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The Highest Form of Hope

... not just wishful thinking

 

Slow Day



A couple of weeks ago I had a VERY slow day at work.  Since my time in the resource is a drop in service, no students means nothing to do - no marking, no planning, no nothing.  And one can only review calculus for so long, so.... here is the fruit of my labor on that day.  Who'd have thought that scotch tape could be so interesting - all you have to do is stare at it for two and a half hours.

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Audrey's at peace with the world


I got this quiz from Shannon... the queen of cool personality quizzes.  I was very surprised by its accuracy - especially considering there are only two questions asked!  And I've always liked Audrey Hepburn... well, who doesn't?  Plus her last name is my town so I think that settles it (although it sounds like Audrey and I may be a bit high-maintenance... oh well, I'm sure we'll be fine!).   So here are my results - you should try it too and let me know what 50/60's era icon you are!




Audreys are receptive, good-natured, and supportive. They seek union with others and the world around them.

 

How to Get Along with Me   

  • * If you want me to do something, how you ask is important. I especially don't like expectations or pressure
  • * I like to listen and to be of service, but don't take advantage of this
  • * Listen until I finish speaking, even though I meander a bit
  • * Give me time to finish things and make decisions. It's OK to nudge me gently and non judgmentally
  • * Ask me questions to help me get clear
  • * Tell me when you like how I look. I'm not averse to flattery
  • * Hug me, show physical affection. It opens me up to my feelings
  • * I like a good discussion but not a confrontation
  • * Let me know you like what I've done or said
  • * Laugh with me and share in my enjoyment of life

 

 

What I Like About Being an Audrey
  • * being nonjudgmental and accepting
  • * caring for and being concerned about others
  • * being able to relax and have a good time
  • * knowing that most people enjoy my company; I'm easy to be around
  • * my ability to see many different sides of an issue and to be a good mediator and facilitator
  • * my heightened awareness of sensations, aesthetics, and the here and now
  • * being able to go with the flow and feel one with the universe

 

 

What's Hard About Being an Audrey
  • * being judged and misunderstood for being placid and/or indecisive
  • * being critical of myself for lacking initiative and discipline
  • * being too sensitive to criticism; taking every raised eyebrow and twitch of the mouth personally
  • * being confused about what I really want
  • * caring too much about what others will think of me
  • * not being listened to or taken seriously

 

 

Audreys as Children Often
  • * feel ignored and that their wants, opinions, and feelings are unimportant
  • * tune out a lot, especially when others argue
  • * are "good" children: deny anger or keep it to themselves

 

 

Audreys as Parents
  • * are supportive, kind, and warm
  • * are sometimes overly permissive or nondirective

 

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An unexpected conversation

Since Sasha started riding his bike without training wheels, he has been pushing for more and more independence.  Lately, our newest agreement is letting him bike to the church parking lot, which is three houses down the street, unaccompanied.  There he bikes in circles, practices new tricks (like standing up while he's pedalling), making blackies on the ash-fault, and pretending a variety of racing scenarios.   The last few times this has happened, Paul and I were doing yard work in the front where we could keep an eye on him from a safe distance. Yesterday, I thought we were probably ready to do let him do it on his own while I was in the house.  We went over the rules (don't go anywhere without asking me first, look both ways, come back when I call you etc...).  On the point of coming back home when I call, Sasha had an idea.  

"How about I can take the cell phone with me and you can call me on the phone and I'll come back home?"  said Sasha.

"Well daddy has the cell phone right now," said I.

"You can give me your cell phone," said Sasha.

"I don't have one of my own.  Daddy and I share, " I said, wondering what this new fascination with cell phones is all about.

"You could buy me my own cell phone!" said Sasha, clearly proud of the genius of this idea.   

I was not expecting that.  I was expecting this conversation when he was twelve, and I was planning to say no at that time too.  Where on earth does a five year old get the idea that he needs a cell phone?!!

"But ____ has one!" asserts Sasha.   That answers my question.   

"Tell you what," I say, "when you are older and you get your own job, then you may buy your own cell phone."  Luckily at five, this rationale worked and Sasha began to ask questions about what kind of job he would do when he's older and what grade is considered "older" - which is inevitably grade six  (that's long enough for him to forget I said that!).  We ended the conversation with a comment about how cool the grade six boys were and how they don't wear rubber boots at recess.

