the delegation of certain tasks in the community has been changing. a couple of the changes affect my life here quite a bit - like change in the leadership of the companions (tochtgenoten) and who is now responsible for the kitchen tasks. and when i first heard about the changes, i was a bit unsettled. how will this affect my life? and what does this mean for the responsibilities i've had in organizing the kitchen tasks? and how did i not get a say in all of these changes?
it took some time for me to process the angst i had over the changes [it helped a lot to recognize that the world did not revolve around me - what i had originally perceived as my being excluded from the changes was a misunderstanding - i had forgotten that the flexibility in the house can and should be for the good of the whole community and for the individuals involved]. two years ago, i had started taking responsibility in the kitchen because it was something i could do with limited dutch and also allowed me actively participate in the community. and then i continued last year because i was here for only part of the year and because there was a bit of a shortage of people that would generally take over some of the kitchen tasks. with the current change of responsibilities coming into the house, i was confronted (a bit uncomfortably) with questions of where i could fit best.
and the answer has nothing to do with the kitchen or taking administrative responsibilities. instead, it has to do with talking and listening. and drinking tea and coffee. i'll be most likely on the schedule for reception duties for a few hours a week. i'll lead a chapel service once every week or two. i'll help some with Bible studies. i'll get to put more time and energy into helping with the internal newspaper. and i'll still eat many meals with the community (and take my turn preparing breakfast - and i'll pick up bread as compensation to using some of it myself). but sharing meals will mean getting to build relationships without having to focus on whether things are going smoothly in the kitchen. and i will have more time for work and my own studies and learning dutch and stopping by just to chat.
so i've started becoming excited by the changes. i'm still a bit nervous still about the change in leadership of the companions. but since we companions spent the last year together we've developed certain opinions of what we'd prefer and like, and thus perhaps it is really the one taking over the leadership that should be the most nervous :)
Such is the story of my life: seemingly random elements that somehow fit the puzzle that God is making out of my life. This blog shares those pieces of the puzzle as I continue to study the Old Testament, minister to graduate students, strive to build up community, and remember well my former life in Amsterdam (and Michigan).
14 August 2008
13 August 2008
an influence on german biblical scholarship
The German army consists of approximately 17,000 people who are there because of conscription. As far as I know, there are several ways to avoid military service in Germany:
- being medically unfit to serve;
- having several siblings already serve in the army;
- having been significantly harmed by the german military in the past (generally Jews);
- on account of having been convicted a crime;
- being of too valuable a civil service (like firefighter, police);
- objecting to war on the basis of your conscience - and choosing instead to serve in some kind of civil help service for a year or so, or work in a developing country in some technical capacity for a couple of years; or
- studying theology.
The last one made me wonder. I agree that priests should not be forced to serve in the army. However, since studying theology is a valid option for avoiding the military (and probably one of the least dangerous, costly, and or difficult options for someone who cannot qualify for the first three), it makes me wonder what type of people have entered into the discussion of theology/Bible in Germany over the last fifty years. Germany has been a huge voice in biblical criticism/scholarship for many, many years. And it hasn't exactly been known for upholding the traditional Christian confessions or having a strong view of the inspiration of Scripture.
I have no proof that there is any connection between military conscription and German theology/biblical scholarship, at least not from a scientific perspective. But it bears consideration that when you have a possibly significant number of people entering into the discussion of the Bible who have studied it for a reason other than a love of God's Holy Word and a desire to share that with others - that the discussion would be pushed away from those things that the church is most concerned with.
- being medically unfit to serve;
- having several siblings already serve in the army;
- having been significantly harmed by the german military in the past (generally Jews);
- on account of having been convicted a crime;
- being of too valuable a civil service (like firefighter, police);
- objecting to war on the basis of your conscience - and choosing instead to serve in some kind of civil help service for a year or so, or work in a developing country in some technical capacity for a couple of years; or
- studying theology.
