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The bumblebee at New Clairvaux
The bumblebee will find rest
by visiting every flower it can.
The earth’s warmth and little
creatures, crawling unaware, give the
bumblebee courage to find
the next budding pollen, to keep going.
With sunshine pasted on her back,
she will rise and resist wind from
Eastern horizon, grey clouds covered
and feeding snow range and blue distance.
Is it peacefulness that sets the bumblebee’s
work into flight, strong against hurriedness,
proud under the light bulb of heaven?
I doubt we’ll ever know, but I’d sure
like to think that’s the way she’s been
and will continue on.
Love’s Answer at the Right Time: Our Winton Family Newsletter
We’re already into March now and, against all odds, seems like another year has passed. It’s time again for some reflection and a new family update. Looking back at last year’s letter, I can smile at my goals a little: sort of depressed, difficult, and yet unwavering. This year I’m writing our family update with love for the changes God has made in us, perhaps even some optimism about the future He has planned.
It’s been a good year, all around. Our daughter, Gabriela Shalom Winton, was born on the 20th of August, 2011. Santiago (3 yrs old) has a little sister to play with now. We couldn’t have asked for a better gift! They are adorable and daily remind us of the love God gave to each of us freely.
Gabriela’s birth also gave us the opportunity to test out one of our goals from last year: the half-time income. After taking time off to be at home on family leave, I went back to work at 20 hours per week. The income from those 20 hours (as well as the many gifts) have been more than enough to cover our living expenses so far! In reality, this sort of downward mobility has been a real source of spiritual liberation for all of us in different ways. I get to spend more time with the kids and I also have more time to explore the work I see God leading me into. We both appreciate the new strength we feel in co-parenting, and as a result, Julissa has begun exploring some of her interests like teaching children’s Spanish classes and developing a Spanish story hour at the public library.
Picking up where my 2011 letter left off, I think I can honestly say that my life is becoming more intentionally focused and less dualistic in terms of work and family. Last year I had so many questions about our way forward—and they continue to impact me—but those questions are also slowly being answered through opportunities to assist others, both at my paid employment as well as at the Jesus Center where I volunteer. Like I wrote back then, the tensions with my paid employment definitely still exist. But now I see more clearly how God can use me where I’m at for as long as I can remain faithful to Jesus’ leading there. If the time comes for me to end that relationship or just to move on, I think I’ll be able to follow him and wait for him to show me the next steps.
As a family, we have been attempting to develop a more communal space out of our home for ministry with our neighbors, family and friends. We live in a somewhat economically depressed area, 3 blocks from a local homeless center (soup kitchen, job resource office, and women’s shelter). In an effort to assist the folks who go there for food and support, we began a community garden at our house back in 2009 and I now offer free counseling during the meals over at the center two times a week. It’s been quite a journey.
Looking ahead, we’re asking God to make the volunteer and ministry work even more available to us as this next year unfolds. We continue to trust that God will provide for us richly in all our needs and questions along the way. We’ve seen this happen beautifully already, especially leading up to and within these last six months since Gabriela was born and I started working a new schedule. So please pray with us as we wait for God and ask for his help to accomplish the work we feel inspired to do.
Working Out Our Salvation: Voluntary Poverty, Accompaniment, and Enemy-Love
Change is inevitable, right? At least it seems that way to me. The Gospel stories describe those who are right with God in many different earthy tones (light, salt, wheat, good soil, etc.); words like that seem to evoke a change of heart in those willing to truly listen (“ears to hear”). But a careful reading of scripture and actual human experience will give us pause before simply accepting all changes as though it were God’s plan, knowing that change is not always good (or always bad). And, of course, our role in it is not merely one of acceptance or a tidal wave of so-called decisions.
For almost two years now, Julissa (my wife) and I have been discussing ways for our young family to follow Jesus more radically, especially in terms of the work I do, nonviolence, and community life. This urgency initially arose in us as Julissa became pregnant with our son and we began to look at our lives in the world anew. We were searching for ways to live with a deeper faithfulness to Jesus and a fuller witness to the world. We began talking through three areas related to the teachings and example of Jesus: 1) Voluntary Poverty (simplicity and giving our work for free); 2) Accompaniment (commitment to hospitality, spiritual direction, and a shared life); and 3) Enemy Love (non-violence, reconciliation, peacemaking, and healing).
