Friday, May 27, 2016

Why Bible study is important for liberal Quakers (and for me)


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Many liberal Quakers don't like the Bible or see much value in studying it. Friends Journal recently published a scathing condemnation of the Bible by a member of our Meeting named Peter, who argued that the Bible is not suitable reading for children:
 I have been dismissive of the Bible in the past for any age group. I saw no value in stories that I never for a moment believed came from the mouth of God or thought should be taken literally. They’re absurd; they contradict themselves; they are from a different time and culture and offer practices that are obsolescent.
Of course, many in meeting would agree with me but still believe in the truth of the Bible. I’m not arguing with them; there is wisdom embedded in these stories. I see that now. Whatever one may learn from the Bible, however, takes a level of maturity and experience that our children—by very definition of being children—are incapable of understanding. They are not equipped to deal with symbolism and nuance. The Bible is not a blunt instrument, though it seems the majority of people who accept it on face value use it as one.
My own experience with the Bible has been very different from Peter's. For many years, I helped my wife Kathleen Ross, a Methodist pastor, teach Bible stories to kids in a way that emphasized values like love, peace, and justice. We didn't use a sledgehammer to teach the Bible, nor did we demand that kids take it literally. We tried to show by our example that God is love, and the Bible is God's love letter to humanity.

As I taught these mostly unchurched kids, I was keenly aware that most of them had been brainwashed by video games and a culture that glorifies the myth of redemptive violence, as shown in countless Hollywood films. Our capitalist culture has also taught them that greed and competitiveness are good. What Kathleen and I taught using the Bible was counter-cultural. 

Stories are the primary way that kids (and many adults) learn moral values. Developmentally, children are for the most part not not capable of abstract reasoning. That's why Hollywood plays such an important role in shaping the minds and hearts of children. And that's why myths were so important to the Greeks, and to indigenous peoples, and are still studied today as a source of wisdom.

Unlike these myths, however, Bible stories are a living sacred tradition that has an enormous influence on how people think and behave today. Nearly one third of the world's people (2.2 billion people) are professed Christians who see the Bible as a sacred text. Most see it as authoritative, as the "Word of God," an essential guide when making moral choices. There are over 1.6 billion Muslims in the world for whom the Bible narratives about Moses, Abraham and Jesus are sacred texts (albeit told in a revised form in the Quran). There are also 14 million Jews in the world for whom the Torah is a source of their identity and moral values, whether or not they believe in God.  For this, if for no other reason, the stories of the Bible need to be taken seriously. 

For early Quakers, as for most Protestants, the Bible was essential reading. It is virtually impossible to understand early Quaker writings without knowing the Bible since the Bible is quoted constantly.

I agree with Peter that the Bible has sometimes been used as a blunt instrument, both figuratively and literally. In fact, George Fox
was once beaten up with a heavy, brass-bound Bible for preaching a message that his listeners didn't like. I believe it is important to know Scriptures so we can speak to those who interpret it in ways that are violent and hurtful. That's why I wrote "A Quaker Perspective on the Qur'an and the Bible" which was published in Quaker Theology (see http://quakertheology.org/issue14-manousos-01.htm). I wanted to show how these Scriptures can be read from a Quaker perspective. But I also wanted to show that certain passages in Scripture have been used to justify violence. If we want to work for peace and justice, we need to explore and understand how the Bible has been used for both good and bad purposes, to bless war and violence, and also to oppose it. 


I believe that liberal Quakers can benefit from learning how to read and appreciate the Bibleas as a source of authentic wisdom. That's why I attend Bible studies at FGC and Yearly Meeting and have started Bible studies in my home meeting. My life has been enriched by wise teachers of the Bible like Steve Matchett, Max Carter, Doug Gwyn, Paul Buckley, Stephen Angell, and others. 