The last one made me wonder. I agree that priests should not be forced to serve in the army. However, since studying theology is a valid option for avoiding the military (and probably one of the least dangerous, costly, and or difficult options for someone who cannot qualify for the first three), it makes me wonder what type of people have entered into the discussion of theology/Bible in Germany over the last fifty years. Germany has been a huge voice in biblical criticism/scholarship for many, many years. And it hasn't exactly been known for upholding the traditional Christian confessions or having a strong view of the inspiration of Scripture.
I have no proof that there is any connection between military conscription and German theology/biblical scholarship, at least not from a scientific perspective. But it bears consideration that when you have a possibly significant number of people entering into the discussion of the Bible who have studied it for a reason other than a love of God's Holy Word and a desire to share that with others - that the discussion would be pushed away from those things that the church is most concerned with.
11 August 2008
so what did you do for vacation?
when dutch people go on vacation (usually in the summer), it usually means doing something out of the ordinary, often travelling. asking what someone has done [or is going to do] for vacation has thus become a good question for me to ask to start/continue a conversation.
as i was sitting at dinner tonight, br. Luc asked this question to a woman i live with [who had been away for about 6 weeks and i had heard she and her daughter were staying at her mother's for the summer]. she mentioned that she had gone to Spain for a number of weeks. and then she said, "ik ben getrouwd." it was in dutch, so i assumed that i had misunderstood what she said. but then i saw the surprise on my neighbour's face and looked at the pleased look on br. Luc's face and realized that i had understood. she really had just said that she'd gotten married!
even after establishing that she hadn't just randomly found a guy on some beach in Spain to marry but instead had married the father of her daughter, it took awhile for the shock to wear off. as much as people do interesting things on their vacations, the descriptions of the vacations are nice for getting to know people and practice dutch but usually pale in comparison to the actual vacations themselves. but this time, it was different. never before has an answer to the question "so what did you do for vacation?" made me speechless.
as i was sitting at dinner tonight, br. Luc asked this question to a woman i live with [who had been away for about 6 weeks and i had heard she and her daughter were staying at her mother's for the summer]. she mentioned that she had gone to Spain for a number of weeks. and then she said, "ik ben getrouwd." it was in dutch, so i assumed that i had misunderstood what she said. but then i saw the surprise on my neighbour's face and looked at the pleased look on br. Luc's face and realized that i had understood. she really had just said that she'd gotten married!
even after establishing that she hadn't just randomly found a guy on some beach in Spain to marry but instead had married the father of her daughter, it took awhile for the shock to wear off. as much as people do interesting things on their vacations, the descriptions of the vacations are nice for getting to know people and practice dutch but usually pale in comparison to the actual vacations themselves. but this time, it was different. never before has an answer to the question "so what did you do for vacation?" made me speechless.
09 August 2008
perspective is everything - especially with language [or my experience at a recent biblical conference]
i spent several days this week at a Conference in Leuven on the Psalms and their composition. the Psalms are not really my area of expertise, but i know them fairly well, they're OT poetry, and composition is one of the things i'm somewhat interested in so it almost fits. and it's about time i started going to Biblical Studies' conferences, Leuven is (relatively) close by, the conference is not too big or too long (120 people for 2.5 days) and a former colleague from Grand Rapids was there, so i thought it a good idea to come.
and i enjoyed visiting the town, eating good food and drinking beer, listening to people discuss academic things on the Psalms, and getting to know a variety of people from all over (including a lot from the Netherlands). i think the only complaint i have is that i don't speak german. certain of the main talks were read only in german. and the first 1.5 days, i was around a lot of conversations in german.
there is one good thing about my frustration with all the german. i really started to appreciate dutch more! although my dutch is not at the level to critique a seminar discussion, after an hour of hearing german, i was absolutely thrilled to be able to understand most of what was going on in the dutch seminar. and after the first day of sitting around mainly german people, i did my best to find non-Germans to sit by - and ended up mostly by dutch folk :) [although a bit accidentally at times - would you expect someone from Sweden to know dutch?!?]
