To Live in Kinship Also



If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten we belong to one another. – Mother Theresa

We do belong to one another.

At times, we forget this to our collective diminishment. But there is never a moment when it is untrue. Perhaps we need to rekindle this awareness in ourselves, particularly in an era that so often denies belonging and worth.

Last night at Canterbury House, we held an All Saints remembrance. We sang Taize choruses and surrounded ourselves with photos of loved ones —

people who have died,

people we admire yet never met,

people who make up our Family of Choice.

This is Kinship. We really belong to one another. 

A friend of mine recently lifted up a recognition about the All Saints celebration, particularly as it is practiced by Protestants: There is no great expectation about who these saints are or have to be. In fact, some of those expectations fall away. They are “family, friends, mentors teachers, coworkers, pastors, anyone.” Biological ties are less important. Class and status are less important. Everyone belongs. Everyone is a part of the Great Cloud of Witnesses.

Last night, I surrounded myself with people who have been to me parents, siblings, and children, something I rarely get to celebrate and honor so publicly, because everyone would look and assume – not connected, not related.

But in Nurture-Kinship, we are. 

And in Christian Communion, we are. And in the Great Cloud of Witnesses, we are. And in Shared Humanity, we are.

And this matters so much.

We do belong to one another. Let’s remember and celebrate.

Renee Roederer

To Laugh Joyfully Also

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We need silliness, joy, and laughter.

In times of collective stress and anxiety, we human beings crave moments of levity as well. Thankfully, these can often find us, even if we’re not particularly looking for them.

I am one of the administrators of a large Facebook group called Young PC(USA) Leaders. This group has about 1800 people in it who are leaders of the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) under the age of 40. Yesterday, I asked a question which turned into a hilarious conversation:

Here’s a community question for some laughter today. I’d love to hear your stories about this:

What are things you learned incorrectly about church or the Bible etc. as children, that make you laugh now as adults? Maybe you just assumed something and later discovered it wasn’t exactly so? Or maybe someone taught you something kind of ridiculous?

The answers did not disappoint!

This group is a confidential one, so I won’t share the comments of others, but people offered so many wonderful reflections of silly associations they made as children. Sometimes, they didn’t figure out the real connections until much later.

I wonder if you have stories like this? Maybe they can invite your laughter today.

I’ll tell you one of mine.

When I was a kid, I grew up in a Southern Baptist Church, and we used to frequently sing the hymn, “Come Thou Fount.” Do you know it?

It starts with this verse:

Come Thou Fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love.

Then, the next verse, talks about an . . . Ebenezer. What might that be?

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’m come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

(P.S. Blood language in hymns kind of freaks me out. But anyway. . . )

When I was a kiddo, I had no idea what an Ebenezer was or why we should raise ours.

And since it was always capitalized, I assumed it must obviously be a person. And here’s where it gets ridiculous and very childlike. . .I somehow confused Ebenezer with Rumpelstiltskin. Why? I’m not sure. Long, quirky sounding names, perhaps?

Every single time we would sing this, I would picture raising a little, curmudgeony elf.

SO SILLY!

Now as an adult, every time I sing this hymn, I always think of this, and just about every time, I get the church giggles.

So you can imagine how much I loved it when last Sunday, I showed up to do pulpit supply in a Presbyterian Church and someone had put a note into the bulletin to explain what an Ebenezer was (see the photo above). I learned this years ago, thankfully, and have not persisted in raising little, curmudgeony elves in my mind (well, except I have because I want to laugh!) but an Ebenezer is actually a set of stones raised in praise to God.

Or is it?

Renee Roederer

To Enjoy the Sky Also

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Zen Master and teacher, Thich Nhat Hanh, says,

Life is filled with suffering, but it is is also filled with many wonders, such as the blue sky, the sunshine, and the eyes of a baby. To suffer is not enough. We must also be in touch with the wonders of life. They are within us and all around us, everywhere, anytime.

This is the very first paragraph in his book, Being Peace.

