Reflection Exercise

I found myself watching John Lewis' Memorial Service in the US Congress last week.  His words, broadcasted during the service, brought me to tears.  The clear testimony of his life credentialed and gave weight and integrity to his words.  The feeling of listening without reservation to an admirable leader who encouraged his listeners to be their best selves:  bold, idealistic, persistent, unafraid, loving, peace-making, trouble-making...made me aware of a grief and desolation I had been carrying:  an expectation that our leaders and role models will prevaricate, manipulate, deceive, and hate.  In addition, there was the deeper pang that many prominant Christian leaders have been doubly complicit and doubly untrustworthy.

I felt inspired to read and learn more from Black theologians and found a few good lists to start with here, here, and here.  BLM-LA also had a very inspiring live-cast commemorating the lives of John Lewis and Rev. CT Vivian here that references Black faith leaders in LA.

If you know of Black theologians you particularly like or works you'd recommend, let me know in the comments?

My first read was Howard Thurman's book, The Luminous Darkness: A Personal Interpretation of the Anatomy of Segregation and the Ground of Hope (1965).   It felt like a prophet speaking into our days, breaking down the fear and the violence, seeing into the souls of the oppressed and oppressors--yet not without hope nor vision for how to move forward.  I wanted to highlight every sentence!

At the same time, Dan Gonzaga prepared the following reflection activity and graciously gave me permission to share.  I felt like adapting this to solidify the most moving phrases in Thurman's book.  I choose phrases from the book, used them in the activity, and came up with this Found Poem.  I was surprised how this really captures a feeling in my heart of living in our segregated, unjust society.

If you end up doing some version of this activity and have a poem to share, please share in the comments too!

I know that a man must be at home somewhere before he can feel at home everywhere.

For segregation is a sickness and no one who lives in its reach can claim or expect immunity.

The struggle was to try to achieve a sense of self in a total environment that threatened the self.

There is real spiritual growth in admitting that one's life is not blameless even as one is dedicated effectively to working for the blameless life.

  

For segregation is a sickness and no one who lives in its reach can claim or expect immunity.

The wall is in the mind and in the spirit.

There is real spiritual growth in admitting that one's life is not blameless even as one is dedicated effectively to working for the blameless life.

On the contrary, a man comes into possession of himself more completely when he is free to love another.

The wall is in the mind and in the spirit.

The struggle was to try to achieve a sense of self in a total environment that threatened the self.

On the contrary, a man comes into possession of himself more completely when he is free to love another.

I know that a man must be at home somewhere before he can feel at home everywhere.

tag you're it!

I'm wondering from you all:

What are some tags or short phrases that describe ways in which you are living differently?  Leave a comment and let me know..

This will help me think about guest-posting and also fun for us all to see!

for up until now...

Let us begin, for up until now, we’ve done nothing. - St. Francis of Assisi

This is my first public life update!  I have never felt the need to write such an update until now, as the changes in my life have never felt so abrupt, large or potentially permanent.  Strangely, in one way or another, we are all involuntarily in this position as a global community so I know we are sharing the feeling of stepping into a new, unknown reality.

Many of you have accompanied me in the baby steps and struggles that have led up to this point.  I’m so grateful to have you in my life as part of my community.  You have helped me wrestle with the questions of vocation, justice, community, and faith that paved the way to this point.  And I am hoping that we can continue to walk together into the uncertainty!

I’m going to try to summarize the path to this point as an opportunity to reflect and put it all together and, thus, to start again together on the same page. This is my best attempt to summarize something that feels beyond words, yet requires words to make concrete. I reserve the right to revise or recant:)

This began for me in Kyrgyzstan, 2006.  I went there to travel on my own after graduation from graduate school.  I was expecting a month-long adventure, but I encountered a life-changing community instead by staying with my Uncle and Auntie Yang and their organization. It was the beginning of understanding that a life of faith is to live differently, and to live in the reality of a God who desires different ways of living than what I had done and seen done.  This involves different relationships between people certainly, but also different relationships with money, with property, with status, with comfort, with education, with culture, with race, with love, with truth, with God.

