention to my blog since April and I’m not sure why. But, trying to find excuses has inspired me to try again. It would seem quite appropriate that I reflect on why I use social media.

Last summer a confluence of three events – Facebook, Twitter and iPhone - refocused my life in many ways. It all started when I decided I needed to check out FB and Twitter for its possible use as First Church communication tools. Almost immediately, I was captivated by the wide variety of voices, which were expressing their thoughts and sharing information. It was apparent that we should add this to our methods of communication and thanks to James Sturgeon, the church soon had a FB page and a Twitter account.

Personally, I am not only enjoying social media as a way of connecting with church members, but also with friends and family. Knowing what is happening in their everyday lives gives me a stronger sense of relationship with them. Immediate concerns can be addressed through a visit, a phone call, an e-mail message and/or a prayer. I enjoy being in community with new and old friends, young and old. As we share personal moments, I feel that we allow a more genuine caring relationship to happen in this often disconnected society. Also, for an effective ministry, I have to be in tune with our changing culture that seems often to be revealed through social media. My Twitter world shares breaking news and interesting links to the latest thoughts about technology, politics, religion and ministry. Through well-known to lesser-known voices, I am able to capture a glimpse of important cultural trends and perspectives. However, all of this does consume time and I have to be careful to avoid over-consumption, esp. since my dear husband introduced me to my iPhone. Almost anytime or anywhere I can be connected. Yet, I have neglected my blogging.

For the past five years I have used my blog, A Pilgrim’s Perspective, as a means of sharing my thoughts and reflections on a variety of topics. At times it has served as a forum for discussion and always a learning place for me as it is in the expression of these thoughts that I have been able to crystallize my thinking and name what is important to me. I know that it is my responsibility as a clergyperson to give voice to issues that we as Christians and responsible citizens need to address and this has given me a place to do so. So, why have I found it increasingly difficult to do this? Perhaps, it is because I feel that the thinking about such subjects is shaped for many persons by influential factors other than faith and reason. I have become discouraged in our ability to have productive discussions. But, my call to ministry as a deacon invokes a commitment to connect our faith beyond the steeple. Social media, including blogging, may be an important way. I am willing to try. Blog #639.

A Visit to Berea, KY

Through the years as we have made our north and south trips, we have often visited Berea, Ky. to enjoy its unique culture. This past Thursday evening we once again found ourselves looking at the work of potters, weavers, instrument makers, glassblowers, painters and sculptors in this interesting college town. The history of Berea College reveals a longstanding tradition of preserving the Appalachian arts and providing a commitment to educating those who might not otherwise been given the opportunity of a college degree. This visit we witnessed the weekly jam session of local folks who brought their guitars, banjos, fiddles, etc. to play gospel, bluegrass and country music. What a treat! Berea is named Kentucky’s Folk Arts and Crafts Capital and is certainly a must place to visit when traveling I-75. In fact, I think to truly experience this delightful community, one should name it a destination for a day or two.

I am afraid that too many travelers do not allow time to see, hear and absorb the by-ways and communities that would take them beyond our interstate highways. Robert Frost’s timeless observation - “the one (road) less traveled by, and that has made all the difference” – is an important directive as we seek to know and understand our rich heritage. This is a corner piece of the puzzle as we claim our responsibility of being an informed architect of what is before us.

Civility

My sensibilities have been assaulted and I have been left nearly speechless as the recent political rhetoric has filled the media. Divisive and hateful words seem to be shaping public discourse and the stridency prohibits civil conversation. Not so subtly racist and sexist comments seem to be edging into our public opinions. I am left feeling very sad and wonder what are we teaching our children?

It is also interesting to observe how this political warfare is creeping into our life together in the body of Christ. Health care and immigration reform have polarized us and we treat one another with disrespect. If faith communities can’t accept these challenges with the understanding that all are created in the image of God and are to be offered respect, how are we going to live together in a way that strengthens our nationalism?