These three goals (or dreams) have consumed my imagination, in many ways. They represent a large, sort of radical shift in my understanding about the good life, real faith, and living like Jesus. And yet Julissa and I have not always been in unity about what they mean and how to relate them to our actual lives. We continue to need practices and experiences to help us flesh them out. We want to learn Jesus’ way of loving in the kingdom of God (see Luke 4:17-19), covering our time, economics, politics, personal relationships, personal safety, spiritual community, and maybe especially our unique vocation and gifts.
Voluntary Poverty
In terms of my job, I am work as a school-based mental health clinician. I provide therapy and, increasingly, spiritual attention for low-income children and their families. It is something I love to do and something I feel called to. Nevertheless, it is not without ambiguity and a certain hypocrisy that I’ve learned to do this “helping profession.” As many of my colleagues would admit to as well, we began this job by “counting minutes” in order to reach required billing rates or at least demonstrate the maximum billeable minutes possible. Because of this and other reasons, I’ve made the way I spend my time with clients adhere to a double-minded approach to helping, prioritizing some forms of help and keeping other forms at a distance (i.e., “that’s not what I get paid to do”). Therefore, a true billeable need often takes priority over a true non-billeable one, and sometimes the minute counter of billeable time actually begins to define “need” (or create it) based upon arbitrary and abstract systems.
So why do I put a price tag on my calling and work, leaving behind Jesus’ promises of love given through us freely? Because my employer demands a payment from the county, because the state insurance demands a capitalist justification for their billing time, and, of course, because I also require to work for a salary. All of which I pray to get “set free” from by becoming poor, vulnerable, and singleminded for the good of others (i.e., Voluntary Poverty).
Accompaniment
Most of the families I work with now and in previous positions have lived through significant traumatic events. Many have experienced sexual abuse, and still others severe neglect, domestic violence, and attachment-related insecurity and distress. Their pain and the stories of healing that often emerge have honed my listening skills as a clinician and, as a follower of Jesus, have given me a witness to the Graceful Spirit at work in their midst. Still, as a result of their experiences with violence and physical threat, these individuals and families often continue to live with stress responses long after their acute danger or threat is gone, which can make the difficulties of re-claiming a “normal” life even more challenging than it might first seem.
True freedom, however, is not a program, but instead is given through a body of real physical members. I love Wendell Berry in this regard. He has helped my understanding of enfleshed love and neighborliness in more ways than I can name, especially in his recognition of a spiritual belonging that includes, but even surpasses every humanly constructed home. I want the work I do to be more deeply given like that to particular lives and places, versus my commuter employment and the somewhat placeless relationships that result from working in a professional way.
Moreover, I wish the relationships and commitments I bring to my work were not characterized (as they always will be within institutionalized help) by human power, authority, and ethics. Though I see no conflict in working with families as they work within (or around), for example, Children Services and the Unified School Districts, I am often saddened by my own direct and indirect involvement as an agent of these institutions because of my paid role. Organizations like these tend to replace real people and also many of the radical teachings that Jesus gave to his followers. So rather than truly practice a singleminded commitment to following Jesus (i.e., dependence on God), I’ve chosen many times the lesser invitation offered by various social institutions and professionalized care (trusting in their power and foundation). True accompaniment, like in the parable of the good samaritan, can only be possible when one is concretely present, willing, and free (in the fullest sense of the word).
Enemy-Love
Our third goal (Enemy-love) relates to this experience of freedom as well, because Jesus’ way of loving is completely set apart from coercion, seeking revenge, and human ruling. Jesus demonstrated the extremity of his love while being interrogated and mocked (and finally executed), loving even Judas Iscariot (“Friend, do what you came for”, Matthew 26:50) all within close touch and vulnerability. I’ve come to see that Jesus’ kind of love also requires Jesus’ kind of faith, which is not necessarily something that is encouraged in a capitalist mental health or social services profession. And I now know that when I’m working for them I may have already significantly compromised my commitment to enflesh this radical love in my vocation.