but after the overexposure to german and despite being not able to always understand everything, i admit i really appreciated most of the dutch conversations i found myself in the middle of. i guess perspective is everything :) and maybe in 2 years, i'll not only be able to critique in dutch, but i'll know some of the dutch people better and be able at least to read german. even if i might still try avoid sitting by a group from germany during a meal...
and i enjoyed visiting the town, eating good food and drinking beer, listening to people discuss academic things on the Psalms, and getting to know a variety of people from all over (including a lot from the Netherlands). i think the only complaint i have is that i don't speak german. certain of the main talks were read only in german. and the first 1.5 days, i was around a lot of conversations in german.
there is one good thing about my frustration with all the german. i really started to appreciate dutch more! although my dutch is not at the level to critique a seminar discussion, after an hour of hearing german, i was absolutely thrilled to be able to understand most of what was going on in the dutch seminar. and after the first day of sitting around mainly german people, i did my best to find non-Germans to sit by - and ended up mostly by dutch folk :) [although a bit accidentally at times - would you expect someone from Sweden to know dutch?!?]
but after the overexposure to german and despite being not able to always understand everything, i admit i really appreciated most of the dutch conversations i found myself in the middle of. i guess perspective is everything :) and maybe in 2 years, i'll not only be able to critique in dutch, but i'll know some of the dutch people better and be able at least to read german. even if i might still try avoid sitting by a group from germany during a meal...
07 August 2008
every Christian should want to be a universalist...
universalism is defined as: The doctrine or belief that all men will be saved, or made happy, in the future state [taken from Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary]. and i think every Christian should want to be a universalist. if you love those around you and believe that Christianity is true, then you should want everyone else to know God the same way that you do. and if you read the Bible closely and understand truly how scandalous God's grace is – and how powerful and mighty He is – then, not only is it possible for God to save everyone, this seems to be what God's scandalous grace would be fit for. those who are so certain about people being apart from God make me nervous. they have missed out on grace and mercy. for if God truly loves all humankind and is truly sovereign and can be seen by everyone (through creation - general revelation is what my tradition calls it) – and the verse from 2 Peter 3:9 (God is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance) is true, then universalism seems like the loving and appropriate choice. and i want that deeply with my whole heart...
and yet, if you read the Bible closely, universalism is not really taught or shown there. instead, there is a proclamation that Jesus is the way, truth, and life – and no one comes to the Father except through him. there is a declaration that people need saving and only God can do that. there is God's holiness, where people who are not (made) worthy cannot approach him. and there is justice for those who have done harm – a justice that honours and gives peace to those who have been hurt (sometimes horrendously) by those to whom justice/punishment is given, and as much as God is sovereign, He will not force himself upon those who do not want Him anywhere near. and there is grace and mercy in all of those things, although the grace and mercy is complicated and even at times painful.
and so as much as i want with my whole heart to be a universalist, when i read the Bible closely and listen to the wisdom of the church fathers who have come before me (and the wisdom of my tradition), i cannot simply choose to be a universalist. i cannot choose to be a universalist while also declaring that all of what is written in the Bible is true - and that Jesus really is the only way. as much as i want with all my heart that everyone (especially those i love) would know God fully both now and forever, i cannot say that they will. instead, i remember the God of the Old Testament who mourned for those who turned away from Him. and i throw myself (and those that i love) upon the justice and mercy of God that is good, even if it is not exactly as i want it to be.
and yet, if you read the Bible closely, universalism is not really taught or shown there. instead, there is a proclamation that Jesus is the way, truth, and life – and no one comes to the Father except through him. there is a declaration that people need saving and only God can do that. there is God's holiness, where people who are not (made) worthy cannot approach him. and there is justice for those who have done harm – a justice that honours and gives peace to those who have been hurt (sometimes horrendously) by those to whom justice/punishment is given, and as much as God is sovereign, He will not force himself upon those who do not want Him anywhere near. and there is grace and mercy in all of those things, although the grace and mercy is complicated and even at times painful.
