Saturday, February 16, 2019
Saturday, December 8, 2018
2018 in the rear view mirror
Books, movies, podcasts and music challenge, teach, encourage, enrich and refresh my daily life. Following is my attempt to note those that made a difference for me in 2018. Lists are not is priority order.
BOOKS
I read by the fireplace in the living
room, in bed for a few minutes before falling asleep, at coffee shops, while
waiting for appointments and on summer camping trips (maybe my favorite reading
setting). Here are 12 that found a way to dig deeper into my skin, psyche and
soul. Included is a one-sentence (and hopefully not an extreme run-on) commentary for each title. You follow my reading via Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/7794273-jim
spiritual/faith/life
journey from law to grace. There There - Tommy Orange. Native Americans on a “I can hardly breathe” quest driven by love, history, family, fear, rage and hope through urban chaos toward an unspeakable conclusion. (NYT Top 10 & Library Journal Best Books of 2018)

Hey,
Kiddo - Jarrett Krosoczka. A graphic memoir
reflecting on a childhood journey through emotional and physical land mines
with the support of (quirky) grandparents toward a (much) better life.

Sun Does Shine: How I found Life and Freedom on Death Row – Anthony Ray Hinton. A true story (that shouldn’t need to be true) of wrongful conviction, our brutally flawed justice system and gracious, tenacious perseverance to overcome.

So You Want To Talk About Race – Ijeoma Oluo. I have a lot to learn and this book is an amazing teacher.

Not
That Bad: Dispatches From Rape Culture - Roxanne
Gay. First person essays that bleed and pulse raw reality through stories often
hidden, avoided and ignored.
Educated
– Tara Westover. A story of growing up in a family dominated
by religious excess, reactive paranoia and cultural escape to finding herself
and her place in the greater world. (NYT Top 10)

The
Wife Between Us – Greer Hendricks and
Sarah Pekkanen. Go ahead, read this book and message me every time you have it
figured out…and then, let me know when you are finished.

Hang
Time: My Life in Basketball -
Elgin Baylor. I knew Baylor was a great player, but I didn’t know much of his
life both within and beyond the game.
Disrupting Poverty: Five Powerful Classroom Practices – Kathleen Budge and William Parrett. “I love this book, it affirms my prejudices.” I have used that line as a half joke for years, no joke this time. (okay, that’s two sentences)