Children's Sermons

It’s Saturday night and once again I’m wondering what am I going to do for a meaningful children’s sermon tomorrow. The children will have been well saturated in the story of Palm Sunday by the time they get to me. The text for the sermon (Matthew 26:50-56) is difficult for children to understand. All of this leads me to once again wonder why we do children’s sermons. Yes, it is good to be intentionally inclusive of children during worship, but is there another way that would be more effective? Our children who come forward during this time are usually 3-7 years old and this age span in itself creates a challenge. Time constraints do not allow for dialogue about the thoughts presented and most of us have difficulty remembering that these children are concrete thinkers when choosing our words. Each of us is guilty of being too aware of the adult congregation and encouraging laughter in response to our comments. Of course, this further confuses the children. However, I will carefully craft a sermon that will introduce my little friends to Passion Sunday and Holy Week and hope that somewhere in it they will find the good news that they are loved not only by God, but also by all that know Jesus. I still believe that we may need to revisit this common practice and create a different model for children to truly worship. I would like to know what others think about children's sermons.

Knowing God in All Our Days

During the past few months I have spent a lot of time with the Snowbirds and Seagulls, our older adult ministry at First UMC. Also, my parents are in assisted living because of health matters and I am quite aware of their concerns and needs. Of course, my own experience of working with a council on aging and enjoying elderly family and friends in days gone by have also given me an informed perspective as I reflect on how to be in ministry with those who are trying to face their latter years with meaning and hope.

However, it has been the writings of Missy Buchanan that have recently helped to keep me focused on the frail and aging. Nearly everyday a Twitter tweet @MissyBuchanan provides an insight that needs to be pondered and shared in some way. Her two devotional books written for older adults have especially touched my soul. These Upper Room publications are Living with Purpose in a Worn-Out Body and Talking with God in Old Age and make wonderful gifts for special older persons. I also understand that they have been used to sensitize youth to the realities of aging and I hope we will use them in this way soon.

The struggle to find meaning and fulfillment occurs at various stages in our lives, but seems to be especially poignant in our later years. We question God when we feel that our being is slipping away in so many ways and we wonder why we have to face these issues. We seek assurance that God is with us. This is the gift that we are called to offer those who have prepared the way for us. May the frail and the elderly know peace and comfort through our love and care.

Human Trafficking

Yesterday, as I listened to NPR's The Takeaway while driving to the church, I suddenly heard words that I needed to know about human trafficking. Why haven't I paid more attention to this important topic?

"For most Americans, human trafficking is a horrific practice that nearly always seems to happen overseas and far away. However, a recent report by the Ohio Trafficking in Persons Study Commission says about 1,000 American-born children are forced into the sex trade every year in Ohio alone." To hear more...

Periodically, I have read/heard local voices express concern about human trafficking as a real concern for Myrtle Beach, but have not let this direct me to action. I fear there are too many folks like me who are counting on others to do something about this very serious social issue. What is it that we need to do?

Haiti Response

In this aftermath of the disastrous earthquake in Haiti, my heart and mind have joined millions of others in sorrow and in the need to respond. I am so glad that I am part of a church that leads me through this in a faithful way. First, we know that God in Christ Jesus knows suffering and is an abiding presence in tragedy. Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote “only the suffering God can help.” We know a God who brings redemption out of the depths of human suffering and deprivation. As United Methodists, we know our church to be on task before the press arrives to tell us of the human needs as a result of the crisis. Aware of this, I have found a place of peace as I seek ways to respond and to lead others to open their hearts to our brothers and sisters in Haiti.

We pray and we offer gifts of caring. To date, we have sent over $9,000 and 134 health kits to UMCOR. Today, we packaged 20,000 meals for Stop Hunger Now to distribute in Haiti and there are more opportunities to respond being planned for the days to come and I know our generous congregation will. United Methodists everywhere are responding in numerous and creative ways and for this I give thanks.

However, it was a conversation that I had with my son that has given me the most encouragement. About ten years ago, he was part of a mission team that did construction in Jeremie, Haiti and he now wants to return to this broken country to be part of the recovery process. This is not only a faithful response, but also a sign of hope for a world that needs young adults accepting the responsibility to care for God’s hurting people. May he find a way to do so.

Social Media

I share a status on Facebook. I put tweets on Twitter. I post to a blog. I, obviously, have become part of social media. Why? To explore how this might be an effective communication tool for ministry. What have I discovered?

