For several months now, WordPress has rewarded me with a cheer when I publish a blog post. This cheerleader Function has some very enthusiastic words in its repetoire, including the three in the title above, and others such as sly! brilliant! impressive! groovy! handy! (handy?) and fantastic! This is a Function that is obviously high on exclamation marks and adjectives-for-building-others’-self-esteem potions. Like kindergarten children who quickly learn to ignore praise that is excessive and indiscriminate (whether a page of scribbles or something actually labored over), I do not allow myself to take these words seriously. I do appreciate, however, that said Function tells me how many posts I’ve now posted, and quickly scans my latest column to suggest additional tags. Each time it also suggests three intriguing ideas for future posts, which I’ve not yet used, but surely will if I run out of ideas. (E.g. What gift would you like to anonymously send someone?) Continue reading
Gratitude for this family
I’m just coming off a wonderful week with our family. Instead of the usual two of us, the house filled with eleven more people — five adult children/spouses, and six grandchildren aged four months to nearly ten. For most of the week, we had warm autumn weather, allowing us to extend our interactions onto the deck and into the back yard. We played boce ball, put up a tent, swung on a rope swing, and jumped in leaves. The kids had planned a number of special activities such as an egg drop competition (teams tried to wrap a raw egg so it would survive ever higher drops) and pumpkin carving. We went to Birds Hill for a wiener roast and kite flying. Inside we read and played games and visited and ate.
I confess I’m always reluctant to get too buttery in my expressions around family life, lest they mask both its inherent challenges and its true splendor. But I’m so deeply grateful for this family, for each one in it, and for the relationships we enjoy. These (now) twelve other people are truly the best gifts to me, over and over. And not just in what they give me in their love and kindness, but also in what I see them giving each other. Continue reading
In honor of Eric Wingender
The world mourns the untimely death of Apple genius and former CEO Steve Jobs, as it should, but I’m grieving the untimely death of Eric Wingender, professor (and former president) at Ecole de Theologie Evangelique de Montreal (ETEM), who died yesterday of a massive heart attack.
I first got to know Eric when I sat in on a workshop he gave, in which he reflected on his experience of Christian conversion and becoming part of the Mennonite Brethren in Quebec. He spoke respectfully and gratefully of those missionaries who had brought him and many other young Quebecers to faith in the 70s and 80s. But he also felt something spiritually significant had been lost in Quebec’s Quiet Revolution that was not adequately replaced by the somewhat simplistic and pietistic gospel to which he was introduced. The churches that emerged from the evangelical “boom” of that era struggled a great deal and the movement plateaued. (He explained some of this in a 1994 article in Direction.) Eric was one of those who persisted and became leaders, seeking to help the Quebec church find better ground. Continue reading

