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A Skinny Fairtrade Latte in the Food Court of Life - Page 981

  • Off on my travels... again!

    Off to Manchester tomorrow.  Am I really nearly one third of the way through this research degree?  That's well scary!

    So, it is presentations time - published or publishable articles and conference papers to be shared with our peers.  Not feeling overly confident about mine - it has moved around quite a lot in the drafting and still needs a lot of work to be something I'm happy with.  So... an early drive up the road so that I can get some library time in ahead of kickoff... including another foray into the wonder that is BQ,

    I'm looking forward to hearing what other people have been doing, to catching up with colleagues and seeing some friends whilst I'm up there.  Plus a rare and precious non-preaching Sunday...

    Back all too soon!!

  • Theory & Practice, Dreams & Reality

    A week on Sunday my congregation has our 'Vision Day Part Deux' or something to that general effect anyway.  So this morning I am trying to put together the outline for the day and becoming all too conscious of the gap between nice 'Church Health' or 'Congregational Studies' theory and how-to books and the reality of trying to do this stuff on the ground with people who don't always get it anyway.  I think this is is a good realisation as I continue the somewhat esoteric process of doctoral research in this general area, because if it isn't ultimately going to be useful then its a waste of everyone's time and energy.  Although maybe you can only determine usefulness retrospectively (discuss!).  In the end what we get will have to be tailored to our needs, our context, our time frame, our reality - and I hope it works effectively.

    One of the challenges is the reality check this congregation needs to face and grasp.  We are super duper at creative visioning but also have several honorary doctorates in ostrich impersonations.  One of my challenges is to help people to grasp some very uncomfortable truths and to realise that the answer is not 'the Lord will provide' announced in a pious voice accompanied by a face that says 'begone thou faithless minister thou.' 

    My aim - and it's a pretty impressive one - is to get some concrete actions, some 'SMART' objectives with names, dates and deliverables identified by the end of the day.  We don't have the time - and I don't have the energy - for yet another round of 'someone needs to think about something' whilst we all grow a year older, a lot more tired and our ability, irrespective of our desire, to fulfil our dreams evaporates.

    I am, to say the least, apprehensive about the event.  The reality check is not pleasant to face, and the consequences, whichever path we opt for, demanding all round.  Sometimes I understand the appeal of being an ostrich.  At times like this God has an irritating habit of once more pointing out to me the prophetic challenge of ministry... reminding me I don't have to be liked, and may not be heard, but I do have to speak.  It's so much nicer keeping it all theoretical!!!

  • Thinking about Thinking about Things

    Last week, one of the books I read used the analogy of a children's dot-to-dot puzzle to describe the process of writing history.   The historian or researcher the 'dots' - in various quantities and of various intensities - and then deduces how they might be joined up to furm a picture.  Unlike most dot-to-dot puzzles, these 'dots' aren't numbered so the historian/researcher has to use some imagination or make some guesses to find a picture from them.  Inevitably, different people may make different connections and end up with different pictures.

    In theology and missiology (and no doubt everywhere else) there seems to bne a lot of talk about 'joined-up thinking' but what does that really mean?  Do we assme that there is one right way of joining up thinking, one obvious (if only we could find it!) answer, or is it actually like doing the puzzle when the printer forgot to put on the numbers?  Sometimes I feel as if we think it means there is one answer to be found, when perhaps it offers something a little less concrete and more 'playful' (my word of the moment!) - that there are many fine images to be found if only we are willing to seek them.  This doesn't mean that all are equally valid, just that there isn't always one 'right' answer.

    A few years back the in phrase in management speak was 'thinking outside the dots' - that in order to join them up subject to some weird and wonderful set of rules you needed to take your lines past the limits of what you had.  Again, something about using imagination as well as intellect (and I'm not about to get into the which of those comes first debate!).

    So what has all this to do with the price of fish?

    I have recently been shocked - there is no other word for it - by the inability of people I perceive as reasonably intelligent to make connections between ideas, and specifically to extrapolate general principles from specific examples.  It is almost as if people have become so adept at mechanisatically joining a defined set of numbered dots to make a certain picture that they are totally flummoxed if presented with anything different.

    This troubles me greatly, partly in relation to my research work which is predicated on the assumption that people can extrapolate from 'a' to 'b' if only by analogy, that there are general principles that can be read across from century to century.  It worries me more for the health of the church, perhaps especially for those churches that are smaller, older and more set in their ways, but also in general terms.  Maybe I'm am particularly blessed that I find it quite easy to spot connections between ideas from seemingly disparate fields.  Maybe part of my task is to take several steps back and help people to begin to learn to make conections (how?).

    In the mean time, just in case you really do have nothing better to do, here's a little dot-to-dot puzzle to amuse you!  What credible designs can you make from it?!  (A little imagination definitely permitted)

    O

     

    O                                    O

     

     

    O                    O

  • Stereotypes Rule...

    Not only am I mad enough to subscribe to the Baptist Times for years on end, I am also sufficiently silly as to continue to part with large sms of money to engineering professional bodies, which means more magazines to glance through and a ridiculously high rental charge for some letters (though the latter does make my 'professional' name so excessively long that I get letters where it takes two lines on the envelope: almost worth the expense!).  Anyway, in the latest Professional Engineer magazine was a plug for, and a review of, this little book:

    My Dad's an Engineer

    The book raises money for children's charities, so that's definitely a good thing.

    It aims to raise awareness of the importance of engineering - which is also a good thing.  As the old IMechE bumper sticker used to say 'nothing moves without engineers'  - how true!

    Notwithstanding that the book review suggests that the ideas are a tad complex for the target age range, I think it is a good idea 

    But....

    It promotes and reinforces gender sterotypes. Grrrrrrr! 

    I think I'll have to write "My maiden aunt used to be an engineer but now she's a minister' (nice snappy title, eh?!) to counter some of this sterotyping.  What d'you reckon?!!!

  • Self Definition...

    Last week someone asked me what I thought was the one sentence statement of Baptist self-definition, the golden thread that runs through our story.  I struggled - and in the end said we are better at saying what we're not...

    We're not related to or descended from Anabaptists (much)

    We're not Arminian (much)

    We're not... etc etc  (much)

    Today at the end of the service someone took me to task over using the word 'evangelical' in last week's sermon - assuring me that we're not evangelical, we're Baptists.  Trying to explain what I think evangelical means, and that it not did preclude or supersede her Baptistness, or more importantly that of her husband, who, she was glad to note, had not heard me say the word, was not easy, she just didn't get it.  Baptists defined as not evangelical - well that's a first!

    So, if we were to try to say what we are, in one short, snappy phrase of the ilk of 'one true church' (which of course we are, just no one else realises it yet ;-) ) what might it be?

     

    Somehow, typing this brought to mind the wonderful article in this week's Baptist Times (yes, those words can go in the same sentence!) about one person's experience of moving from an RC to a Baptist church.  With immense grace and gentle humour, some of our less attractive attributes were laid alongside our good ones.  What also struck me was the profound change in our attitude in recent years - or at least in that of the BT.  When I first started reading said publication around ten years ago I cannot imagine that it would have carried an article like this; that it does is definitely a sign of growing maturity in our attitudes and outlook.  For ten years I have steadfastly resisted writing a 'letter to the editor' over one or other articles or attitude that has annoyed me, this week I was very tempted to write one in praise, perhaps I should have done.  (But as we all look to see has written what anyway...).

    Perhaps we should describe ourselves as 'growing in grace ... albeit rather slowly'