He continues with these words,

If we are not happy, if we are not peaceful, we can’t share peace and happiness with others, even those we love, those who live under the same roof. If we are peaceful, if we are happy, we can smile and blossom like a flower, and everyone in our family, our entire society, will benefit from our peace. Do we need to make a special effort to enjoy the beauty of the blue sky? Do we have to practice to be able to enjoy it? No, we just enjoy it. Each second, each minute of our lives can be like this.

Do we have to make a special effort to enjoy the blue sky?

Truthfully, yes, sometimes. There are days when it may really be an effort. Perhaps today is a day like that.

We may be struggling with ongoing feelings of sadness and anxiety. We may be grieving. We are certainly grappling with yesterday’s news: A person with a semi-automatic weapon murdered 26 people in Sutherland Spring, Texas while they were worshiping in a church. This ignites loss, pain, and fears.

Sometimes, it probably does take a special effort — or at least, a special intention — to enjoy the blue sky. Or the sunshine. Or the eyes of a baby.

But we really can choose the intention to enjoy these too.

Thich Nhat Hanh does not teach people to put their heads in the sand. His primary teaching is that love is understanding — that if we want to love others and ourselves, we have to listen and understand one another’s suffering. This is so important.

And alongside that suffering, we can marvel at the joys and the beauty too. “Suffering is not enough,” he says. Joys and beauty can come alongside these pains.

Thich Nhat Hanh says, if we can enjoy and smile at these, we can embody peace — peace that will be made available to the suffering we and others carry.

So today, I put that wonderful intention in the world —
That we might enjoy the sky also.

Renee Roederer

 

Smize-ing (Smiling with Your Eyes)

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There’s smiling with a grin.

And

There’s smiling with your eyes.

Last year, the Assistant Conductor of the choir I sing in often reminded us of this. She used the word ‘smize-ing’ and encouraged us to find the inner joy for it.

Do you know what I mean? Sometimes, there are smiles that are so genuine and joyful that the skin just beyond corners of our eyes makes little wrinkles to accompany our grin. That’s smize-ing — smiling with our eyes.

Has anyone or anything made you so joyful lately that you’ve found yourself smize-ing?

-Did something make you laugh hard?

-Did someone say something dear and meaningful?

-Did you have a deep experience of gratitude?

Or

Have you noticed someone else’s smize-ing? Has someone looked at you lately, rejoicing in you with a big ol’ smize gazing back in your direction? I hope so. You’re worth all the smize-ing!

We need more of this in all our days.

: )

Renee Roederer

The Beloved Balcony People

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[This image comes from Westminister Presbyterian Church in Minneapolis, MN. I have always loved their full balcony in the round.]

Yesterday, I encountered a beautiful quote in a meme that was being passed around. Take this in and know that it’s true for you:

“Suddenly, all my ancestors are behind me.
‘Be still,’ they say.
‘Watch and listen.
You are the result of the love of thousands.’”

I love those sacred words from author Linda Hogan. They’re certainly beautiful and worthy of being shared.

It’s also true. We are the result of the love of thousands — each one of us. We are connected to our biological ancestors, and we are connected to a host of individuals who have formed us over time. As Fred Rogers used to say, these people have “loved us into being.” We could also say that they have particularlized us — that is, they have made us more specifically who we are simply and powerfully because they lived and loved.

David Roth was my pastor growing up, and he was deeply influential upon my life. On a number of occasions, I remember him using the language of ‘Balcony People’ to talk about those who have gone before us in this way. That term comes from Balcony People, a book by Joyce Landorf Heatherly. She discusses the importance of being in relationship with people who encourage and affirm us. David often extended this term to talk about the Communion of Saints. He himself is one my many Balcony People.

Today is All Saints Day. On this day each year, I always think about a particular memory concerning David. It took place more than a year after he died.

Believe it or not, my car still plays cassette tapes (yes, I know. . . ) On a particular day in April 2010, I was driving around Austin, Texas, and I decided to listen to one of David Roth’s sermon tapes.