Facebook is a great way for me to connect with church members whom I might not regularly have an opportunity to know what is happening in their lives and I can respond to pastoral concerns in a timely way. I sense that I have a better understanding of what is happening in my FB friends lives which is certainly significant as I give shape to our programs and ministry. The fan pages give me lots of important current information that can also helpful to this end. Sharing some things about my personal life seems to offer an opportunity for others to know me somewhat better and feel more connected to me. My sharing with family and friends beyond First UMC is not only fun, but also reminds me I do have a good life beyond the church and this is certainly healthy for my being. Brandon Taylor, our youth director, used Facebook to keep parents and church member informed of a recent ski trip that was wrought with frustrations.

One hundred and forty characters can be powerful. Careful choice of words for Twitter tweets in this quick read culture can mean making a meaningful statement about a variety of issues. Many of my tweets include a link to a longer post that offers more insight about the topic. I follow a wide variety of Twitterers for information and understanding of trends and find my mind constantly trying to process what is happening in relation to my faith. This week, I have gathered a lot of Haiti disaster response information without having to search numerous websites. Thanks to James Sturgeon, First Church regularly uses Facebook and Twitter as a means of communicating and we are growing into how this can be an effective way of connecting.

Nearly five years ago I began writing a blog, A Pilgrim’s Perspective, and after 631 posts I still find this to be good way to create a conversation about issues that are challenging me. This time of personal reflection is often very directive to my spiritual journey. I also enjoy regularly reading other blogs and especially enjoy the Wesley Report and God’s Politics.

Although I enjoy social media and find it to be a new frontier that is offering all sorts of possibilities, I have discovered that the number of books read during the last six months has decreased. The stack of books by my bed is growing and I think some of them are just as or more important than Facebook etc. It’s time to visit some of my favorite authors.

Connect the Dots

Connect the dots has been the overused phrase of the week and I am ready for it to go away. However, it did give me a good focus for reflection during my road trip this past week. My life seems to have a lot of dots that aren’t always connected and this often leaves me sensing a great disconnect, another trendy word. My failure to post to this blog for many weeks is representative of how I am not reflecting and connecting the happenings of the world to my understanding of God as known through Jesus Christ. A new year offers the opportunity for new beginnings.

Tomorrow is known as Baptism of the Lord Sunday, a remembrance of new life. The story of the baptism in the Jordan is our story as it is that of Jesus of carpenter. It is a story about our foundational identity. As Jesus is immersed, a heavenly voice is heard: “You are my Son, the Beloved; with you I am well pleased” (Luke 3:22) Not only is he called, son, God’s own child, but also beloved. In these simple words, the truth of spiritual life is revealed. We are God’s children, created in the divine image and likeness, and we are beloved. Our being has infinite worth. So as we are invited to renew our baptism, we connect to whose and who we are. This act nurtures the next stage of our spiritual journey. May it be for you and for me.

Make a Home a Castle

I can’t believe it, but the Sun News has vindicated me. After years of ignoring many decorating trends in favor of using inherited items and family photos to adorn our home, an article in this morning’s paper stated that we should reflect who we are by following this same practice. By incorporating such treasured items into an overall plan gives “a nod to our roots.”

Over the years I do admit that I have spent hours pouring over the pages of home decorating magazines and changed colors and window treatments as advised by the professionals. (No more orange and avocado with heavy drapes in my house!) However, as we have moved from place to place it has become increasingly important to me to surround us with items that reflect family and family. From Grandma Owens’s rocking chair to grandchildren pictures, our space certainly offers a reflection of who we are. To us these special things make our house feel like home. We have also found them to be a great catalyst for sharing family history with our sons and their families. Although not a castle, I find our home to wrap us in its own kind of luxury and to be a witness of a family’s strength.

Learning to be the Body of Christ

For generations we have used a schooling-instructional paradigm as we define Christian education in our churches. That is, in a certain time and place and in a specific manner education is to occur. Although there are certain inherent elements of this that we constantly analyze and perhaps change, it is a basic model that continues to serve us well in some ways as we build up the church. We can read and recite scripture. We study a bit about church history, theological thought and Methodism. We are good students of Christianity and we give thanks for those who have helped us to be at this place on our journey.

