Archive - 2015

June 6th

#woosteraw reflections - Saturday

Kim and I sat in the beautiful new auditorium. At least if was new since I attend the college thirty five years ago. On the stage we’re women attending their fiftieth reunion, talking about the challenges they faced as women in college in the sixties. These were students that had marched for civil rights and to end the war in Vietnam who went on to become prominent doctors, lawyers, and Foreign Service officers. They talked about the new opportunities that opened up to women with Title IX and expanded graduate school options. They talked about the hurdles they faced as women were expected to be sex objects to stay in graduate school, or good wives supplementing their husband’s work.

Things are so much better now, as we prepare to welcome our first female president of the college, right?

Before the next event, Kim and I stopped at the student snack bar and talked about a non-profit organization we are helping. We talked about addressing bullying. We need to help bullies, as well as the bullied. The discussion shifted to the bystanders. As long as people stand by and allow bullying to take place, and allow injustice to stand, bullying and injustice will thrive.

The next event was a gathering of classmates. One classmate brought up issues where she lived where money intended to help struggling school districts, especially those torn by racial strife, was being diverted to meet pension obligations in a chronically underfunded pension system. Another classmate spoke of an overtly sexist and offensive senior prank and school she teaches at. Yeah, some of those issues member of the class of 1965 fought against still need to be stood up to today.

Earlier in the day, I listened to the outgoing president of the college talk about how it was positioned for the coming years as liberal education faces challenges. He spoke from a great marketing perspective and the value of a Wooster education. Yet I had to pause and wonder about the underlying beliefs. As we prepare people for the twenty first century, where does faith fit in?

we confess that we have sinned against you
in thought, word, and deed,
by what we have done,
and by what we have left undone.
We have not loved you with our whole heart;
we have not loved our neighbors as ourselves.

What are we leaving undone when we when we don’t talk to bystanders about loving our neighbors as ourselves?

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June 5th

Lovely Dwelling Places

This morning, a friend posted on Facebook, “How lovely is your dwelling place, O LORD Almighty!” -Psalm 84:1 It has framed some of my thinking for this weekend at my college reunion. I walked across the lush greens of campus and visited majestic old buildings, centers of higher education.

Does the Lord dwell here? It certainly is lovely. On top of one building, a falcon perched, calling out to his mate. In the distance, the pipe band is practicing Amazing Grace.

In another post, a friend talks about a piñata her daughter and husband has made. They probably had more fun making it together, than the kids will have bursting it open. My mind wanders to sand mandalas and wonder about traditions of creating something beautiful and then destroying it in Western cultures. Does the Lord dwell in sand mandalas?

I think back to the other day at work when I ran into an old patient climbing into her beat up car. We had a briefly, lovely chat. Does the Lord dwell in her? In you or I? Does the Lord dwell in my friend from the street who has just gotten a place to live, in my friend who suffered from domestic violence, in my friend living in a nursing home? Does the Lord In our classmates from college, or those from other years?

I spent a lot of time walking around today. I spent a lot of time talking with others. Now, I need to just be still and think about lovely dwelling places.

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June 4th

Road Trip, the Metaphor

I am sitting my a dorm room at College of Wooster like I often did many years ago, except this time, I’m writing on a laptop instead of in a notepad. When I am done writing, I’ll post it on my blog, instead of typing it up to hand in to a professor.

It has been a long trip coming back, in many ways. We left early in the morning so I could avoid rush hour traffic in New York City. I prolonged various breaks by playing Ingress. My Ingress friends will be interested to know that I hacked 98 new unique portals and captured 48 of them. I also completed two missions

During the drive, particularly while Kim was sleeping, I had lots of time to reflect. I thought, my life is a metaphor. I’m just not sure what it is a metaphor of. When Kim was awake, we had long talks where we see things going next in our lives

In Ohio, we got off the interstate and drove around the back roads for a while, probably another part of the metaphor. I thought about returning to Wooster and about Robert Pirsig’s journey. different, but perhaps with some parallels. I drove through run down parts of Youngstown, through nicer areas and into Amish country.

In one store, I ran into a classmate who was in the area on business but couldn’t stay for the reunion. We had a good, but brief chat. He made some sort of comment about how our meeting was meant to be, but not being sure what was really meant, or something like that. At least that is the way I heard it because of my looking at those coincidences in my life these days.

Kim and I stopped at an Amish restaurant on our way to campus, and had a great meal. I’m still digesting it, both the food, and the experience.

It is hot in the dorm room, but cooling off outside. Soon, I’ll head off to bed and we’ll see what tomorrow brings.

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June 3rd

Road Trip

This weekend is my thirty-fifth college reunion and at the crack of dawn tomorrow, I’ve downloaded various poems and stories to the tablet. We are mostly packed, and I’m putting down a few quick thoughts before we hit the road.

I like road trips. I like stories and movies about road trips. I like road trips as a metaphor for life. How will different journeys overlap on this road trip out to my thirty fifth reunion? We shall see.

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June 2nd

After The Annunciation

What was it like
for Mary
in those days after The Annunciation,
before she felt the baby kick?
Did she have doubts?
Did she have fears?

What was the discussion like,
with Joseph?
“Honey, I think I’m pregnant.”

Did she have cravings?
Did she have misgivings?
Morning sickness?
Or worry about a miscarriage?

What was the time like
with Elizabeth?
Did they laugh
and compare notes
about their pregnancies?’
Did they share any fears?

What about you,
in your times of great change,
when God is at work?

“It’s not the same”,
we might think.
“We’re not like Mary.”
But maybe Mary wasn’t either,
before The Annunciation.

We might even convince ourselves
that God doesn’t work like that
anymore.

So, do we recognize the Lord’s hand
or voice?
Do we have doubts, fears or misgivings?
Can we hear
the messenger of the Lord
saying
“Shh… Be still… Be quiet”?

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