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We Found Our Way, On The Way

Two weekends ago, 40 women from FN went on a silent prayer retreat. Ines McBryde, director of Women’s Ministries, shares her reflections on their time together below. (You can also read another account here from Alison Chino).

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We stood in a circle on Saturday afternoon, about 40 us, before the Communion Table and I noticed that the table beautifully summarized the beginning and end of our retreat time together:

At one end of the table was a broken, red heart made out of metal. 
The night before we had immersed ourselves into Luke 24 and joined the saddened, downcast disciples on the road to Emmaus. The journey started marked with loss and grief. Hope deferred. Wounds. Pain. Regrets. Confusion. Emptiness. Clenched fists. We all came with the same cry of our hearts “search me Lord”.

Then after the broken heart was a small trail of rocks and candles in the shape of hearts,
These symbolizing how the hearts of the disciples were burning when Jesus spoke words to them on the road. This path of rocks and candles reminded me of the journey we began Saturday morning. We woke up in silence, got ready, had a delicious breakfast without speaking to anyone, and then took off by ourselves for hours. We were on our own solitary path of silence, listening to the words of Jesus. Some sat by the lake, some under the gazebos or benches, some brought lawn chairs, some entered the peaceful prayer garden (more like a forest with trails!). During our silent journey we followed a prayer guide that started with the Cleansing Room, then the Abiding and Comfort Room, Identity Room, and finally, the Thanksgiving Room. We allowed the Spirit to speak. Some even chose their own path as the Spirit led them.

The path of rocks and burning candles led up to the Bread & Juice of Thanksgiving at the other end of the Communion Table.
Like the disciples on the road to Emmaus, we looked back at our hardships, situations, wounds, pain, loss, hopes, questions, doubts, and realized that Jesus had been there all along, we just hadn’t seen Him. The grief sometimes is too much to bear. But as we stopped, stood still and listened to His voice for about 5hrs, we couldn’t help but notice that He was present. He illumined our minds and our hearts. It was in the breaking of bread and thanksgiving time that He was most recognized as being with those disciples. Yet, He had been there all along. The journey that had started with loss and grief had ended in praise & thanksgiving. By the time we broke the silence at noon, we had bumped head on with the Grace of the Resurrection, Redemption, and Communion. All of which we already possessed, just hadn’t remembered, because we are forgetful daughters sometimes.

The sharing time after lunch & breaking the silence is one of my favorite parts of the Silent Prayer Retreat. The intimate things that were shared cannot even be uttered because they were so deep. Some women wrote poems. Some said even the trees, rocks, and clouds spoke to them. All read Scripture. We did some sacred journaling. But all women listened. Spent time with the Master. Slowed down our hearts.

We finished praying around the Communion table. One-word prayers. Love those. We just spoke one word that God had burned deep in our hearts, out loud, as well as writing the word on one of the rocks on the table. We left joyful and changed back to our community.

I’d like to end with this joyful invitation taken from a Mennonite Songbook that we read before taking communion:

This is the Welcome Table of our Redeemer, and you are invited
Make no excuses, saying you cannot attend; simply come,
for around this table you will find your family
Come not because you have to, but because you need to.
Come not to prove you are saved,but to seek the courage to follow wherever Christ leads.
Come not to speak but to listen, not to hear what’s expected, but to be open to the ways the Spirit moves among you.
So be joyful, not somber, for this is the feast of the reign of God,
where the broken are molded into a Beloved Community,
and where the celebration over evil’s defeat has already begun.


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perichoresis

Last Sunday, we used a video of a dance piece at the end of the service – a visual illustration of the relationship within the Trinity. I thought it might be interesting for some of you to know a little of the back story on that piece.

As we came up to that sermon, we were looking for ways to illustrate the idea of perichoresis. Perichoresis is the word that theologians have used for centuries to describe the relationships of mutual indwelling, knowing, giving that are experienced within the Trinity. This way of relating has sometimes been called ‘the divine dance.’ So we wanted to include a dance if possible. It’s always our preference to do pieces like that live (as opposed to a video of a stage performance) but for various reasons it looked like that wasn’t going to be able to happen on that particular Sunday.

In the middle of all that, Donna came across a video on YouTube. We ended up getting in touch with the choreographer, Eddie Oroyan, to see if he had a higher quality version that we could show in church, and if so, how much he would charge us to use it. He responded very quickly, letting us know how special the piece was to him, and giving us permission to use his work without charge. He made the version we used on Sunday available to us to download that same day. Because of time constraints, we didn’t use the entire piece on Sunday, but basically showed the 2nd of 3 sections. The entire video is below:

Over the course of the week, Eddie and I emailed back and forth several times, and he shared some background (This will make far more sense if you’ve watched the whole thing). I had asked why he named the piece “Melisma” and what had inspired him to create it.