I have been struggling since then to find out what is the Difference!  And how is it to be specifically lived out in my life?

My time working in Detroit was the next intense experience of living the Difference and learning from others who were already embodying it so naturally in their lives.  The problem with living the Difference is that it is hard to capture in words, and therefore, hard to hold on to when you are away from it.

So when I moved to Southern California, I didn’t know what I was missing.  I just knew that something wasn't right about my life.  And I became deeply burned out.  Even though on the surface, I was checking all the boxes of what I thought was important: community-engagement, working with diverse students, and being a part of wise faith and educational communities who shared a commitment to social justice and who lived the Difference in their own inspiring ways.

Upon prolonged reflection and conversations with many of you, I learned that while there are aspects of life that all people need to thrive, there are other aspects that are filtered through personality, positionality, and our many identities--so that what is a perfect environment for one person, is suffocating for another. So it may be that the Difference is actually many Differences... But what is My Difference? 

It was through reconnecting--and leading with experience and my heart, not with my mind--on what My Difference has been that I realized those check-boxes I had been pursuing pointed to a deeper way of life that permeates all of my thoughts and behaviors. For me, it is the instinctive community with the stranger, the loose hold on our plans and possessions, the person not the title, and the intentional pause for rest, God, and wonder that transforms those check-boxes to sources of life which produce joy, love, and abundance.

And because I soak this up through my broader environment, not solely though individual or small group effort, I realized I needed to change my context. For me, I can feel life's pulse most strongly when placed outside of my "normal": outside of my social class, academic circles, White and Asian-American ethnic groups, and the United States.  Those outside spaces seem to encourage me into the deeper rhythms that allow me to live My Difference. So to chase that space, I applied and was accepted to two overseas service programs:  the Franciscan Mission Service (FMS) and a Peace Corps posting in Kyrgyzstan and made the move to take a 2 year leave of absence from my job.  I am searching to live and learn My Difference immersed in an alternate context for a prolonged period of time so that it may become solid inside of me.  Something I could feel in my bones, communicate in words, and hold on to, even when I’m not surrounded by it.  And it’s only with that lived understanding that I can see myself coming back to the United States and able to survive and even thrive..

And then coronavirus happened.

So the future is especially hazy!  But the next steps are still clear: on August 15, I will be leaving for FMS Formation in Washington, DC to discern whether I am a good fit for 2 year service potentially in Mexico, Guatemala, Jamaica or Bolivia in January 2021.  At the same time, the Peace Corps Kyrgyzstan post has deferred departures to June 2021.  I am open to going to either program and I hope to be able to decide by October.

I believe all of you, my friends, are striving to live Your Difference.  I have felt encouraged by the way you live your lives and by how you have spoken into and affirmed mine.  I hope that the approaching large physical distance won’t mean the end of our mutual affection and support!  

As part of FMS, volunteers regularly update family, friends and supporters, and it struck me as a worthwhile effort no matter which program I end up going with.  So I’m going to be setting up this blog to post updates and also musings on how life is Different--or the same.  I want to create some tags so you can easily find categories of interest or relevance. I’d also love if you would like to guest-post on the blog about all the various ways you are living Your Difference or have discussions in the comments.

Maybe in the age of social distancing, we are learning that physical distance doesn’t have to prevent meaningful connection...but I wanted to create spaces in advance where we can still be together in case the local internet infrastructure doesn’t support video calls and more frequent, personal connection.  And to give us an excuse to interact since our lives will bump up against each other less naturally.

If you’ve read all the way to the end, thank you!!  Please try out the handy email subscription tool in the right-hand menu to be automatically alerted to new blog posts...or just send me an old-fashioned email to keep in touch or let me know you'd like to guest post:)   I will be happy to hear from you.

Love,

Jenny