Dear
Girl – Amy Krouse Rosenthal & Paris
Rosenthal. A perfect book for our annual camping trip of playing, laughing, sharing,
learning and growing with our Granddaughters.
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MOVIES To be honest MoviePass
may have enabled me to see more movies in theaters in 2018 than in the past
decade. Special thanks to the Pickford
Film Center for keeping independent movies thriving in Bellingham https://www.pickfordfilmcenter.org/
- Eighth Grade – I have worked with young people in some fashion for 40 plus years and this movie bridges the current realities with freshness and life.
- Won’t You Be My Neighbor – Fred Rogers wasn’t perfect, but he was better than we deserved and this film proves it.
- First Reformed – I worked much of my life in ministries making this an almost too real view of the struggles of life and systems.
- Crazy Rich Asians – Fresh, fun, warm and engaging for a great date night with Connie.
- BlacKKKlansman – Perfect Spike Lee story telling with an unforgettable punch that should be shown to every high school student in America.
- RBG – Wow, long may she live lead and serve!
- Three Identical Strangers –Complex and compelling with more questions than answers.
- Christopher Robin – “Say What You See,” has become our new favorite game while riding in the car with our Granddaughter, Kairi.
- The Rider – Bloody, dusty, raw, true, human and transcendent.
- Hearts Beat Loud – Great father/daughter coming of age story, but, “Who is coming of age?”
- Juliet Naked – Affirms my hope that life is more about redemption than karma.
MUSIC I have eclectic interests musically but when it comes to
favorites I’m usually found in the Americana, Roots streams with merging of diverse
styles. This fusion can be seen by the concerts Connie and I attended this year.
- Rosanne Cash – It was a dream come true for me to hear her, and her multi-talented husband John Leventhal, at the Mount Baker Theater playing a stripped down acoustic set.
- Bruce Cockburn – We took our sons and daughter-in-laws for a near sacred Schmotzer family memory lane evening.
- Mavis Staples – Mavis, at 79, took us to church, no it was better than church, well maybe it was what I wish church would be.
- Taylor Swift – Shouldn’t all grandparents take their granddaughters to see Taylor at Century Link?
- Lyle Lovett – We have cherished memories of seeing Lyle with family and friends over three decades and this, an anniversary weekend and first trip to Chateau St Michelle, did not disappoint.
- I’m With Her –When Sara Watkins began collaborating with Sarah Jarosz and Aoife O’Donovan as I’m With Her I knew something special was happening and this concert proved it true, very true.
PODCASTS
Over the years I transitioned from being a runner to jogger, to plodder and now a walker and my current work includes a daily
commute. Fortunately podcast have blossomed in the same era.
- Wait, Wait Don’t Tell Me – Amazing cast and quirky trivia combine for my kind of fun!
- Malcom Gladwell Revisionist History – Looking deeper into little known or rarely remembered events and situations that have continuing importance and value.
- Disgraceful – True crime stories from the world of rock and roll.
- NPR Daily Politics – Recapping the politics of the day, if you can take it (if I can take it).
- The Bible for Normal People – An attempt to explore the Bible with new eyes.
- Code Switch – Honest, and at times humorous, examination of race and identity.
- 30 for 30 – Proof that sports is about people and stories more than points and competition.
- The Axe Files – Conversations that humanize politicians and politics.
Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Reflections on the life and passing of Eugene Peterson
The passing of Eugene Peterson has hit me hard. Our connections were minimal in the scope of life and mostly long ago, but his influence, his soul and spirit touch, lasts.
I read A Long Obedience in the early 80's. The book stirred something deep within as I was awakening to life beyond the fundamentalism of my youth. I reached out via his publisher and he answered. A handwritten letter came my way and I was further smitten. More letters and phone calls led to arranging for him to be a summer speaker at the Christian conference center where I worked and lived.
He and Jan, his wife, arrived on a Sunday afternoon in August of 1983. He was driving a motorhome and wearing some sort of jumpsuit (something between garage mechanic and Air Force pilot). The look was quite a change from the only image I had of him in a black and white headshot wearing a clerical collar.
I spent the week in something of a fan fog. Conversations, his teaching, running, laughing at meals, and being with him.
Early in the week, Eugene confessed that he had made the mistake of making the conference commitment while forgetting the timing of he and Jan’s 25th Anniversary. It was happening that week. I think Wednesday was the day. He referenced it in a talk in a way that was more self-deprecating than sympathy seeking.
On the day of the Anniversary we had a cake from a local bakery at the conference dinner and recognized them as best we could. Being a twenty-something Conference staffer I thought (now I think foolishly) they needed something more to mark and celebrate their day.