It was the last sermon he gave at my home church, and it took place on the day he retired. In the middle of this sermon, he began to talk about his Balcony People and named a litany of individuals and communities which had shaped his life in the Church. At one point, he said,

“They all participated in giving me birth, as there are people here who even now, participate in giving all of us birth, re-birth. . . Christ has told us that wherever we are, even if we think we’re all alone, as the Apostle Paul at times felt all alone, we are surrounded by so Great a Cloud of Witnesses. I never come to this communion table — never! — without feeling surrounded by the ‘Balcony People.’”

As you can imagine, it moved me so deeply to hear David Roth speak these words in his own voice after we had painfully lost him to a cancer diagnosis. Even beyond death, he still speaks. He is a Balcony Person for sure. Quite intentionally, I think of him and my other Balcony People every time I come to that communion table.

So consider your Balcony today.

  • Who has loved you into being?
  • Who still speaks?
  • Who cheers you on with encouragement – perhaps beyond you in time, yet so near to you in the present?

Renee Roederer

Also, here’s another story about David which means a lot to me.

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Headed Toward Reformation? Listening to Nones and Dones

I wrote this piece last year in preparation for this day — not only for Halloween, but to mark the upcoming 500th anniversary of the Protestant Reformation which is today. Some folks believe we’re in the midst of a new Reformation now. This rings true to me as well. So I share this again for our pondering. . . and wondering. . . and dreaming. . .

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The Reformation That Formed Us

When Halloween night rolls around in 2016, we’ll surely experience traditions that are cherished, annual rituals. Tiny goblins, witches, and Elsas (we’ll still have a zillion look-alikes from Frozen) will ring our doorbells and shout, “Trick or Treat!” with gusto. Some of us will carve pumpkins, and some of us will go on hayrides in the midst of the chilly, autumn air.

Those traditions will be lovely and expected.

But when Halloween night rolls around in 2017, the world will experience a large scale anniversary. October 31, 2017 marks the 500th anniversary of the start of the Protestant Reformation — the fateful day when Martin Luther, a Roman Catholic monk and professor, nailed a list of demands to the double doors of the Castle Cathedral in Wittenberg. Those demands are called the 95 Theses, and they ushered in a movement for reform of the Christian Church.

There is no need to completely romanticize this moment of change. It did lead to solid reforms, and along with the development of the printing press, it placed the words of the Bible into the hands of the individuals for the first time. But in the process, this movement for reform also led to wars, persecution, and the splintering of the Church into innumerable denominations.

I have no expectation that the entire world will geek out over this 500th anniversary next year. My good friend from seminary used to dress up as the Wittenberg Cathedral doors for Halloween, and I imagine she might do it again for such an anniversary. But I doubt that many non-church geeks will take notice. Maybe there will be a Google Doodle for it.

Instead, though this reformation still informs our world, this anniversary may feel irrelevant to those who are losing their connections to institutional churches.

Nones and Dones

Religious demographics in the United States are changing. These days, some feel quite uneasy walking into a sanctuary of a faith community, and some are equally apprehensive to affiliate with any form of organized religion. The Pew Research Center conducted two Religious Landscape Studies in 2007 and 2015, and researchers discovered that the numbers of the religiously unaffiliated are growing. Pew researchers coined the term “religious Nones” to describe individuals who are unaffiliated with any particular faith community. They also discovered that 61% of Nones believe in God, and many of them are interested in spirituality.

In response to this new terminology, others recognized that an additional term was needed. Sociologists, church historians, bloggers, and pastors began to use the term “Dones” to describe Christians who have maintained their religious identity but left established, institutional churches behind. The sociological studies of the Dones are revealing that many of these individuals have been among the most committed leaders and members in local congregations. After trying to stay, they felt they had to leave when churches condemned their questions of faith, practiced judgment, or refused to share power and leadership. Many Dones value participatory forms of church in worship, mission, and vision. Instead, they encountered institutional churches obsessed with their own survival while refusing to change or adapt in participatory ways. (See Josh Packard and Ashleigh Hope’s sociological study, Church Refugees: Sociologists Reveal Why People are Done with Church but Not Their Faith to learn more about this research.)