A melisma is a string of notes sung to one syllable, like in the song, “Gloria”. I liked that it was a term for another art form, but also got at the idea of three in one. It’s hard to call one note by itself a song, but three notes or chords and you’ve got possibilities! A lot of old hymns have melismas in them, as well. The flow of the word felt right for the piece, too.

My friend [who inspired the piece] was a spiritual advisor I had back in college that told me about the concept and said, in fact, “You should make a dance. It would work well. I can’t imagine it, but I bet you can.” I usually don’t don’t take requests, but the idea stuck with me for several years until I decided to give it a try. After studying a ton on perichoresis and on the Trinity I felt really stumped as to how to physicalize something so abstract, to give the idea some justice. I started thinking about what I know that I could spin off of and the obvious presented itself. I used the model of a family: father, mother, and son. Now the dancers are all wearing suits and and there’s an androgynous feel to the person I have representing the mother/Holy Spirit, but her movement is naturally softer and, if you noticed, is the last one to move(out toward the audience). The father/Father does most of the lifting and has a sense of leading the family, but I tried to show how each member was always revealing/glorifying/submitting to the others. The Son is eventually separated(for the first time in eternity) in a fashion, and the passage I kept thinking of when making this section was the Garden of Gethsemane and when Jesus cries out, “My God, why have you forsaken me?”

When the Son expires (which is partially hidden by an audience member’s head), the Holy Spirit is sent. In a timeline, that would be the beginning of Acts.

Anyway, that’s a bit of what went on in my head when I made the work. Of course, if you saw something different, you are not wrong. I am a strong believer in the importance of the active viewer. I love when people see or are attached to different things than I meant them to be. Often, I find a different take is a parallel understanding of my intentions.

I still get shivers at two parts almost every time I watch it. One is near the end of the first “section” and the woman trips. That wasn’t choreographed, but the other guy didn’t hesitate for a second to help her up. I feel like that conveyed something that was key in the example God wanted us to recognize in the Trinity that I couldn’t have choreographed. I love it! Also, at the very end when the Holy Spirit “descends.” The woman dancer does is just right, timing and intention. I know God was dancing with us!

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Eddie Oroyan is a working artist and graciously allowed us to use his work at no charge. In his words: “As an artist, it’s always nice if people who are affected by it want to donate money to my artistry. So if anyone wants to donate a few bucks that’d be great.If you’d like to donate, just email Sarabeth Jones.

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Inside out and upside down …

Only 39 days till vbX!  Here’s what Berit Kimrey has to say about it …

“Show me your ways, O Lord, teach me your paths; guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long.” Psalm 25:4-5

Have I mentioned LATELY how much i love vbs? I mean, really REALLY love it? Love the anticipation of the kids and the leaders alike. Love the planning, strategizing, begging, pleading. Love the setup and tear down. Loved watching my oldest son attend his first “big vbs” and love knowing that this year, it’s my younger son’s turn. Love even the stress and worry because God always brings it all together….

What’s so great about vbs anyway? Maybe it’s the food. Maybe it’s the silliness. Maybe it’s the slime. Yes, all of those are important – but there’s something even better. And it’s a secret … well, really, its two secrets:

IT’S ALL ABOUT THE KIDS.

“Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.” – Proverbs 22:5-7

AND

IT’S ALL ABOUT THE VOLUNTEERS.

Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not people, because you know that the Lord will reward each one for whatever good they do, whether they are slave or free. – Ephesians 6: 7-8

Is anything more precious than watching a child recall the story from the day before? Watching these kids – all of them – combine in grade units to out scream one another? Watching the sea of hands sing and praise – likening it to a rock concert? And as awesome as the kids are, the adults who willingly choose to work and shepherd them through – they’re amazing. It’s amazing to see unity through these groups – whether it’s marching like soldiers, wearing the same bandana, or just holding hands and leading the timid from place to place. I see God every single day, multiple times in the faces of our volunteers.

But I digress…THIS YEAR vbX is gonna be EVEN COOLER! MORE FUN! (didja catch that? vbX – vacation bible EXPERIENCE!)

How?

First HOW – it’s only 3 days plus a kick-off PARTY. And who doesn’t like to party? Who doesn’t like bounce houses?

More HOWS: this year’s theme is cool – don’t believe me? Click here for the music. The stories are awesome. The drama is funny. The stations are more fun (free time, slime zone, game shows and more).

vbX: It’s all about outreach, love, service. It’s all about skits, music, lessons, games, food, fun, and worship. It’s all about learning new motions to catchy tunes, learning lessons from the Bible (it’s all true). The worship songs are already starting to sink into my head—and I know I’ll hear them lifted by sweet voices, voices dancing to glorify HIM.

Now here’s the thing – will you join us? Join us to make it not just your average, run-of-the-mill VBS but vacation bible EXPERIENCE? Contact Jennifer Holsted or Melany Shelton. You KNOW YOU WANT TO: Stop by the table in the lobby this Sunday – come join the EXPERIENCE!

“It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.” – Frederick Douglass

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