quick update

Hi all. What a busy time. Between homework (which I obsessively do all of-probably not healthy), applying for scholarships, figuring out CPE, planning the wedding, student council, church, work, and all the little stuff in between, life can get pretty overwhelming. But, this is exactly what I signed up for. It is a good and refreshing busy. Yet, I know that the call to be a sabbath person is the call to take time to remember that it is not in these actions that I am a child of God, but in simply being and in faith. In all of the busyness, I am learning a few things. First, I am learning time and time again that a person must be able to say no! This is so important. Second, it is ok to ask for help. This is especially good for ministry in the priesthood of all believers. I have no right to take on all the work myself but am called to ask people to take responsibility too! What a beautiful thing to be in partnership rather than kingship! Third, I am learning that I am not in control. It doesn't matter how much I prepare for many of these things, somethings will go wrong. Now, I am sure that these are messages that will have to be drilled into my stubborn type-a head again and again, but it is good when I feel like I grasp them.

The weather is turning warm. Minnesota is beautiful this time of year. It is like swampland right now. Wonderful. The smell of the saturated ground captures me as I walk to class in our little picturesque neighborhood. Though it is in the middle of lent right now, this is certainly a resurrection time for the world. I think people who don't experience midwestern winters don't really get good theology. We must be driven to despair-to the cross-to know God and to experience God's promises. Just when we are despairing the most, the winter leaves and there is a new creation. I hope all is well.

swamped

This is the point in the semester when life really begins to overwhelm. Midterms are fast approaching. The wedding is only 5.5 months away. Taxes are due, along with financial aid information. Student council is trying to do a bread for the world letter writing campaign. The list goes on and on. It is in times like these that I need sabbath practices. I don't mean this in the sense that I need to find time to be lazy. When life gets this way, it is completely important to remember, as Walter Brueggemann points out in his commentary on Genesis, that the world is God's and its turning or survival does not solely rely on our activity. If God is confident enough in the world's order to rest, then we can certainly do the same. Now, we certainly are given responsibility for the well-being of the world, so taking all our time for rest is not what we were created for. Still, know that we are loved for the simple fact that we are human. What we do and how we act matters. In fact, we are acting the most like humans when we fulfill our responsibilities to each other. Yet, this does not merit love, or singularly define us as human. Work is only part of the definition.

I think to years ago when I was in the practice of meditating as I watched water collect on leaves after rain. I know, weird hippie, right? Anyway, the centering thought that I used was that the water and the plant are not doing anything to earn their status as part of creation, not doing anything to earn God's favor, not doing anything to be anymore beautiful than they already are. Simply by existing, they are doing their job. The natural life of a plant and of rain is all it needs to do. By being, they are fulfilling their responsibility to the world. We are called to this sort of rest. The kind of rest that honors our being. As humans, we are also called back again after the rest into the responsibilities of our vocation. God has given the world into our care, so we can't alway rest.

listening across lines of faith

The argument for faith is spectacularly personal. People on the outside easily attack this, calling it delusional thinking or brainwashing. We want to fit in, so we do whatever we need to. Yet, it is my experience that community is the only argument for faith. It is in community that faith grows and in community that we meet God who is, Godself, community. Being drawn into faith is never a matter of considering facts, but is born out of what I will call seduction. Participation in the body of Christ is seductive. One is drawn into faith if that one’s participation in the body resonates with that person. It is not the stuff of rationality. The theologian Peter Rollins describes this paradigm of faith in his book How (Not) to Speak of God. He likens it to family life. We are first born into a family and are accepted (hopefully). Thus, we first belong. We then start to imitate the behavioral patterns as displayed by the family, so we behave in a similar fashion. Finally, it may be the case that some of us begin to pick up the beliefs of our parents. This is the point where orthodoxy finally arrives. In the end we believe. It is the same with faith. People of faith first belong, then behave, and finally believe. The page number escapes me right now and I do not own the book.

In terms of how I would handle a situation in which I came into discussion about faith with an atheist, I think the encounter would be rather dialogic. I actually relate quite well to atheists. I have many of the same problems with faith that I hear from many of my atheist friends. Faith really makes little sense to me, yet I am compelled to believe. My biggest problem with religion in general is with the violence that has been and is wrought in the name of God. Yet, I see definite redemption in the great good that has been performed in the name of God. The backbone of nearly every successful movement toward justice and ultimate reconciliation has been faith. I firmly hold that religion is a greater instrument for social good than it is for social evil. It is more than the first way we tried to make sense of the world as Hitchens suggested. It changes the very order of the world. Further, like Wilson and Hitchens’ dialogue, my own would not have the final aim of conversion, but of understanding, of broadening worldviews and, perhaps, of changing my own perspectives in light of what I learn from my sister or brother. We must listen to the complaints of atheism and take seriously the cries of people who are affected by our faith as we live it in a very public and shared world.