I am glad to know that our grade six boys are pretty cool kids, but in case any of you grade six boys are reading this (or maybe your mothers are), you better be on your best behavior around my kid because he thinks the world of you - and you make think about wearing your rubber boots once and a while.    

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Mediator

"Between father and son, husband and wife, the individual and the nation, stands Christ the mediator, whether they are able to recognize him or not.  We cannot establish direct contact outside ourselves except through him, through his word, and through following him...  There is no way from one person to another.  However loving or sympathetic we try to be, however sound our psychology, however frank and open our behavior, we cannot penetrate the incognito of another man, for there are no direct relationships, not even between soul to soul." - The Cost of Discipleship


What does it mean to mediate?  To stand between?  To fill the gap?  

I have of good friend (the greatest of friends more like) who works in human resources for a health region in BC.  She is a consultant, and as part of her job she mediates between the various unions of this health district and management.  Many of these mediations are no doubt heated, filled with politics, hurt feelings, bruised egos and legitimate complaints.  I, as a conflict avoiding mennonite girl, am in complete awe at the scope and difficulty of such work.  As one who stands in the middle, she willingly puts herself - her feelings - in harms way, in order to bridge the gap between.   

When it comes to my own understanding of Christ and his role as mediator, "standing between" has conjured up some interesting, albeit negative, imagery.  I can imagine Jesus protectively standing in between me and a vengeful God, ready to smite me for my sin.  That is what comes to mind, though now at least, a better understanding of the Trinity prevents me from imagining that Jesus and God are at odds with each other.  God is not so divided, but he bridges the distance and the difference between the Three within himself, and he crosses the distance to me. Like my friend in human resources, God puts himself in between so that both sides will know each other and understand each other, so that a relationship can be established.  Without her, the relationship is unruly, the sides too different and too far away.  

Bonhoeffer writes that when one is called by Christ, it is in that moment that one becomes an individual - or at least becomes aware of it.  We become aware of the vast canyons that separate us; that our relations to the world, to people, to even our family members are built on illusions and it is only Christ that makes true relationship possible.  This reminds me very much of David Bentley Hart's writing on difference and distance.  We are "other" than God and "other" as individuals, and it is only through the crossing of this distance - only by the mediation of Christ - that relationship, communication, or love can happen.  To say "God is love", is to say that it is only he who crosses these distances.  Our relationships pass through him, and in doing so they are made new.  

"But the same Mediator who makes us individuals is also the founder of a new fellowship.  He stands in the center between my neighbor and myself.  He divides, but he also unites.  Thus although the direct way to our neighbor is barred, we now find the new and only real way to him - the way which passes through the mediator."

This idea certainly makes a little sense when one takes a look at some of the most challenging passages in the Bible (I'm thinking particularly of the Abraham and Isaac story, and of Jesus' words in Luke 14:26).  Why would God ask me to forsake my family for him?  Why would he ask Abraham to sacrifice his cherished son?  I don't claim to fully understand it, but I think Bonhoeffer is really on to something, and I think that it's also an idea that's mirrored in the narrative of Jesus' life, death, and resurrection...  Abraham's hope was fully upon his son Isaac - the son of promise - everything rested on him.  Isaac carried with him all the hopes and promises for Abraham's future, his descendants, and the future nation of Israel.  When God asked for the sacrifice, he stepped in between; he said, "I gave you this child, and it is only through me that these promises will be fulfilled.  It is only through me that you will truly love him, and he you."  And then he gave back Abraham the child of promise, and in doing so Isaac became even more of a gift of grace - infinitely more special and more full of hope than ever before.  But the burden of hope was not Abraham's responsibility to carry, it was God's.  

In the same way Jesus carried all the hope of his disciples, their hope for freedom from oppression, their hope in the Messiah.  And then he was taken away; their relationship was cut short, there was nothing the disciples could to to bridge that barrier and the story was essentially over.  But then he was given back.  In doing so it was made know that they could not, on their own strength, bring the freedom and salvation they longed for and imagined in only a political form.  But the hope and the promise as so much bigger than they ever could see on their own, until Christ put himself in the middle to mediate.

What Bonhoeffer writes is that this happens for every person who is called to be a disciple.  We are asked to give up everything.  Every relationship is broken - whether we saw it before or not. And when Christ steps in to mediate, my relationships; between me and my neighbor, between me and creation, between me and God; are made real, redeemed, and new.   

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