Recent Thoughts

There were several drafts with quotes or ideas that I want to do more pondering or research on, but I had left to collecting digital dust on this blog.  So I’ve decided to throw them all together in a brief, non-connected post.  Hopefully one of them connects with you, or causes you to do some pondering as well.

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A morning prayer awhile back included the following:

You lift the lowly and humble the proud : to feed us together at Your table.

For me, it is easy to think of one or the other in this, and similar statements. God lifts up the lowly. Humility marks a Christ-follower.  And when we / I get proud and overly independent, that is the most common time to trip. It is hard to learn, to love, to connect when I am prideful.

The beautiful truth spoken here is that the raising up and the humbling, yes, brings us closer to God.  But also it brings us closer to each other. We are brought to a level place at THE table. Sharing a meal, looking in each other’s eyes, existing together.

(Which reminds me of a song by Josh Garrels)


A friend on Twitter retweeted the following from @akiltykramer:
In a seminar for grad students today on surviving grad school, the professor suggested that we should remember that the fellow grad students in our cohort are our competitors. No. Don’t do that. Cultivate friendships, support each other, commiserate w/ and cheer for each other.
How often throughout education are we taught to “be THE best” rather than be our best? For grad school, yes, I understand that your peers will “compete” for jobs that you may want. But, isn’t there space to challenge one another in a healthy way to bring out the best in all?  Maybe it’s just choice of wording, or how these verbs are interpreted.
Taking this back to elementary school, what would it look like to have our young scholars “compete” in a mutually beneficial way? I’m not against grades. I am cautious of the stress placed on state testing.
I think students want to hear “job well done!” And there should be space for that.

I am reading Let Your Life Speak by Parker Palmer.
For the fourth? fifth? time.  Because knowing myself, and the community I’m living in and God and where the passions given to me are leading…. it’s difficult work.  But more on that in another post.
For now, the quote that I’m currently chewing on:
“self care is never a selfish act – it is simply good stewardship of the only gift I have, the gift I was put on earth to offer to others.”
What a novel idea.  I can push myself to keep pouring out.  I can give 100% at work and in friendships. But when I neglect being filled, that will start to drain me.  I offer my best to others only when I am at my best as well.
Here’s to tea time and good music and walks in nature and chats with long-distance friends!

And one more song, because music conveys my emotions better than I do most of the time.

Oh Spirit can you hear my soul’s cry?
I don’t wanna walk alone, I want to believe
‘Cause I am losing hope
As love will speak to me
Can you hear my call? Can I have a sign?
‘Cause I am losing hope
Yeah, on my darkest night
I got a feeling you’re out there