So, after the evening session, I arranged for a kidnapping. With the help of some summer staff members, we pulled Eugene and Jan away from the crowd and were off in two camp cars. I was in the first car, maybe a Ford Pinto (?), with the Peterson’s and a second car followed. We wandered town for a time as darkness set in. Eventually, we arrived at a restaurant that overlooked the city and the bay. We had made some arrangements with the management and all seemed to come together well.
I told Jan and Eugene that we were leaving them. I gave them directions back to the conference center, car keys and a credit card. I was soon out the door.
The next day Eugene was gracious and we transitioned the keys and the credit card. The only specifics I remember from the conversation was Eugene saying he hoped that the credit card owner didn’t mind paying for alcohol. An indication he understood our setting too well.
I have wondered if our antics were a fun addition to their truncated celebration or an annoying nuisance. I guess I’ll have to let it rest as a part of the mystique of Eugene Peterson.
We had occasional connections over the following years. The intensity of knowing him diminished as others helped me along my way. But Eugene Peterson was the just right connection at a time of life need and his influence has permeated in ways I may never realize. For me he was a living example of grace and wisdom. Something we all need and long for. Something to treasure and something to miss, deeply miss.
Thursday, May 31, 2018
a deep dark well
I long for Van Gogh’s eyes.
To see dusky shadows and
ever-changing light;
drifting, bleeding, bouncing,
bursting, breathing, dancing.
Until I remember his despair,
his unending pain. How it burdened
and, eventually, buried him.
How he wrote these words
to Theo, his brother,
“I am so angry with myself because I cannot do
what I should like to do…, (it feels) as if
one were lying bound hand and foot
at the bottom of a deep dark well,
utterly helpless."
To see dusky shadows and
ever-changing light;
drifting, bleeding, bouncing,
bursting, breathing, dancing.
Until I remember his despair,
his unending pain. How it burdened
and, eventually, buried him.
How he wrote these words
to Theo, his brother,
“I am so angry with myself because I cannot do
what I should like to do…, (it feels) as if
one were lying bound hand and foot
at the bottom of a deep dark well,
utterly helpless."
Sunday, April 22, 2018
long enough
I’ve lived long enough
to remember long ago
finding myself left with
flashes and fragments,
whispers and scraps
that spar for dominance
while being shaped and shared
to become the story, my story
in the way I choose
at the time I choose
with those I choose
until I can choose,
no more
Monday, April 2, 2018
How I plan to spend Spring Break
Read a couple of books that will alter my life arc
Write the great American novel
Make connections to restore long fractured relationships
Lose weight
Spend soul feeding time with family and friends
Take long walks
Wash and wax my car
Maintain my weight
Binge watch mindless TV
Get my hair cut
Not give up on the Mariners
Not gain any weight
Alternate ending:
Remember to take my daily meds
Sleep without an alarm
Finish the damn taxes
Not gain too much weight
Alternate ending:
Remember to take my daily meds
Sleep without an alarm
Finish the damn taxes
Not gain too much weight
Monday, February 26, 2018
Lenten Reflections for 2018
Following is my contribution to From Ashes to Glory, St. Paul's 2018 Lenten Devotional:
February 20, 2018
AM Psalm 45; PM Psalm 47, 48
Genesis 37:12-24; 1 Corinthians 1:20-31; Mark 1:14-28
February 20, 2018
AM Psalm 45; PM Psalm 47, 48
Genesis 37:12-24; 1 Corinthians 1:20-31; Mark 1:14-28
Where is the one who is wise? Where is the Scribe?
Where is the debater of this age?
Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world?
For since, in the wisdom of God, the world did not know God
through wisdom. God decided, through the foolishness of our proclamation,
to save those who believe.
- 1 Corinthians 1:20-21
Information is available, it’s easy, and can be overloading and stressful. The Technology Revolution has brought us to the Information Age; played out in Smart Phones. In a nanosecond we can Google the answer most questions or curiosities. We no longer wait for the evening news or morning paper.
No matter how much information we have we still need something more. That more is wisdom. Wisdom goes deeper. We can “learn” information but we must “earn” wisdom. Wisdom grows through struggles, listening, time, perseverance and well, life. Information can make us feel smart, but wisdom is more.
Living within a church community provides numerous opportunities to grow in wisdom. Some of those are:
- ·Realizing that we are not God. Proper perspective and humility are a great place to start.
- ·Space and opportunities for listening and learning where even questions and doubt are valued and encouraged.
- ·Serving others. When we serve we clarify and live out our values.
- ·Being with others. Relating, listening and laughing all encourage growth.
- ·Traditions and rhythms. Helping find the balance of life that goes beyond urgencies and reaches to depths of soul and substance.
- ·A breadth of ages. Mixing across generations provides opportunities to understand life from broader perspectives.
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