Conclusion
These goals I’ve written about here do not necessarily need to be about the work I do (or even about me, as opposed to others in our family), but as I considered the changes Julissa and I may approach in the coming months/years, I realized it seems to start there. In all reality, this path may lead us away from certain relationships and support systems (as well as income) that we have enjoyed, appreciated, and relied upon. Pray for us that we would learn to follow Jesus better. Pray that we would grow deeper in our love for him—in true joy, dependence, surrender, and trust. For those who are interested, please find a document, Rule of Faith, which has a description of each of our goals in their fuller context.
Rule of Faith
1. Voluntary Poverty (simplicity and giving our work for free)
• communal living (e.g., co-op purchases, common work, co-housing)
• daily prayer/communion (thy kingdom come…for daily bread)
• sharing of money and possessions
• gift-economy for getting our own needs met
• second-hand/homemade stuff
• urban farming–eating what we grow
• walking/public transit/biking instead of dependence on personal vehicles
2. Accompaniment (commitment to hospitality, spiritual direction, and a shared life)
• communal “lovemeal” (e.g., cashbox combined with eucharist)
• daily prayer/communion (thy kingdom come…on behalf of others)
• hospitality–guests coming to stay with us
• neighborhood groups for mutual support and care
• weekly scheduled neighborhood-based gatherings
• parties or special events in the neighborhood
• weekly work in the 14th St. Garden (formerly the “Jesus Center Community Garden”)
• monthly spiritual direction (e.g., at the Abbey of New Clairvaux)
• neighborhood library and prayer room
3. Enemy-love (non-violence, reconciliation, peacemaking, and healing)
• communal support and creativity in the midst of conflict (e.g., giving freely, prayers and blessing for enemies, etc.)
• daily prayer/communion (thy kingdom come…for deliverance from evil)
• alternative holidays with music, art, and dramatic expression (e.g., themes of peace, joy, hope, etc.), following the Christian calendar
• forgiveness of debts/release of prisoners
• non-violence/non-resistance
• weekly counseling and conflict resolution
About Our Experiment
This ‘rule of faith’ is really just a quasi-riskier-than-usual attempt my wife and I have devised in order to take the ‘next step’ in learning to follow Jesus more faithfully. Of course, we expect to practice these promises among others and, hopefully, in a community that we can help start here in Chico (in fact, we are discussing the possibilities right now with some friends). On the other hand, we’re willing to go slowly and perhaps even practice them alone, if need be.
We also understand that making a choice to pursue something new ought to take a longish amount of time before any true commitment becomes evident. We see our participation in terms of a six month semester (to start with). It might be helpful to think of our experiment as a semester abroad—in that we will be learning to live immersed in a new way of life—or like an old-school trade apprenticeship, like blacksmithing or animal husbandry. Our specific goals will be integrated into an overlapping practice, depending on our individual calling, vocation, and skill. Weekly meetings with one another and trusted community members will assist us to find balance during the process. Orientation will also include a seminar-style monthly learning group for folks interested in community life.
For more information into my perspective on community life and following Jesus, see my blog and specifically my posts titled, The Look of My Church 1, 2, 2.5, and 3.
About Our Place
We are located in a small Northern Californian city by the name of Chico (no pun intended), often recognized for our local microbrewery, a large city park, the historic downtown, the local food scene, and many tragic stories of drunkenness at Chico State. The house we reside in sits at the intersection of a great neighborhood called Chapmantown, a culturally diverse mix of poor and working class families, activists, artists, gang members, homeless, medical marijuana growers, and squirrels…lots of them. You can read on my blog about our community garden project and see a side shot of the house, with a view of 14th St. As well, please check out an article done by the city’s newspaper covering the Chapman/Mulberry Neighborhood. Contact me personally with questions and/or inquiries about visits (wintonjason AT hotmail DOT com).
updated 10/25/15
Hard Questions (R#5): Radicalism, Family, and Following Jesus
Introduction
What is a young family to do with a desire to follow Jesus more radically? This series of email exchanges I had with Paul Munn over a year ago (starting in April of 2009) attempts to explore some of that. To get caught up with the series, read question #1 and response #1, question #2/response #2 (which are one post), question #3 and response #3, question #4 and response #4, and question #5.
