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Response?

Other than praying for her (which I’m doing), how would you respond to a young friend (college student) who said this:

There was a time in my life when I looked upon the world with optimism, when I believed in the intrinsic goodness of man and the infallibility of Christian faith, when I trusted the superior wisdom of my parents and the loyalty of friendship, when I was blissfully ignorant of the pain of emptiness and loneliness . . .

The implication in the rest of the post is that this student has “lost her faith” and is feeling pessimistic and hopeless about herself and her place in the world generally. I don’t believe she is suicidal–just cynical. Without knowing what’s led her to this place, what can I or anyone else say to encourage her and give her hope?

On the Other Side

Voices of Civil Rights is a project sponsored by AARP, the Leadership Council on Civil Rights and the Library of Congress “to collect and preserve personal accounts of America’s struggle to fulfill the promise of equality for all.” I heard about this project on NPR today, and the news report aired the memories of an older black woman who had attended a segregated high school here in Houston. I found her recollections interesting, and somehow hearing about this lady’s experiences reminded me of my great grandmother. For better or for worse, I come from “the other side of the racial divide.” My great grandmother grew up in Comanche, Texas. My father told me (and others confirmed the story) that when my great grandmother was growing up in the late 1800’s and early 1900’s, black people were not allowed in Comanche. Even the black porters on the trains had to stay on the train when it stopped in Comanche. So my great grandmother grew up believing that Negroes, as she called them, were foreign at best, dangerous at worst. I remember my great grandmother sippping Coca-colas in the small returnable bottles and watching soap operas. She was probably about 70 years old then, back in the 1960’s, and though she had worked hard all her life, it was now her time to rest. She still cooked the meals and worked in the yard and went every Saturday to the beauty shop to get her hair fixed. And she complained, gently, about all the Negroes on TV. “Every time I turn on the TV, there’s one of those people. I just don’t understand why they have to put all those Negroes on the television.” I heard her complain and didn’t understand, and I noticed that she kept watching and quit complaining after a while. It was the first time I remember thinking about black skin and white skin and whether or not skin color made any difference. I never believed that it did, but my great grandmother sure saw a difference between black folk and white folk. I wonder if my great grandmother’s story is one of the “voices of civil rights?” All she ever did was somehow come to terms with black people invading her space via the television, and she made me think.

Resurrection Celebration

Some Resurrection Celebration traditions here:
1) We always save the trunk of our Christmas tree and make a cross out of it to display in our living room for a few days before and after Resurrection Day. (I like to call the holiday Resurrection Sunday instead of Easter, but I often slip into calling it the latter.)
2) We got this idea from a book called Celebrating the Christian Year by Martha Zimmerman. We always cover all the windows with sheets on Thursday evening before Resurrection Sunday in order to remind us all of the darkness that fell during Jesus’ crucifixion. It’s also a reminder of the sadness and despair the disciples went through before Jesus came back to them and the darkness and hopelessness of sin that all of us were trapped in before we knew the light of Jesus’ life in us.
3) We usually hide Easter eggs for the little ones on Saturday morning. It’s part of the fun, but it seems better to get it over with on Saturday and then focus on Jesus and his resurrection on Sunday morning.
4) We take down the window coverings and decorate the cross with balloons and flowers and whatever else comes to mind on Saturday night so that the house is full of light and joy on Sunday morning.
5) We have a sunrise breakfast together out in the backyard and read the Biblical story of Jesus’ resurrection aloud. Then, we go to church to celebrate.

How do you celebrate the resurrection of our Lord?

Celtic community

“The central feature of the model of Celtic Christianity is the monastery, the mission centre from which the surrounding area was impacted with a living gospel. From these centres the faithful would live lives of expectant devotion, strict asceticism and sacrificial charity. They sought to emulate Christ and create “heaven on earth??� in these places. Their approach to establishing these communities was not necessarily to search for converts as much as to express their own devotion to God. In such a spiritually charged atmosphere how could one not expect that Christ would add to the church daily.“ Lessons from the Celts by Frank Emmanuel.

Why could not our home and our cul-de-sac become, not a monastery, but definitely a mission centre and a community from which the surrounding area can be imapcted with a living gospel? Families, especially extended families of Christians, living out the gospel in a community would be an unusual witness in our society.

My vision for this kind of community in a suburban setting includes several possible elements:
We could, as the Lord allows financially, buy several of the homes on our cul-de-sac for our children, their husbands or wives, and their families to live in. We would have individual homes and respect each other’s privacy while at the same time being able to live in community. This community could take several forms: a Sabbath meal together once a week on Sunday or Saturday night, shared celebrations, sharing of work in the yard or in the home, watching out for one another’s children and for the eldery in our community, sacrificially giving ourselves to one another. While the community would never be perfect, being made up of imperfect human beings, we could “serve one another in love??� and so show to the world what a Christian extended family is supposed to look like. We would also have the opportunity to use the gifts and talents that the Lord has given each of us to help each other and to minister to those outside the family. For instance, some could sing or dance to glorify the Lord and edify the family. Others could make meals or organize ministry or teach the things they love to the children. We could help each other economically by sharing tools, negotiating group price breaks, and telling each other about bargains. A fruit and vegetable co-op or some other kind of shopping co-op might be a possibility. In fact, there is no limit to the kinds if materials and stuff that might be shared enabling everyone to save time and money: books, other educational materials, entertainment movies and games, yard tools, etc. Does anyone else have any other ideas about how this might work? I’m going to post this introduction to an essay on my blog, and if any of my family reads it and wants to respond, please email me or post to the family blog.

Cooperative Communities

I found this book, and it looks interesting. Maybe I’ll get it for Eldest Daughter and her roomate for Christmas.

The sermon this morning was also interesting. A Dr. Goff, former missionary to Venezuela and currently a professor at SWBTS, spoke on missions. He mentioned some church-planting efforts in Mozambique that involved creating cooperative communities. I’ve been trying to find more information about these particular efforts on the web, but without luck. Soon I’m going to post my essay on Celtic Christian communities as a model for today. (I’ll post it as soon as I finish it. 🙂

This entry was posted on 11/30/2003, in Community.