and so as much as i want with my whole heart to be a universalist, when i read the Bible closely and listen to the wisdom of the church fathers who have come before me (and the wisdom of my tradition), i cannot simply choose to be a universalist. i cannot choose to be a universalist while also declaring that all of what is written in the Bible is true - and that Jesus really is the only way. as much as i want with all my heart that everyone (especially those i love) would know God fully both now and forever, i cannot say that they will. instead, i remember the God of the Old Testament who mourned for those who turned away from Him. and i throw myself (and those that i love) upon the justice and mercy of God that is good, even if it is not exactly as i want it to be.
05 August 2008
at least i can pray
some days and in some situations, the best i feel that i can and have done is pray.
i really want to serve God in all that i do - and how i spend my time. some days i do a great job of doing my work, of paying attention to those around me, and of resting in God doing something good to give me energy to participate more fully in the world around me. and some days, i do a lousy job of using my time and i feel like a disappointment. and in those days, i take greater comfort in knowing that even if i have felt that i have done little today, at least i could pray.
and sometimes in certain situations, i am overwhelmed at the impossibility of anything changing. there are so many complicated issues involved and so much brokenness. and my efforts to do something to help or change things are ignored or useless. and in those situations, i take comfort in knowing that at least i can pray.
there are different justifications and explanations for why we should pray. some say that prayer changes things because it changes the one praying. some believe that things won't happen unless we pray. some believe that prayer is our way of participating in the work that God's doing.
i know for certain that there is something subversive about prayer – when i pray, i speak to one i can not see nor whose existence i can prove without a shadow of a doubt. when i pray, i am acknowledging that neither i nor the world is how it ought to be – and i ask for it to be different. better. more holy, while also receiving grace for how i have not been part of the ought to be.
but without always knowing why i pray nor what effects my prayer has, i can still pray. i pray simply because God says pray. so when i join in prayer, i don't doubt that by raising my voice and bringing before God the ones that I love (and/or know i ought to love more) that i am being faithful – even if some days it feels like the rest of the time i have done a lousy job at being faithful. and that even when i am feeling absolutely helpless in a situation, at least i can pray. and sometimes the unlikely and even impossible happens.
i really want to serve God in all that i do - and how i spend my time. some days i do a great job of doing my work, of paying attention to those around me, and of resting in God doing something good to give me energy to participate more fully in the world around me. and some days, i do a lousy job of using my time and i feel like a disappointment. and in those days, i take greater comfort in knowing that even if i have felt that i have done little today, at least i could pray.
and sometimes in certain situations, i am overwhelmed at the impossibility of anything changing. there are so many complicated issues involved and so much brokenness. and my efforts to do something to help or change things are ignored or useless. and in those situations, i take comfort in knowing that at least i can pray.
there are different justifications and explanations for why we should pray. some say that prayer changes things because it changes the one praying. some believe that things won't happen unless we pray. some believe that prayer is our way of participating in the work that God's doing.
i know for certain that there is something subversive about prayer – when i pray, i speak to one i can not see nor whose existence i can prove without a shadow of a doubt. when i pray, i am acknowledging that neither i nor the world is how it ought to be – and i ask for it to be different. better. more holy, while also receiving grace for how i have not been part of the ought to be.
but without always knowing why i pray nor what effects my prayer has, i can still pray. i pray simply because God says pray. so when i join in prayer, i don't doubt that by raising my voice and bringing before God the ones that I love (and/or know i ought to love more) that i am being faithful – even if some days it feels like the rest of the time i have done a lousy job at being faithful. and that even when i am feeling absolutely helpless in a situation, at least i can pray. and sometimes the unlikely and even impossible happens.