Response #5
Date: Fri, 15 May 2009 07:10:17 -0700
From: Paul
Subject: Re: work, gift, prayer
To: Jason
Jason,
Glad you got back safely and were happy with your trip.
I think I’d probably advise against attaching yourself to a “master” (or being a master, for that matter). I often quote Jesus’ words, “You are not to be called rabbi [that is, teacher], for you have one teacher, and you are all brothers and sisters. And call no man your father on earth, for you have one Father, who is in heaven. Neither be called masters, for you have one master, the Christ.” (Mt 23.8-10) We can and certainly should pay attention and learn from others, especially those who seem to follow Jesus’ example closely. But I don’t think we should put complete trust in (or become followers of) anyone but Jesus.
The main purpose of life (including the spiritual life), as I see it, is to continue to live by faith, to continue to grow in our dependence and trust in God. To attach ourselves to another human being and depend on them does not help us in this. Jesus himself continually tried to point his disciples (as well as all those he taught and healed) to direct dependence on God, culminating in his leaving them (bodily) and telling them to trust the spirit of God.
I think the specific way God provides for us varies among people and their particular situations. So I can’t give you a model that works for everyone (lest we trust the model rather than God). But I think there are similarities and hearing the stories of others may help us recognize possibilities in our own lives when they are presented. One well-known example that encouraged me was George Muller. And I once wrote in my journal that some of the best examples of people living a gift economy are missionaries and mothers.
The one disappointment I’ve seen with most modern missionaries is how they usually raise their support in advance (and won’t go if they don’t get it), and have to devote a lot of time to fundraising to keep up their work. Also missions organizations have developed more institutional forms of financial security now. Heather and I find George Muller’s approach much more inspiring and closer to Jesus’ example.
Other specific things I’ve learned from experience so far (and we still have a long way to go): I’ve had medical care provided by hospitals or doctors waiving their fees, churches offering to pay the bill, Heather volunteering in a medical clinic and then receiving care from the nurses she knows there, and a dentist offering free care as a contribution to our retreat work; as I said before, living in a closer community setting allows much sharing and reduced living expenses (we live, very well, on a little over $7000 a year right now, and have no car but can always borrow one, usually while doing errands for others); taxes drop to nothing with no property and very low income; all our furniture and bedding for the retreats was donated; we don’t have insurance, which is a conscious faith-based decision, not just an economic one, but we have yet to see how that will play out (with kids also), though the doctor experiences we’ve had so far are encouraging; we work on a volunteer basis on the farm and bakery, setting our own hours (and jobs) and just accepting whatever they choose to give us at the end of the season, and the donated money for the retreat work (including our housing) is held and controlled by the church. I don’t know, any other questions?
I’m glad to hear of your dad’s response. My parents came around very slowly, but they are strong supporters of what we are doing now. There is hope!
peace,
Paul
Is Jesus Remaking Society?
This essay is actually an email and was part of an intense exchange between myself and three other friends during the election debates, just days before the vote. The heatedness began, I suppose, when I told them I would not be voting. I had some support in this choice from at least one of my friends, but there was an equal or greater measure of questioning and challenges from the other two. Without bringing their arguments and questions into the mix, I thought it might be helpful to consider my response to them.