Nones are simply not walking through the sanctuary doors, and the Dones are stepping out of sanctuary doors never to look back. These populations are certainly varied, but together, they are speaking. They aren’t nailing 95 Theses to the doors of the Church, but they are speaking with their feet.

But even more, many are speaking with a longing for a new vision. Many Nones and Dones do not want to leave faith and spirituality behind altogether. But where can they go to engage spiritual practices and build Christian community together?

Some are beginning to answer that question in varied ways as spirituality meetup groups, justice organizations, and new worshiping communities are forming in organic ways across the United States.

But perhaps there is a more exciting question to ask:
Will the Nones and Dones eventually lead toward a new reformation of the Christian Church?

I like to think so.

The Reformation Before Us

Phyllis Tickle was a brilliant scholar, researcher, and faith-filled friend of many. She died last year. With a delightful name and hilarious sense of humor, she invited people to ponder what the future of the Christian Church might look like. In her astute work, The Great Emergence: How Christianity is Changing and Why, Tickle articulates an intriguing premise that the Church experiences a major form of reformation approximately every 500 years.

Tickle gives a broad overview of the previous reformations throughout the history of Christianity, including the monastic movement (approx. 500 CE), the schism between the Eastern and Western Churches (approx. 1000 CE), and the Protestant Reformation (approx. 1500 CE). She argues that approximately every 500 years, a new form of Christian expression emerges outside of the current scope and institutional form of the Church. Each time, this new emergence tends to be more in step with the social, political, economic, and cultural shifts of the day.

Initially, when the new movement emerges, it experiences conflict with the traditional, religious communities that preceded it. But the new vision eventually has an effect on the older structures too; frequently, as a result of new movements, traditional Christian institutions experience a counter-reformation in response. Through both parts of the process, more people are authentically welcomed into Christian community.

Though we cannot know fully where it is all headed, Phyllis Tickle believed we are in the midst of a new reformation right now. It excites me deeply to ponder that. Though I am am also unsure of where it is all heading, I believe that the Nones and the Dones are  key players in the future of Christianity and the future of religious communities as a whole.

So will we listen to them as they cast a new vision?
Time to connect beyond the doors of our own sanctuaries.

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Renee Roederer – These days, I am organizing a new community of friendship in Southeastern Michigan called Michigan Nones and Dones. This community is a part of Meetup.com and includes those who are religiously unaffiliated (the Nones), those who have left established, institutional churches (the Dones), and those who are connected to particular traditions but seeking new, creative forms for their expression.

That Tiny Thing You’re Good At Is A Big Deal. . . Really.

Today’s piece is a repost. Maybe this is a good reminder:

That tiny thing you’re great at. . . is a big deal. Really. When shared with others purposefully and resourcefully, it catalyzes change. So what is it?

– Do you have an ability that seems tiny only because it comes so naturally to you?

– Do you engage with it regularly to the point that it doesn’t seem like a real gift?

– Do you forget to marvel at it because it seems so routine or easy?

Well, that’s a gift you need to put into the world. Purposefully.

That’s a gift that seeks greater expression in your community, neighborhood, nation, and world.

These days, when we see the great needs and concerns around us, and when we ponder our fears about needs and concerns to come, we can become absolutely overwhelmed. Our meager work and purposeful sharing can seem. . . well, tiny. It may feel that way, but. . .

That tiny thing? Do not underestimate what it can do.

– When placed strategically with the gifts of others, it can become organized change. What resources can you bring uniquely — money, connections, abilities? Some of which come so naturally to you? Do all you can to make those things fit with the leadership and commitment of others. Look purposefully for where they can be placed alongside the great work that is already happening. Your tiny gift will easily multiply.

That tiny thing? Do not underestimate what it can do.