01 August 2008
chapel - during vacation
during the summer, most dutch people go on vacation for several weeks - and often at the same time as a lot of other people. on a nation-wide scale, getting in contact with people over the summer and getting things done can be a bit complicated. as for the community, things continue as usual, mostly. those of us not currently on vacation do our best to make sure everything goes smoothly. certain aspects of life here are quieter - we eat together less, we have fewer open hours for the drop-in centre, and fewer people living in the house. yet, other things continue in the same rhythm, like chapel services.
but since all of the schedules are rearranged (several times) during the summer, there's not a lot of certainty over whether someone prepared for the service. nor are there always that many people there, or people who have spent years learning how best to respond to the unusual...
the other evening, while helping the older nun from the community come from her apartment to chapel services, we saw people still lighting the candles. shortly after the nun sat down, she started praying (much to the surprise of those in the room). while she was praying, a familiar homeless man came in very loudly, a bit unsteady, and rather restless. after a few minutes, he started to leave, taking with him a bag that someone else had left by the door! so the owner of the bag got up quickly and took it back from him. the homeless man returned, moved around a bit and mumbled some, and was shushed by the nun. then he left a second time, making a lot of noise by the door, apparently trying to take something else! the nun suggested we sing something out of the Taize books we had, and the person in charge went to check on things by the door. the whole incident took about 10 minutes, during which the nun prayed most of the time (praying for everyone and every situation under the sun, like that people would actually like going to work). after singing another song, the nun asked whether anyone had prepared for chapel but didn't hear/notice when the person who had prepared responded with a "ja." so she continued to lead.
i shared the above story with zr Annemieke, who is on vacation now :) she said she could completely picture it. and asked whether i was praying hard, being surprised, or laughing inside. probably all three. i've lived here long enough that i'm starting to realize anything is possible. and once i got past my annoyance at the homeless guy, i was praying about the restlessness that he brought with him. and since i was trying to turn my heart toward God, how could i not help at laugh at the oddness of his creatures and what happens here?
all things said, it was definitely memorable. but i'd rather not have too many memorable chapels - i'd think i'd rather have a lot of the ordinary ones. where the liturgy is always the same. where there is a lot of silence. where i can bring those i care about before God. and my soul, amidst the rest of the distractions of life, is quieted and reminded of God's presence.
but since all of the schedules are rearranged (several times) during the summer, there's not a lot of certainty over whether someone prepared for the service. nor are there always that many people there, or people who have spent years learning how best to respond to the unusual...
the other evening, while helping the older nun from the community come from her apartment to chapel services, we saw people still lighting the candles. shortly after the nun sat down, she started praying (much to the surprise of those in the room). while she was praying, a familiar homeless man came in very loudly, a bit unsteady, and rather restless. after a few minutes, he started to leave, taking with him a bag that someone else had left by the door! so the owner of the bag got up quickly and took it back from him. the homeless man returned, moved around a bit and mumbled some, and was shushed by the nun. then he left a second time, making a lot of noise by the door, apparently trying to take something else! the nun suggested we sing something out of the Taize books we had, and the person in charge went to check on things by the door. the whole incident took about 10 minutes, during which the nun prayed most of the time (praying for everyone and every situation under the sun, like that people would actually like going to work). after singing another song, the nun asked whether anyone had prepared for chapel but didn't hear/notice when the person who had prepared responded with a "ja." so she continued to lead.
i shared the above story with zr Annemieke, who is on vacation now :) she said she could completely picture it. and asked whether i was praying hard, being surprised, or laughing inside. probably all three. i've lived here long enough that i'm starting to realize anything is possible. and once i got past my annoyance at the homeless guy, i was praying about the restlessness that he brought with him. and since i was trying to turn my heart toward God, how could i not help at laugh at the oddness of his creatures and what happens here?
all things said, it was definitely memorable. but i'd rather not have too many memorable chapels - i'd think i'd rather have a lot of the ordinary ones. where the liturgy is always the same. where there is a lot of silence. where i can bring those i care about before God. and my soul, amidst the rest of the distractions of life, is quieted and reminded of God's presence.
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