[John] is probably right about me in terms of at least one thing. I do not think Jesus was aiming for a remaking of society. If so, his program must have failed. The centurions continued with their brute might. Caesar and Herod continued with their ruling power. The peasants continued with their revolts and oppressed lives. What did change, however, was a relatively small band of followers who were able to live according to a different order (like yeast in dough or wheat in tares). And, of course, it was a political order. This political order gave them food to eat, security (sheep amidst wolves), and justice in this life (proof texts not needed, right?). The difference as far as I can tell was origin and size. They believed God gave them those gifts (for free), whereas Caesar (and by proxy, the Jewish elite) promised them the Pax Romana and, it could be argued, also restoration of past political and cultural strength. Their power came with an expensive price tag, as does ours, especially in terms of requiring complicity with their imperial domination and sin.That being said, why didn’t they (Jesus and his followers) set up societal systems of justice? Probably because they were taught to expect persecution by the world, not real justice. The societal structure was opposed to Jesus’ Kingdom. And the amount of people willing to live Jesus’ way, again, was (and continues to be) relatively few. On the other hand, there was (and is) no shortage of people willing to make war, kill, lie, use force, etc., usually for some kind of desirable or good end. But these aren’t necessarily the most ethical people. A lot of the time, they happen to be the strongest or the ones who get the most frustrated. For them (us?), it’s a matter of doing what is necessary to insure the boundaries of security that most need defending. Would it be dangerous for followers of Jesus and others if some or all were to live without power or force? Yes and no. The yes part has to do with personal contact with injustice and the use of ruling power (nearly a guarantee, right?), be it societal or interpersonal. It is not “safe” in that sense to be a Christian or a weak member of civilization. As long as the world behaves like it does, there will always be a real risk. So, following Jesus, in and of itself, does not really “work” to prevent the crumbling of big societal mechanisms or to make others behave lovingly. But I do think God can use individuals who are generally opposed to Him, including Empire itself, to accomplish his purposes (even against their will) for the good of creation and those who trust his ways.On the other hand, what if all people decided to follow Jesus in this way, would it be dangerous? No. Or probably not. In that case, none of the justice system or current politics would be necessary (no vengeance, pride, lust for power, etc). People would act generously, lovingly, forgiving each other and self-sacrificing their needs on others behalf. This seems to be “the end” (or completion) that most Christians already believe will come to pass, even though most probably think it is impossible to live like that now. And in a way, they are right. It is not possible (with human power) and it probably doesn’t “work.” But it’s still the best way to live. And it’s what Jesus called his followers to practice right away.
As far as the different situations you [Chris] mentioned [where coercion might be necessary and good], I think I covered the basic orientation I try to take with what I said above. Maybe I should clarify, though, that I recognize how difficult it is to live this way and perhaps also my own inadequacy. There can be many ways to respond creatively and nonviolently to danger or injustice, but they may not work in a reliable way (e.g., to stop violence or create justice). So, I’ll just have to figure that part out as I go, given the situation and what I’m willing to risk or put my faith in. Also, you make a good point about children and parents. Of course I’d like to think I’m not coercive toward Santiago, but good Lord if he’s running into a road I’m going to grab him. We can talk about it with him afterward. But this power-over relationship is somewhat unique and also temporary. Still, us parents need to be very careful with how we treat our children, precisely because coercion seems to be a part of parenting (though as an exception maybe). The true kind of authority I’ve known comes from one’s skill, gifting, and experience. In that regard, I like the master and journeyman relationship, assuming it is voluntary and free.
Peace,
Jason
Hard Questions (Q#5): Radicalism, Family, and Following Jesus
Introduction
What is a young family to do with a desire to follow Jesus more radically? This series of email exchanges I had with Paul Munn over a year ago (starting in April of 2009) attempts to explore some of that. To get caught up with the series, read question #1 and response #1, question #2/response #2 (which are one post), question #3 and response #3, and question #4 and response #4.
Question #5
From: Jason
To: Paul
Sent: Wednesday, May 13, 2009 7:16:20 PM
Subject: RE: work, gift, prayer
Paul,
We’re back, finally. It was a great trip, with it’s ups and downs as would one might expect. But a really good trip. I am always reminded when in a place like Lima of how our American wealth and extreme reliance on money is easily exposed and put to shame by ordinary folks just doing life. I’m tempted to re-consider many ordinary-for-them-but-radical-for-me alternatives (like showering with cold water and using about 1/8 of the amount of water we would normally use here), although I have also tended to think that these economic/cultural measures are mostly drastic and unrealistic–odd “choices” and uncreative for an American like me. It would be in my best interest, however–don’t you think?–to begin to employ their gracefully-but-odd-imaginations, even while I’m absorbed (willingly or not) in the mind and heart of our “beloved” Beast.