– When launched into the world with intention, that tiny thing may add a level of care that increases relational safety. Even if only for a moment, it matters. In this current climate, people are reasonably fearful and discouraged. Your tiny thing in a tiny moment may serve as a reminder of human worth and connection. It may provide a needed boost which encourages others to put their gifts into the world too.

So what is it? What is that tiny thing?

In actuality, it might not be so tiny.

Renee Roederer
 

A Visit to the Tree

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Yesterday, I wrote about Thomas Merton’s corner and found myself grateful that we can truly come to greater understanding and love in any place and at any moment. If we ponder our own life stories, I imagine we have experienced this personally with revelations both large and small.

The same is true with purpose and calling. An awareness of these can come in any place and at any moment as well. And because this is true — thankfully! — questions of purpose and calling can be asked repeatedly throughout our lives.

Over the weekend, I visited this tree. It was good to make a return to this exact spot. The tree is not anything too special to see, but I was sitting under this exact tree fifteen years ago (How has it been fifteen years. . . ? Wow. . .) when I decided that I wanted to go to seminary and eventually enter a ministry vocation.

I was a sophomore in college at the time. For the first year and a half of school, I had been a part of the Music Composition program. I had a moment of calling in high school that brought me to this too, but once I was really within the work, I realized I greatly disliked my pathway. There was nothing inherently wrong with it, and I was doing pretty well in the program. But I was always off in a practice room by myself (ahem, I’m an off-the-charts extrovert) working up some compositions, and I found myself writing music with the motivation to please my professors rather than having any personal, intrinsic motivation.

So I made a switch and changed my degree program. I loved being in music school, and I didn’t want to shift that, so I stayed there on a different pathway. But ultimately, I knew I wanted to go to seminary afterward, and that became my new goal and motivation.

I was sitting under this tree when I participated in that sense of purpose finding me. I even remember the exact date: April 2, 2002.

As I visited the tree this weekend, I noticed how many of its roots were visible — a whole lot of roots! And I found myself grateful that this decision has led me to a lot of communities and people with whom I now feel a great sense of rootedness too. There have been some ups and downs and winding roads on this journey, but I always give thanks for the places and the people.

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And you know what? Those places and those people have always moved the calling along, because. . . Awareness of calling and purpose can truly come at any place and at any moment so — thankfully! — we can keep asking these questions repeatedly throughout our lives.

Grateful, grateful.

Renee Roederer

Any Place and Any Moment Whatsoever

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Any Place
and
Any Moment

can be
the Space
and
the Time

of
Revelation
and
Awareness.

Any single place and any single moment can open us to Understanding and Love.

I’ve been learning a bit from Thomas Merton lately. Merton (1915-1968) was a Monastic Christian who lived in Kentucky. I love a particular both/and in his personal faith: He was a mystic, yet not at all removed from the world. He delved into some of the largest challenges and traumas that humanity has faced. He was a practical theologian and a humanitarian, grounded deeply in a sense of mystical communion with God and other people.

These two aspects of Merton’s faith really came together when he was simply standing at an intersection. He was standing on the corner of 4th and Walnut (now Muhammad Ali Blvd.) in Louisville, Kentucky. As he watched people walk by, he was suddenly overcome with a deep sense of connection. He said he was, “suddenly overcome with the realization that I loved all these people. . .” as they “walked around shining like the sun.”

It changed his whole life.

He probably wasn’t expecting that when he was out running some errands. But any place and any moment can introduce us to a revelation of Understanding and Love. Any place and any moment.

When I was in Louisville this weekend, I went to this corner. It’s really fitting because there’s still a great deal of foot traffic. There is a placard that commemorates this place and moment, and right behind it, is 4th Street Live — two city blocks blocked off for foot traffic with restaurants, and often, live music.

I snapped a photo of this place. (There was also a guy in the background who looked a lot like Tom Petty!) I also stood there and prayed for people I know as well. It was a meaningful experience.

And it was a good reminder.

Any Place
and
Any Moment

can open us for
Understanding
and
Love.

Any single one at all.

 Renee Roederer