EVER THE ROAD GOES ON

Living the questions and trying to think theologically... and practically. Learning that these things are more synonymous than I once thought.

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Monday, July 18, 2005

Torture
















Does J.K. Rowling hate me? Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince has been released during the most academically strenuous time of my life. It's killing me. My mom and some my friends have already finished it. I've browsed some websites just to see what people are saying. I've stayed away from spoilers, but I think I my detective brain accidentally figured out who died just from who the sites are not talking about. I'm not completely sure, but the more I think about it the more it makes sense for this character to be the unlucky one. I won't know for sure until August 10, the day summer school is officially over. I'm thinking about a trip to the beach with Harry. I'd love to have company, but only if you can handle me laying on the beach and reading for at least six hours a day. More likely I'll end up by the pool at the lovely Raintree apartments due to lack of funds, but the beach sure would be swell if anyone is down.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Torn

So much has happened in the past week. I've wanted to scratch my head, pull my hair out, cry like a baby, hit something, rejoice, and yell at the top of my lungs over the course of the last seven days, and I think I've done just about all those things. I haven't got time to blog very much because of the enormous amount of reading I have to do for next week. Literally, I could pick from so many experiences of the past week and write pages on them all, but life simply won't allow that right now. I'm sure I'll get around to it one day, but in the mean time, I'll leave you with something from Schlieriermacher's Christmas Eve. If you've never read it, it's a pretty short fictional story in which the characters dialogue about theology. Very Brian McLaren-esque or should I say that he is very Schlieriermacher-esque.

I look upon all things with a gladsome eye, even what has most deeply
wounded me. As Christ had no bride but the world, no children but his
friends, no household but the temple and the world, and yet his heart was full
of heavenly love and joy, so I too seem to be born to endeavor after such a
life.

And so I have roamed about the whole evening, everywhere taking part most
heartily in every little happening and amusement I have come across. I have
laughed, and I have loved it all. It was one long affectionate kiss which I have
given the world, and now my enjoyment with you shall be the last impress of my
lips. For you know that you are the dearest of all to me.

Maybe this has been so closely felt in the light of the three weddings of friends that I will soon be a part of. God grant me such an attitude about where I am now. And thanks for friends who are there even when life is a mess and you feel so torn.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

CBF BFF


Yep, I'm still a Jr. High girl or at least I giggled like one when I thought of this silly nickname for me and my CBF pals. (R to L Me, Katie, Ashley, and Sparkle)

Katie, Me, Jeff and Sparkle- Future Leaders of Moderate Baptists

Hanging out with you guys has been the highlight of my summer thus far. I hope we'll get to hang out at lots of future general assemblies. Hotlanta 2006! I'm so there! (if I'm not in a foreign country doing mentoring.)

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

A New Kind of Baptist?

At least for now it seems the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship General Assembly in Grapevine, TX will go down as one of those special landmarks in my life. I didn’t know much about CBF going into the convention, but I really liked all I saw and observed there. The first thing that struck me as I entered was the number of young people. (We’ll classify young as under 40). This group was in no way the majority, but it definitely had a presence in the convention. I wasn’t so sure that people of my generation were all that concerned with denominationalism, and after being burned, I wasn’t so sure I’d ever really be able to work in a denomination, or even be Baptist anymore. The CBF gave me hope. From what I can tell, and from what one of the founders, Daniel Vestal said, this group of believers is concerned about global poverty, and they are approaching it as the biggest moral issue of our time. I agree. I had the privilege of being there for the Jimmy and Rosalyn Carter offering for Human Rights. The best part of the convention was seeing three couples from Truett being commissioned to work with internationals in L.A., Paris, and South Africa. I cried knowing that I was a part of their community, that my seminary is sending people out into the world to serve in such capacities, and that in a few years it could be me.

I also sat in on a session about the emerging church. I wanted to see if the CBF had their facts straight and might possibly support an emerging church plant. Verdict: the conference speaker seemed to be well read, in the know, and supportive of the values and forms of the emerging church. However, the folks in the room who actually asked questions, seemed to be completely confused with the whole idea of the emerging church. Of course, they were all white males, over fifty, and thoroughly modern. What was encouraging? Instead of calling the emerging church “a threat to the gospel”, they listened to the speaker and what he had to say. They asked what seemed like thoughtful questions. The speaker asked if anyone had been to any emergent gatherings, and I raised my hand. The group listened attentively to me, a young southern woman, talk about my experience and heart for the emerging church. I even got to help answer some of their questions. I felt valued and affirmed.

During worship and business sessions, women and men participated equally in the leadership. Minorities also had a voice in the leadership. These things did a lot to win me over. I also made some fabulous new friends, and built deeper relationship with folks from Truett . (I'll post a picture when I get it.) We realize that we are the future of Baptists in America, and it is our job to remind the world that Baptists are good people. Maybe we’ll be a “new kind of Baptists” or maybe, and more likely, we’ll get back to the old kind of Baptists, champions of religious liberty, believers in freedom, and compassionate people who care more about loving people than proving to the world we are right.

Saturday, July 02, 2005

CBF Changed my life!

Stay tuned for all the details.