I started my new job this Monday. This may in fact be a job I would do whether I was paid or not (a good feeling, if that’s the case), however it still has within it the external criteria of the “bottom line,” “efficiency,” and “productivity” (the last two words are direct quotes and were used several times during my orientation to describe their philosophy of work). Nevertheless, I think I will truly enjoy working with the kids and families as their therapist. My loyalties, though, will always be mixed, not single-minded. The values of Jesus will, at times, be in conflict with the values I am assigned to deliver. Assuming my faith does not change as I write this (so that I quit taking a salary and sharing in their benefits), I hope to truly value and care for the families I am assisting, as best as I am able within the limits of my duality.
Surprise, surprise…I’ve got a few more questions about how one enters into this “gift economy” we’ve been discussing. Like you said, Jesus had 12 disciples who he took responsibility for and who were dependent on him. Do you recommend for us, as disciples, to follow a “master”, like the disciples did with Jesus? Should we depend on the faith and sustenance of someone else who is already living faithfully in this way? What kind of alternative options for food, shelter, medical care, travel, fun, etc. do you suggest for a family learning to live accordingly? Are you accepting any followers?
You wrote: “But in recent years I’ve shifted more to simply living the reality of it (and learning more and more through experience as we go) and letting that reality be the demonstration of the truth of it. When it’s real, when it’s right there in front of people, they can’t say it’s not possible.” Could you sketch out some of the details related to living that kind of faith (I recognize you have already done this in many of your short stories, essays, and journals. I’m not done reading those yet. So feel free to simply direct me over there, if you prefer)? I am curious as to how you have experienced God’s abundance (or gifts) in the midst of long-term need. Can it be something as formal as the missionaries who fundraise to live and work? I realize modern day missionaries are probably not the best model to use, but they are some of the only examples I can think of for Christians who mostly (if not wholly) rely on gifts to sustain themselves and their mission.
By the way, speaking of faith (a few paragraphs back!)…have you ever heard of the theory that the rich young ruler eventually came back, that he was in fact Barnabas (like Paul and Barnabas), “who sold a field he owned and brought the money and put it at the apostles’ feet” (Acts 4:36-37)? Wouldn’t it be great if the rich young ruler was able to follow Jesus afterall, even if it happened much later?
Thank you for taking time to respond to my questions, thoughts, and concerns. Your words have enriched me, Paul, truly. Sounds like a cliche, right? Even so, everyday I feel less burdened and distracted (though I’m not always sure what the next step is going to be), and it’s mostly because I’ve wrestled with the conversations we’ve been having. Thank you!
Last thing. My dad told me something quite unexpected but really encouraging this afternoon. He said that if I were to come to him and tell him that I had heard from God and, according to my desire to follow Jesus’ path, I had decided to sell everything and follow Him wherever it takes me, he would support that decision. He distinguished this support from full agreement, but it was support nonetheless. He is the first family member to encourage me to take the “next step,” whatever that may be. If you knew my dad, and how we have tended to interact, you would be so pleasantly surprised to overhear our talk this afternoon. Wow!
Cheers,
Jason
Hard Questions (R#4): Radicalism, Family, and Following Jesus
Introduction
What is a young family to do with a desire to follow Jesus more radically? This series of email exchanges I had with Paul Munn over a year ago (starting in April of 2009) attempts to explore some of that. To get caught up with the series, read question #1 and response #1, question #2/response #2 (which are one post), question #3 and response #3, and question #4.
Response #4
Date: Fri, 8 May 2009 06:31:44 -0700
From: Paul
Subject: Re: work, gift, prayer
To: Jason
Jason,
I liked hearing about your good conversations (and about your bathroom computer time!).
