Sunday, October 25, 2009

Time to Kick Back/ Happy Halloween!


     It's late October and it's getting to be that time of year again.  Profs suddenly have an almost unhealthy interest in you.  What's your essay about?  What sources are you consulting?  Do you have your ANNOTATED BIBLIOGRAPHY done yet?!?
     I don't need to be reminded that my essays won't write themselves -- but sometimes it's necessary to get away from the books for something completely different.  I've arranged to volunteer at Lower Fort Garry (a national historic site north of the city) for their Halloween Ghost Tours event.  Creepy characters in the historic buildings, an autopsy going on in the visitor reception centre, phrenology in the Governor’s house.  You get the picture.  Contrast is necessary in student life.
     And so this past Sunday, I invited some people to come and check it out...

     Creepy...




I hope you're having a great Halloween weekend! 

Friday, October 16, 2009

International Student Chapel and "Taste the World" Event

     Today I made time to go to the International Student Chapel, which is an annual event put on by the International Student Committee.  CMU students from around the world were asked to describe their experiences of God in different countries.  Elisa from El Salvador was one of those students.  I thought I'd share her comments with you.


Please close your eyes and let me take you to the beautiful country of El Salvador.
Imagine being enclosed in a courtyard --
   surrounded by a garden, with lush exotic plants...
                                             and open air.
Above you see big dark clouds rolling in the distance...
They fill the sky -- the world begins to darken.
A flash of wind whips through the courtyard 
                               but only for a second.
Then the earth becomes completely still.
In the distance -- you hear thunder.
The sky above is black.
Quarter size rain drops pour from the sky
            Free falling to the ground.
Within seconds your senses are overwhelmed by warm rain.
Salvadoran children with hearts of sunshine run outside to dance
thrilled to celebrate this moment.
A second later sweet Salvadoran music plays.
Your senses are overwhelmed by God's glorious creation and beauty.  
Everyone is dancing in adoration.
It's astonishing to be alive. 

 
After the chapel, we were all treated to a sampling of food from locations all around the world.




     There was quite an array!
     This was a friendly reminder that not everyone comes from the same background and experiences as me.  People have differing perspectives and tastes.  Part of what university is supposed to do is teach you to have an open mind and welcome new ideas.  Sometimes this can be very hard.  Take, for example, different conceptions of God.  I want to be comfortable with that tension between speaking my mind while being respectful of others.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Thoughts on Gratitude


     I’m really happy
Thanksgiving is here.  It’s good to head home and see old friends and family again.  Our first snowfall here was on Friday (I love the first snowfall!)  The past few days have been really relaxing.
     This past Sunday, a friend of mine was speaking at church on gratitude.  Gratitude, she said, was a feeling or emotion of thankfulness.  Expectation is crucial to feeling thankful.  So your feeling of thankfulness is directly related to how high or low your expectations are.  As a Canadian, I have a roof over my head, I eat well, and my life has a certain stability about it.  I can have high expectations and take all of that for granted, chasing after what I don't have, or I can cultivate thankfulness in my life by realizing what I do have.
     In one of my classes I'm reading a book called Life on the Vine by Philip D. Kenneson.  It describes gratitude as something that you cannot work towards.  You cannot work on being thankful.  Rather it is a letting go of responsibility and striving that allows you to rest and be thankful, and only God can help you do that.   
     Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Mennonite Writing


     I walk down Portage to the University of Winnipeg not knowing quite what to expect from this event.  I’m in the middle of reading Rudy Wiebe’s book Peace Shall Destroy Many (which I’d heavily recommend) my first exposure to the work of a real “Mennonite” fiction writer.  I met a few big-name Mennonite writers yesterday at an evening of readings: Rudy Wiebe, Patrick Friesen, Sarah Klassen, and David Bergen.  These authors tuned me into some “Mennonite issues”.



     The most interesting part for me is the panel and roundtable discussion on “The Future of Mennonite Writing.”  Many of these writers were shunned to varying extents by their families and friends due to their brutally truthful, offensive material about Mennonite life.  Several of them make a point of saying how they have left the church, and sometimes their faith altogether.  I’m getting that writing yourself out of your community is part of what it means to be a Mennonite writer.
     The discussion centers on the connection between pain and suffering and good writing.  Rudy Wiebe poses the question of how Mennonite writing could have a future in a time when Mennonites in North America are quite well-off and aren’t subjected to the same anguish as to in the past.  I immediately wonder why we assume we have to be suffering in order to express ourselves.  I appreciate a later comment, which gives the assurance that we will find enough suffering simply in living life and in that we could “be encouraged” and not lament the temporary absence of it!



     A prominent Mennonite businessman then got up to make the obviously volatile suggestion that perhaps the next generation of Mennonite writing should branch out and start focusing on a Mennonite perspective of the world in general. What he's suggesting is that instead of making a career out of writing about what has been hurtful and inane about small town Mennonite life, we need to “live into” and embrace new topics, writing from the strengths of the Mennonite community, realizing its flaws but affirming all that is good about it.
     This comment draws a stark reply from Patrick Friesen, who asserts that writers should never be told what they should write about, that writing should arise organically, and so on.  It’s rather sad that Friesen knocked the discussion down before it had started, because a very valid point was made: how long will there be an audience for Mennonites complaining about the oppression of their upbringing!  We need to “live into” our churches and our communities, inviting others in and “sharing the love”.  Perhaps too much of our energy has been spent lamenting the past in what could be considered our own selfish way.