However, we are realizing that it is in the everyday living that we can truly discover and be part of the Body of Christ. We learn while serving as Christ’s apprentices each day. We encounter the world and perform the scripture as interpreted within the traditions and understandings of our congregation. Our individual needs become secondary as we ask God in Christ for help in doing what is right, good, and loving as we walk our daily paths. We have a special opportunity for learning when together we open hearts and minds to new insight and understanding and respond to those who are in need of God’s grace and love. We truly experience spiritual formation. For in honoring the guest and stranger we welcome Christ himself. We are transformed and know what it means to be the Body of Christ. So, what changes in Christian education do we need to make as we seek to grow in understanding of our faith?

In Our Connection

An e-mail from my friend Cynthia reminded me how important it is that the local UMC church share the stories of our connectional ministries. She had heard of the four areas of focus for the UMC as named at the 2008 General Conference and was excited to know that we are involved in these matters. Over the next quadrennium, the church will seek to focus the work of making disciples for Jesus Christ for the transformation of the world around these areas of ministry:

• Combating the diseases of poverty by improving health globally.
• Engaging in ministry with the poor.
• Creating new places for new people and revitalizing existing congregations.
• Developing principled Christian leaders for the church and the world.

For further discussion see this UMNS commentary.

This week the Council of Bishops approved a pastoral letter asking church members to participate in the healing. This document, “God’s Renewed Creation: Call to Hope and Action,” was started by the 2004 United Methodist General Conference. More than 5,400 United Methodists around the world have had input into the final document. “We cannot help the world until we change our way of being in it,” the bishops said in adopting the letter. The bishops recommend that this letter be read to congregations during the season of Advent.

If we understand that the Church exists to serve the world and that the congregations of the UMC connect with one another to effectively do so, we need to be more intentional about sharing connectional news and to be in conversation about it.

Whitefoot

Our grandchildren, Annaka and William, are both great first-grade readers and we are impressed by their proficiency. Parents, grandparents and other caring adults dutifully listen and praise them for their accomplishments. I know that our reading to them has been an important contributing factor to their learning to read and we have enjoyed doing this. However, I also know that reading experts urge us to continue this practice as it will further help develop our young readers’ skills. Vocabulary will be enhanced and imagination inspired as we carefully share good literature with them. Recently, I discovered such a book and can’t wait to share it with them.

Whitefoot is written by one of my favorite authors, Wendell Berry. Berry’s engaging prose takes both reader and listener on a fascinating journey with Whitefoot, a small mouse who lives at the edge of the woods. When the nearby river floods Whitefoot is carried into a strange new world and discovers that she can cope with the challenges - certainly a valuable life lesson. The portrait of this tenacious little mouse is not only drawn with well-crafted words, but also is enhanced by several pen and ink illustrations by Davis Te Selle. There is a lot within this small book for a young mind to ponder.

The Greatest Challenge

As a church professional I spend a lot of time studying and thinking about numbers, finances, programs and ministries. I want to help create a vital congregation that makes a difference to Myrtle Beach and the world beyond. My goal is always to nurture discipleship of Jesus Christ. And, I become frustrated and saddened when indifference and apathy seem to prevail. I become distracted about what is reality. It is not easy being a Christian. So, it was providential that I read the following written by Will Willimon: “Let us remind ourselves in worship this Sunday that our greatest challenge is that which it has always been – loving and serving a living, truthful God!" This is all that really matters, isn't it?

For Everything There is a Season

During the past few weeks the opening words of Ecclesiastes 3 have been part of my being as Ron and I made two trips to Ohio:

“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up what has been planted; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to break down and a time to build up; a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance; a time to throw away stones and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek and a time to lose; a time to keep and a time to throw away; a time to tear and a time to sew; a time to keep silence and a time to speak; a time to love and a time to hate; a time for war and a time for peace.”

Our first trip included spending time with my parents who now live in an assisted living facility. It certainly seemed strange to visit them at this new address, but we were most pleased with their improved state of health and pleasant room and to see them adjusting to this new lifestyle. It was with mixed emotions we joined other family members in dismantling the homestead, as we have known it. Tears, laughs and stories were shared as we divided heirlooms and treasures. We also visited my sister and brother in-law who were coping with his last days of a four-year struggle with colon cancer. What strength they both have exhibited during these years while teaching lessons about living into dying to us all. With heavy hearts we returned to South Carolina knowing we would soon be back in Ohio. But, the call came only a few days later and we made plans to join family and friends in celebrating John’s life.