Years ago I stopped trying to connect Jesus’ revolutionary “gift economy” with any moral demand or “should.” When Heather and I were getting serious, her parents (missionaries in France) called and quizzed me on some of the things Heather had shared with them about me. One of their main objections was that I “thought it was wrong to work for money” (their interpretation) and, when they set up worst case scenarios, I wouldn’t break down and say I would go out and get a job for pay (to cover medical costs, buy food, etc). I kept insisting it wasn’t fair or honest to set up a scenario in which God didn’t offer some way of providing through gifts. Her father eventually said to us that if we did get married he would accept and embrace me as a son, but he didn’t think Heather should marry me (mostly for these economic reasons).
But in conversations with them (and with others since then), I always insisted that Jesus wasn’t laying some moral burden on us by preaching and living “gift economy.” He was demonstrating life in the kingdom of God. And inviting everyone else into it, everyone who would follow him. Like with the rich young man, first Jesus just points to the commandments, but when the young man presses him, he says “if you would be perfect, sell all, give to the poor, and follow me.” The man went away sad, and Jesus was sad too, but not condemning. Just sad that the man didn’t take up Jesus’ invitation to follow him into the incredible, revolutionary life of the kingdom.
It’s funny. Several times when I have described giving and receiving everything (including our work and time) as gifts, people say “yes, that’s how we will live in heaven… but down here, in this fallen world, it’s not possible.” I just take that as confirmation that they recognize that I’m describing life in the kingdom of God. And I object (sometimes a bit angrily) that they should not try to convince themselves (or me) that it is not possible, when Jesus demonstrated that it is possible (both for him and the twelve who were dependent on him) and said to all of us, “Follow me.” No one is excluded, no matter what their circumstances. Everyone is invited to live this incredible life now.
But in recent years I’ve shifted more to simply living the reality of it (and learning more and more through experience as we go) and letting that reality be the demonstration of the truth of it. When it’s real, when it’s right there in front of people, they can’t say it’s not possible.
I certainly think some jobs would be more like a gift than others. Say, if you would do that work whether or not you got paid. But I’ve never seen a job that has all the same dynamics as volunteering (”gift”). It sets up a completely different relationship between people; no more boss-employee, or employee-customer; no more demands “you have to do it because I’m paying you”; no more divided motivations, “I want to just focus on the work single-mindedly, but will this pay? Can I afford to spend so much time on this for what I’m getting out of it? Etc. When everything is a gift, really a free gift, there is no basis for demand except the demand of love. It can be perfectly single-minded. That’s how our work was supposed to be, that’s what we were created for; Jesus restores that with his invitation into the kingdom. And God makes it possible and real for those who have faith in Jesus’ invitation–even in this “fallen world.”
Sorry, it seems I’ve gone on and on. But thanks for the question. It’s stirring some thoughts and passions that I haven’t shared with anyone (except Heather) for quite a while.
Have a safe trip home!
peace,
Paul
The Ed Abbey Memorial Backpacking Trip IV
A little introduction…
This is my “trip journal” while walking the Pacific Crest Trail from Beldon, Calif. at HWY 70 to HWY 36 at St. Bernard’s Lodge (48 miles or so) with my friends Joshua and Allan. You can read my first entry here, my second entry here, and my third entry here.
Still Day Three
7/25/10 (written 7/29/10)
…We braved a long, steep embankment full of switchbacks that promised us spranged ankles or, even better, deadly free-falls with only short missteps. The darkness, becoming darker and darker every minute, didn’t help much either. So, at around 23 miles into our day three (10 miles past our goal), we sat down to rest on the trail, unsure of where we were. Anxious that we had taken the wrong trail, fearful of injuries, exhausted and in pain, we came to a 2-1 vote to stay put for the night. I didn’t want to camp there (the lone dissentor), but the other two did. In the end, I decided to listen to their judgment of the situation instead of mine, partly because of the same risks that in all honesty even I feared and also partly because I often put myself impulsively beyond good sense in order to salvage a gain, only to find a greater crisis as my consequence.
Before I go into too many details, though, I’ll share the psalm (Salmos 27) that I prayed and memorized prior to the night’s arrival. I walked with this Hebrew scripture, memorizing it, while keeping in mind a Wendell Berry-ism that has always seemed true: “The Bible is best read outdoors.” The background for many of the stories and visions and voices of the Bible come from fields, mountains, trees, animals, wind, sea, and flowers. Without that immersed understanding of our sacred story in the world, we might simply miss the opportunity to actually hear the writer’s communication, powerful and inspired as it is.
