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I've MOVED!
Thanks to all of you who have followed me thus far. I am moving to a better place, however. My new online space (still "Life in the Whirlwind"!!!) is over at my own squarespace page. Please do visit, follow, subscribe, comment, share, etc.
My new squarespace blog: www.lifeinthewhirlwind.com
We cannot lead where we have not gone first.
Dr Diane Langberg
There will always be a cross somewhere in the midst of the Christian solution to evil, the cross of the pain involved in not returning blow for blow; a cross of the natural, human bitterness felt in the experiencing of hatred and returning love in its place, of receiving evil and doing good; a cross reflected in the near impossibility of counting oneself blessed in the midst of persecution, or of hungering and thirsting for justice, or in being merciful and peacemakers in a world which understands neither. Between us and fulfillment, between us and everlasting justice, between us and salvation of the suffering world, there will always stand the paradox of the cross, a cross not for others, but for us.
Vincent J Donavan, "Christianity Rediscovered"
Some amazingly lovely stranger left these under my windshield wiper. I found it after a day of counseling deeply hurting people. Beauty to the rescue.
"There will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears and love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair." ((Mumford & Sons, "After the Storm"))
Bio-divers-onality (huh?)
Right now I'm taking a Psych Assessment class, one small and important step on my journey toward getting my professional counseling license. For the class, we had to conduct a handful of assessments on ourselves. Knowing my professor, one of his primary goals was to teach us what it's like to be in our clients' shoes by experiencing the testing process ourselves. It worked. I got appropriately frustrated by being pigeon-holed. This gamut of pretty narrow results are constructed by a stressfully small number of leading questions. I've never in my life wanted to cheat on a test... until this. So I guess it worked. I felt the stress of the testing-storm as if I were a client being assessed in a clinical environment. And it also further exposed a part of myself that wants to be perceived by others as extra wonderful – a part of myself which I find to be quite ugly.
But when I researched how some of the tests were created and what they really measured, I found something interesting. One of the common denominators among the personality tests was correlated to biodiversity. Some of the test results were related to the measurement of genetic polymorphism and there was some "serotonin transporter gene" language thrown in here and there. I find it endlessly fascinating to think about how genes morph to create further biodiversity. (I am, after all, married to a man who majored in Evolutionary Biology at Harvard! He's now a pastor, just so you know...which really adds icing to the cake that is this blog post.)
But what I love about biodiversity is that it's never just biological. I don't believe any diversity is single-faceted!
I find God to be a very creative Artist. He is so un-boring. I can't believe the amount of diversity that exists in my group of loved ones alone, let alone the entire earth. It's why I'm so intrigued by studies of trauma & resilience around the globe. It's why I love art & music. It's why I love love l o v e people.
It's all just so un-boring.
Cry.
Last week my 6-year-old daughter went back to school. First grade. She loves her school as much as any little girl ever could love a school. But she cries every day at school – even if just for a minute – because she misses us. I appreciate being missed, but it breaks my heart knowing she cries e v e r y d a y at school. She is my tender little soul.
Yesterday, however, was was a new day. She came home from school and the first thing she said to me when she hopped in the door was, "Mommy, I didn't cry today! I had such a super good day that I didn't cry!"
"I am so happy you had such a super good day. And I'm so happy you're home now so we can snuggle."
But then there's more to the story, sort of.
On Saturday my best friend/honorary little sister moved to France (for the time being). Today I walked into the coffee shop where she worked all summer for the first time since she's been gone. And I cried. Just for a minute.
I miss her.
I guess some things stay the same, whether you're 6 or 31.
One of my favorite professors and mentors, Phil Monroe, posted this to his own blog this morning. But it's a topic I've been rolling around in my head since I got here to the AACC conference. (A few of us have been here since Wednesday.) Here are his thoughts. What are yours?
If the weak and needy are being pushed down, there can be no Shalom.
Allen Drew, my wise husband
"When we are looking at each other through the sights of our guns we see only the rightness of our own cause. We think more about how to enlarge our power than to enlarge our thinking."
Miroslav Volf
“Jesus said his followers would be known by their love, not for their placards of protest and angry letters…Angry rhetoric of retaliation may be cathartic, but it’s not Christlike.”
Brian Zahnd, “Radical Forgiveness” (p 172)
Forgiveness is not a feeling. Forgiveness is a choice to end the cycle of revenge and leave justice in the hands of God.
Brian Zahnd, "Radical Forgiveness"
Before you entered college, you knew that 6 million Jews died in Nazi concentration camps. What they never told you is that the first 250,000 people or so who died were all people with disabilities. They practiced their killing exercises on those with disabilities.
Jerry Borton
Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection...We who engage in nonviolent direct action are not the creators of tension. We merely bring to the surface the hidden tension that is already alive.
Dr Martin Luther King, Jr - "Why We Can't Wait"
Accidental Awesomeness
One of my clients was talking about brownies today so I, of course, thought about them for the rest of the day. I came home and started making them immediately. Except when I got to the egg part, there were no eggs! GASP! I googled "egg substitute for brownies" and found some ideas. Apparently if you run 1Tbl (per egg called for) of flax seeds in a coffee grinder until it's a powder, then add 3Tbl (per egg called for) of water into that flax powder, it's egg substitute! Now my kids are eating the world's healthiest brownies. And they have no idea. MWA HA HA HA HAAA!