28 August 2025

Ready for the year?

This past week I have
Dikkie Dik helping with the updates
- preached (and will preach the same sermon again on Sunday);
- attended my first council meeting as an elder;
- purchased new glasses (the last pair were bought in Michigan);
- got my hair coloured (the last time was more than 2 years ago)
- got a flat tire, which my brother-in-law quickly fixed (and sent me on my way with a donut that was properly inflated);
- visited 2 prisons for women in Canada and learned a lot more about the prison system, including how full it is;
- ran 2 months worth of updates on 20+ laptops at my daughter's school; and thus inadverntly became part of the tech committee; 
- attended and volunteered at the back-to-school bbq for her school;
- have been slowly editing an overdue article on vocation - maybe tomorrow it'll fine get submitted with an apology; 
- met with folks to get ready for the school year.
- made soup for tomorrow's GCF (Graduate Christain Fellowship);
- wrote a lot of emails and had some good conversations. 

Potato leek soup for tomorrow
This is my last week before we enter the chaotic season of September (tomorrow is my first 12-hour day again, where I have a team meeting, a graduate resource fair, and Graduate Christian Fellowship). I'm trying to finish up a bunch of extra things before everything starts up, but it also feels like things are starting off with a bang. If this is a sign of the year to come, it makes me deeply thankful for Matthijs' and others' support but also makes me curious (albeit a bit nervous) about all the surprises and new adventures that are coming. 

18 August 2025

The grace of the unexpected

 A poem by Sara Kay Mooney on the Mockingbird website made me smile by how it describes God rearranging our expectations:  


"On the weekends, I play Wordle

with Jesus. He makes
the puzzles; I guess the words.

I’m not very good (though
I’m learning). That Christ—

he’s a tricky one. Always
thwarting expectations. Upending

things. Full of surprises, that guy.
...

Last week, shame
turned out to be share, 

Sorry was story,
greed was greet,
...

See  On the weekends, I play Wordle for the rest of the poem. 

15 August 2025

I was in prison and did you visit me?

Matthijs has been visiting Dutch citizens in prisons for awhile now. This has always felt like a good thing for him to do, but not something for me. He's asked me about it a few times, but my answer has been no. I'll make it possible for you to travel to do this, but I have enough on my plate already.

On Good Friday, I went to a service where they offered a variation of "the complaints of God." It includes quotes the text from Matthew 25, which asks where were you when I was hungry, sick, in prison. And I have mostly ignored the 'in prison' part of it, because who did I know in prison?

And well, it felt like a nudge from the Spirit this time to say, um, well, actually there's that woman in Matthijs' region that he hasn't been able to visit. So I do know know at least one person who needs a visit and I am one of the few people I know who is uniquely qualified to visit (qualified in the sense of being a Dutch speaker living in this region who has pastoral training). And there was a sense that if I can help, shouldn't I? So I reached out to the organization that Matthijs works with to let them know that I was willing to visit women in prison in Canada or nearby.
 
This request to visit only women is a bit odd, but not atypical of me. One of the things that I was doing on Sabbatical was to continue to understand how being autistic affects my life. Interestingly enough, a study/podcast on Christianity on the spectrum highlighted that pastors who are autistic tend to do well when we focus on certain niches (like I do with campus ministry). So just because I'm a pastor and have gifts for pastoral care for young adults and folks connected to the university does not mean that I'm good at pastoral care for all people, and it's okay for me to recognize my current limitations. 

Most prisoners are men, so I figured my willingness to visit women in prison meant that I was helping but also not signing up to do too much. However, as what feels a bit like the Spirit laughing at me (or at least a verification of that initial nudge), in Canada there are a number of Dutch women in prison who are interested in a prison visit. So this is the beginning of a new experience in ministry for me. I pray that I might listen well and share God's hope with people's lives who are differently complicanted than mine. 


13 August 2025

Welcome to the Awkward Club - coming to terms with being autistic

Several years ago, I came to the realization that I was likely on the (autistic) spectrum. People can have odd ideas about what it means to be on the spectrum, and I think it's important to challenge those assumptions when possible. So I've tried to be open about my experience, which is why I wrote about it in the Christian Courier awhile ago. 


The following is the article:


"Neurodiversity has been a part of my story for a while, even as it has taken me a long time to recognize that and see the goodness in it. It wasn’t until someone started talking about the connection between autism spectrum disorder and the inability to escape fight or flight mode that I recognized a parallel with my own tendency to “check out” when I’m overwhelmed. A couple of online diagnostic tests and a lot of reading later, I came to understand that my “checking out” was likely connected to how neurodiversity can affect executive functions, which are basically the overarching skills that allow for time management, completing projects, social interactions, processing emotions and stimuli, and more.

I describe myself as being neurodiverse, or being on the spectrum, as I think it helps people to understand me and to be introduced to one more picture of neurodiversity. At the same time, I don’t ever want my neurodiversity to be an excuse for behaviour that hurts others. But seeing myself as being on the spectrum has helped me to understand how and why I’ve struggled with some things, like making friends in high school, taking so long to finish my dissertation and even my dislike of indirectness and/or Christian niceness.

What makes me see this diagnosis as being a gift from God is that it’s helped take away some of my shame of not fitting in or being as successful at things as I think I should be. It’s helped me understand and have compassion for my struggles, like anxiety, sloth or gluttony, recognizing that these struggles are not simply a lack of faith or willpower: these struggles might also be related to some sensory things and overwhelm connected to neurodiversity. Furthermore, the growing understanding of neurodiversity, both in myself and among society today, is helping me understand what tools, expectations and accommodations might be helpful as I try to live my life in a way that loves God and others. 

Last of all, I have learned to see how God can use my growing understanding of neurodiversity as a gift to others. My dissertation is based on noticing patterns in the syntax of the text of Ezekiel: how the multiple unfounded conclusions, pronouns without clear references, and the visions might contribute to the complex message of repentance and hope proclaimed to a people burdened by decades of sin and entering exile. I hadn’t realized that my ability to notice certain patterns is an autistic trait.

In my pastoral work, I’ve often been able to connect with those who are seen as odd or awkward. My directness and honesty can be refreshing to others, like the grad students who appreciate my asking five minutes into the conversation whether we’ve done enough small talk.

My hope is that I’m able to create space for others to be honest and even vulnerable. I recognize that I’m not as concerned about making others uncomfortable as a neurotypical person might be. I bring up things others might have avoided as potential sources of conflict. This has led to awkward moments, but as anyone who is neurodiverse might tell you, awkward is simply a normal part of our lives, and we’re more than willing to share that experience with you."