Ok. Back to Salmos 27.
Salmos 27
Jehová es mi luz y mi salvación;
¿de quién temeré? Jehová es la fortaleza
de mi vida; ¿de quién he de atemorizarme?
Cuando se juntaron contro mí los malignos,
mis angustiadores y mis enemigos, para comer
mis carnes, ellos tropezaron y cayeron.
Aunque un ejercito acampe contra mí, no
temerá mi corazón; aunque contra mí se
levante guerra, yo estaré confiado.
Una cosa he demandado a Jehová; esta
buscaré; que esté yo en la casa de
Jehová todos los días de mi vida, para
contemplar la hermosura de Jehová y
para inquirir en su templo.
Porque el me esconderá en su taburnáculo en
el día del mal; me ocultará en lo reservado
de su morada; sobre una roca me pondré
en alto.
Luego levantaré mi cabeza sobre mis
enemigos que me rodean; y sacrificaré en
su taburnáculo sacrificios de júbilo; cantaré
y intonaré alabanzas a Jehová.
Oye, oh Jehová, mi voz con que a ti clamo;
ten miserdicordia de mi, y redimeme.
Ha dicho mi corazón de ti: Buscad mi rostro.
Tu rostro buscaré, oh Dios; no escondes tu
rostro de mi. No apartes con ira a tu siervo;
mi ayuda has sido. No me dejes, ni me desemp-
ares, Dios de mi salvación.
Aunque me dejaron mi padre y mi madre, con todo,
Jehová me recogerá.
No me dejes en la voluntad de mis enemigos,
porque se levantaron contra mí testigos falsos;
y los que respiran crueldad.
Hubiera desmayado yo, si no creyese que
verá la bondad de Jehová en la tierra de
los vivientes.
Aguarda a Jehová; esfuérzate y alientese
tu corazón, si, espera a Jehová.
Those last two stanzas sum up my posture of dependence and trust that night alone on the ledge. My two friends were in and out of sleep, one more so than the other (which incidentally became confusing because his snoring very naturally resembled animal growls). So, as I alone waited for the bear noises in the woods to subside (I’m pretty sure it was a bear), the sun to rise, and my heart to stop beating up in my throat I decided to repeat another line from the psalm, over and over again: “yo estaré confiado,” which roughly translated means “I will trust” or more literally “I will be confident.” Of course I said this while taking deep guttural breaths in an effort to calm my body and muster some sort of spiritual courage (versus outright panic).
I didn’t feel at home on the trail that night. Maybe that was because we arrived in the dark and couldn’t get the lay of the land. What we could see was not very hospitable. We were not welcomed by the usual campsite setting (stream, flat ground, birds chirping, flowers, luscious trees), but only by a desolate-looking steep hillside with long fallen trees, unknown whereabouts, lots of loose dirt and dusty trail, a low moon blocked by the remaining giant trees (including no stars and sky), loneliness (or solitude, depending on who’s telling you), crazed night creatures (a bat in Allan’s sleeping bag!), and only a steep shelf along the path to sleep on. In other words, I finally realized, after two nights on the trail, that we were guests out here and not necessarily invited guests, but imposed ones.
Between my intervals of heart-pounding “headlamp security” (where I shined the light all around us every 5 minutes or so) and the empty feeling of exposure and helplessness, my prayers became direct, daring, and filled with an unknown trust. The salmo, it seemed, had risen through me into the night and created a well of suffering, which became a bodily form of worship for me amidst the fear and weakness, perhaps a prelude to the dawn that resurrected for us in the morning. On a secondary level, I guess my night-time fears also served as an alarm system for the rest of the group, a watchman, if you will. And just like other areas of life, it wasn’t the end of being watchful when morning arrived. It did, however, signal an arrival into new beginnings back at home and there on the trail: my walk, my silence, my prayers, my marriage, my son, my profession, my stuff, my friends, my family…my life. Another dark night and a “bon voyage” into the cup-of-everyday.