Although the skies were often gray and misty during this second trip to Ohio, Ron and I saw rainbows several times along the way. The light that reflected through tears when acts of love and concern gave comfort and peace seemed to create them. As did carefully selected music and words that offered hope for the days to come. How Can I Keep from Singing still rings in my mind and heart when sadness returns.

During this season, I became deeply aware that it is family, friends and faith that give us the strength and love to continue the journey. It has become a time not only of self-discovery as I admit it difficult to face my own mortality, but also a time to make sure that my own legacy is shaped by the Micah’s admonition to:

Where is Emily?

Several years ago we had a manners class for 3rd-5th graders as part of our children’s ministry. It was our intent to augment and refine a child’s basic understanding of etiquette. Although it was a successful effort in many ways, we were amazed that we needed to teach many of them how to hold their eating utensils before we could talk about proper table manners. Apparently, this is not a prerequisite for fast food or current family dining. So, why does it come as a surprise that many of our families don’t understand what R.S.V.P. means?

Church event after event is planned that requires some indication as to whether the invited ones will be present. A response is requested by a certain date. After limited replies, we start calling the invitees to try to determine who might be planning to attend. In the meantime, a commitment to final plans for food etc. has to be made. I am not clairvoyant, but I often have to pretend that I have this special talent if we are to go forth with the activity. On Sunday, twenty-five third graders are to receive Bibles during the 8:30 worship service. This is to be followed by a brunch for the student and their parents and a time for discovering how one navigates through the Bible. I would think that this might be an important event in the life of a family. Although some have indicated that they will attend, many have been silent about their intent. Others have made other plans. It would seem that Emily Post needs to be required reading in many of our homes or do we need to submit to this cultural trend and order out when the group arrives?

Labor Day 2009

On this Labor Day weekend, I can’t help but think of those who labor during this time of economic uncertainty. The latest Labor Department reports an unemployment rate of 9.7 percent. We all know stories of those who are under-employed or have given up. The effects continue to ripple through our lives, personally and as a community. Many of us have to re-think our priorities and to make difficult choices as we try to stretch our resources. However, it is important to remember low-wage laborers who support a culture that still demands many services and to offer justice and compassion where needed.

From the blog of Cathleen Falsani:

"So many of the stories in the Bible revolve around labor and laborers. Field workers. Shepherds. Fishermen. Builders. Weavers. Farmers. Servants. As one Labor Sunday sermon on the United Church of Christ Web site reminded me, Jesus (as a carpenter) was himself a “low-wage worker.” In our society, workers such as child-care providers, custodians, farm workers, day laborers, sales clerks, and housekeepers typically make the lowest wages for the longest hours.

“One-quarter of all jobs in the U.S. pay poverty-level wages,” the UCC sermon says. “In addition, these jobs are more likely to require evening, night, weekend or rotating shifts. They are less likely to provide health insurance, a pension, or even paid sick leave. They are more likely to be filled by women and people of color — marginal jobs for the already marginalized. Just like Jesus.”

Keeping Sabbath

The beauty and rage of the ocean have long served as insightful metaphors for many of life’s experiences. Today, as I sat by the ocean and let the rhythms of the waves take away stress and sadness and bring in a state of serenity, my soul was renewed. Finding peace and understanding through God’s creation once again gave direction for the journey and served as a powerful reminder of the biblical instruction to keep Sabbath as a holy day of rest. Why do I keep breaking this commandment?

Wise Words

This is the season of organizing Bible studies and trying to convince folk that this just might be the time for them to participate. Some are afraid to admit their limited knowledge and others feel that that have already done sufficient Bible study. Sometimes it is the wisdom of those who have gone before that provide the best argument for making this commitment. Such are the words of Gregory the Great (540-604):

"Scripture is like a river, broad and deep, shallow enough here for the lamb to go wading, but deep enough there for the elephant to swim."