Probably not too many people would name the slug as their favorite creature, particularly me. But since moving to western Washington 14 years ago, I have become better acquainted with the gooey gastropods. When I go for my morning walk, I have to spend more time looking down than I'd prefer, in order to avoid stepping on one of them. And I've noticed something interesting about them. When they cross the road, they frequently get run over by a car. However, if they're only partially smashed, the portion that remains intact seems to be able to grow a new end and survive. I frequently see an obviously truncated slug creeping slimily along.
I tried to find out more about this on the internet. Although there seem to be a lot of articles about this in professional journals, which I am not able to access, I did find a few sites which mention that several invertebrates, such as slugs, salamanders, and starfish are able to regenerate lost parts. Apparently researchers hope to someday utilize information gained from these creatures to help humans to regenerate lost parts.
If there's a lesson to be drawn from this, I guess it would be that when our lives seem to be smashed, we can learn to build a new life on the ruins of the old one.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
What Woke Me Up
Growing up in the safe, secure, enveloping womb of a loving, Seventh-day Adventist Church community, I was taught church beliefs and traditions from childhood. I attended Sabbath School each week and denominational elementary and secondary schools, and on into college. I married a minister. I was never challenged to question my beliefs, but was taught how to answer those who might do so.
It was some 19 years ago that I was suddenly forced to begin examining and evaluating everything I had been brought up to believe. The event that shocked me into doing so was the discovery that our youngest son is gay. This was particularly distressing and painful because, at the time, we were working at our church's world headquarters where my husband was the world Sabbath School director. The sense of shame, failure and fear was daunting.
The one thing I knew, which forced me to think outside the box I had not realized I inhabited, was that my gay son was a gentle, talented, loving and very spiritual person. All the previously unrecognized prejudices and misconceptions had to be confronted. Not only have I spent the last 19 years studying and searching for answers about homosexuality, but I have allowed myself to look at other questions and doubts stuffed into the recesses of my subconscious.
This has, at times, been a difficult and frightening process, but I can also say that my mind has awakened! It is so much better to know what I really believe and why, than to simply accept what others have told me. Ellen White, who helped found our church back in the mid-1800s, wrote that "we should be thinkers, not mere reflectors of other men's thoughts." (inclusive language was still in the future then!)
Most important to me, although I no longer uncritically agree with everything my church may stand for, I have learned that Christian fellowship need not depend on absolute uniformity of thought. In many ways, the church is like marriage - a place where we learn to get along with people who are different!
It was some 19 years ago that I was suddenly forced to begin examining and evaluating everything I had been brought up to believe. The event that shocked me into doing so was the discovery that our youngest son is gay. This was particularly distressing and painful because, at the time, we were working at our church's world headquarters where my husband was the world Sabbath School director. The sense of shame, failure and fear was daunting.
The one thing I knew, which forced me to think outside the box I had not realized I inhabited, was that my gay son was a gentle, talented, loving and very spiritual person. All the previously unrecognized prejudices and misconceptions had to be confronted. Not only have I spent the last 19 years studying and searching for answers about homosexuality, but I have allowed myself to look at other questions and doubts stuffed into the recesses of my subconscious.
This has, at times, been a difficult and frightening process, but I can also say that my mind has awakened! It is so much better to know what I really believe and why, than to simply accept what others have told me. Ellen White, who helped found our church back in the mid-1800s, wrote that "we should be thinkers, not mere reflectors of other men's thoughts." (inclusive language was still in the future then!)
Most important to me, although I no longer uncritically agree with everything my church may stand for, I have learned that Christian fellowship need not depend on absolute uniformity of thought. In many ways, the church is like marriage - a place where we learn to get along with people who are different!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
You Know You're From Western Washington If. . .
Maybe someone else has written one of these, but here is my version:
- You expect the TV meteorologist to know at least 25 different ways to predict rain.
- You know what “sun-breaks” are.
- You seldom use an umbrella when it’s raining.
- You celebrate a festival called “Bumbershoot.”
- You find blue skies a pleasant surprise.
- You know what “Rainier is ‘out’ today” means.
- You head for the mountains or the water on the weekend, whether it’s raining or not.
- Your first outdoor chore in the spring is killing the moss in your lawn.
- You know nice weather can’t be counted on until after the 4th of July.
- You know local sweet corn is available by September.
- You expect trees to be green in the winter.
- You know where the “Eastside” is.
- Your expectation of “the big one” is renewed every time California has a big quake.
- You keep a supply of “books on tape” in your car for those lo-o-o-ng commutes.
- You look at the ground when you're out for a walk so you won't step on a slug.
- You keep a ferry schedule in your car pocket.
- You either used to, currently do, or hope to someday own a boat.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Chronologically Gifted
No one really wants to get old; but no one really wants to die, either, so growing old seems to be the preferred option. Having passed my 71st birthday a few months ago, I can no longer convince myself that I'm not old, so I'm looking for the bright side of maturity, or as one of our friends puts it, being chronologically gifted.
One big benefit is no longer feeling pressured by what other people think about me. I've accepted that I am who I am, and there's no point trying to be someone else. Feeling comfortable in my own skin is good. Honoring how God created me instead of wishing I were someone else is good.
Another reward of multiplied decades of life is the wisdom that comes from experience: being able to see the bigger picture, sorting out what's really important in the long run, learning to compromise and forgive, learning humility, learning to let go.
At least for me, retirement has been one of the great bonuses at the far side of life. It has given me more time for the things I really enjoy: reading and learning more about our world and about God, writing, quilting, researching my ancestors, getting to know my grandchildren, and renewing old friendships.
Oh yes, there are the wrinkles, the aches and pains, the time spent at medical and dental appointments, and the slowing of synapses, but if I focus on the blessings, I can almost forget those other problems. Getting old certainly beats the alternative!
One big benefit is no longer feeling pressured by what other people think about me. I've accepted that I am who I am, and there's no point trying to be someone else. Feeling comfortable in my own skin is good. Honoring how God created me instead of wishing I were someone else is good.
Another reward of multiplied decades of life is the wisdom that comes from experience: being able to see the bigger picture, sorting out what's really important in the long run, learning to compromise and forgive, learning humility, learning to let go.
At least for me, retirement has been one of the great bonuses at the far side of life. It has given me more time for the things I really enjoy: reading and learning more about our world and about God, writing, quilting, researching my ancestors, getting to know my grandchildren, and renewing old friendships.
Oh yes, there are the wrinkles, the aches and pains, the time spent at medical and dental appointments, and the slowing of synapses, but if I focus on the blessings, I can almost forget those other problems. Getting old certainly beats the alternative!
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Some Thoughts About Prayer
Last week’s Sabbath School lesson was about Job. In our discussion group at church yesterday we talked about prayer and why God apparently answers some prayers and not others. That’s something I’ve wrestled with a lot. Here are some of my thoughts:
If God answered our every prayer for help, how would that affect our motives for serving him? Would it make us “rice Christians”? As in the story about Job, would Satan accuse us of serving God because of what he does for us? Would we be like the heathen who offer sacrifices to their gods in order to secure their favor and protection? There’s a fine line here. God does sustain our world and provide for our needs, and of course we ought to be thankful to him for his blessings. But does he intervene in the natural world of cause and effect?
When a person misses their flight and the plane crashes on take-off, killing everyone, did God save the life of that one person, while not protecting all those on the flight? How do we understand why some babies are born with terrible handicaps, while others are normal and healthy? Are these just the random consequences of living on a fallen, sin-damaged earth? Is it possible that God does occasionally intervene for some deeper reason that we may not understand?
Some requests certainly are much simpler for God to grant than others. “Lord, help me find my keys” can be answered as God impresses us to look in a certain place. But “Lord, please help my son find faith in you again” may take many years and interwoven circumstances to accomplish.
In my own life, God has answered prayers that I never prayed, while seemingly ignoring one that I’ve been praying for years. You see, for much of my life I’ve struggled with a food dependency problem, and I’ve pray with many tears for victory over this. I’m still struggling, but in the meantime, God has used certain life circumstances to help me learn how to forgive and to overcome my judgmentalism – two problems I wasn’t really aware I had! So why am I still struggling with the food addiction? Maybe because I’m focusing on it too much? Or maybe because God saw the other two areas were more important?
A lot of people wonder why God allows pain and sorrow, if he has the power to prevent it. This is the answer I have been taught: There is a real force of evil in our world. The Bible says that force is embodied in Satan. God created us with the power of choice – free will – because he wanted our love, and we could not choose to love him without freedom. The first humans chose to listen to Satan’s deception and our world came under his dominion. Satan is the author of pain and sorrow. God has let him try his way of governing our world, but when evil has fully shown its results God will destroy Satan and bring about his kingdom of love and peace. In the meantime, God is with us in our suffering and brings something good out of it, helping us learn important lessons.
For the most part, that answer satisfies me, but it does seem like the fruits of evil should be fully evident by now. Isn’t it time for God to bring an end to suffering?
If God answered our every prayer for help, how would that affect our motives for serving him? Would it make us “rice Christians”? As in the story about Job, would Satan accuse us of serving God because of what he does for us? Would we be like the heathen who offer sacrifices to their gods in order to secure their favor and protection? There’s a fine line here. God does sustain our world and provide for our needs, and of course we ought to be thankful to him for his blessings. But does he intervene in the natural world of cause and effect?
When a person misses their flight and the plane crashes on take-off, killing everyone, did God save the life of that one person, while not protecting all those on the flight? How do we understand why some babies are born with terrible handicaps, while others are normal and healthy? Are these just the random consequences of living on a fallen, sin-damaged earth? Is it possible that God does occasionally intervene for some deeper reason that we may not understand?
Some requests certainly are much simpler for God to grant than others. “Lord, help me find my keys” can be answered as God impresses us to look in a certain place. But “Lord, please help my son find faith in you again” may take many years and interwoven circumstances to accomplish.
In my own life, God has answered prayers that I never prayed, while seemingly ignoring one that I’ve been praying for years. You see, for much of my life I’ve struggled with a food dependency problem, and I’ve pray with many tears for victory over this. I’m still struggling, but in the meantime, God has used certain life circumstances to help me learn how to forgive and to overcome my judgmentalism – two problems I wasn’t really aware I had! So why am I still struggling with the food addiction? Maybe because I’m focusing on it too much? Or maybe because God saw the other two areas were more important?
A lot of people wonder why God allows pain and sorrow, if he has the power to prevent it. This is the answer I have been taught: There is a real force of evil in our world. The Bible says that force is embodied in Satan. God created us with the power of choice – free will – because he wanted our love, and we could not choose to love him without freedom. The first humans chose to listen to Satan’s deception and our world came under his dominion. Satan is the author of pain and sorrow. God has let him try his way of governing our world, but when evil has fully shown its results God will destroy Satan and bring about his kingdom of love and peace. In the meantime, God is with us in our suffering and brings something good out of it, helping us learn important lessons.
For the most part, that answer satisfies me, but it does seem like the fruits of evil should be fully evident by now. Isn’t it time for God to bring an end to suffering?
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