Sometimes Bible studies can have unexpected consequences. Many years ago I started a Bible study at Santa Monica Meeting, where most Friends had opinions about the bible similar to Peter's. I faithfully convened a small group, sometimes only two or three Friends, each month and sometimes felt discouraged. Why are so few attending? Am I making any difference? A Friend who had never read the Bible before became intrigued by what she was learning in our little class. She started attending bible studies at Yearly Meeting with Steve Matchett. Now she is leading Bible studies, using the "Friendly bible study" approach. Sometimes seeds that are planted in good soil bear amazing fruit!

Jill and I started a Bible study at Orange Grove Meeting around the beginning of this year. There are only a few faithful attendees, but our discussions has been lively and deep. Burt Newton, Mennonite peace activist and author of the "The Subversive Wisdom of John's Gospel," joined us for one of our sessions and shared with us his radical understanding of the Gospel of Matthew. Maxine Kaufman-Lacusta, a Jewish Quaker who has written Refusing to be Enemies, a book about nonviolent resistance in Israel/Palestine, recently joined us for a discussion about Abraham and his two children, Isaac and Ishmael. This story has been interpreted as a rationale for enmity between Jews and Arabs, but we looked at it from a different perspective that emphasized God's love for all God's children. Our Bible study is small, but mighty. I feel confident that it will bear some very good fruit!

I am glad that we are exploring the Bible in a Quakerly way. There are no "experts" telling us what to think or believe. No one has to believe literally in what the Bible says. We just have to be respectful of each other's views and listen for what Spirit is teaching us. Everyone has a chance to share. We are convinced there is "that of God" in each of us.

As we deepen our understanding of the Bible, of God, and of each other, I am confident that we will grow spiritually and become better Quakers. We will be able to dialogue with our fellow Quakers who are Evangelical Christians in a way that's respectful and friendly.  As we grow towards the Light, we will come to see the truth of what Paul says in his second letter to Timothy:

"All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful to teach us what is true and to make us realize what is wrong in our lives. It corrects us when we are wrong and teaches us to do what is right." (2 Timothy 3:16).
There is of course much more that could be said about the Bible. For example, for most Christians, the Bible is more than just a source of ethical and moral teachings, it is also the story of God's redemptive role in history and in personal lives. But to do justice to that understanding of the Bible would require another blog entry....To be continued....

Postscript:

For those curious about the 7 most Quaker Bible verses, check out this "Quakerspeak" video:

http://quakerspeak.com/the-top-7-most-quaker-bible-verses/


Tuesday, May 24, 2016

"Growing Edge" and Brothers on a Journey


For the past two years I have been part of a men's group at All Saints Episcopal Church called "Brothers on a Journey." It has been a life-changing and life-giving experience to be part of a group of men committed to being honest and vulnerable about our feelings and our struggles. This is a mission statement we recently adopted (and which I helped to craft) describing our group and its mission:



All are welcome to Brothers on the Journey, wherever you are on your life's path. We meet every Monday at All Saints Church from 7:00-9:00 pm. During the first hour, each man shares for a certain number of minutes about his personal life. During the second hour, one man shares about whatever theme we have agreed upon, such as Relationships, Career, Spirituality, Sexuality, or Fathers. We are not a therapy group, though therapists often participate, nor do we give unsolicited advice. We listen, ask each other questions and encourage each other to be honest and vulnerable about our experiences. We take turns facilitating our meetings so men can learn this skill. Our goals are:
  • To create a safe, confidential  and caring environment for personal and spiritual growth, and for self-discovery
  • To give each other the gift of compassionate listening and mutual trust
  • To help each other to explore our lives at whatever level we want
  • To deepen our relationship with each other as “brothers on a journey.
Our recent topic for our second-hour sharing time was our "growing edge." Not exactly sure what this really means, even after several men have shared on this topic, I decided to google “Growing Edge” and see what came up.  I was very intrigued by what Mark Gilbert had to say in a blog called “Conscious Bridge”  He cites a book called Social Change 2.0 by David Gershon in which the author outlines a model of instituting positive and potentially long-lasting social change on the planet using uses nature as a metaphor, Gershon writes: 

“If something is alive it is always growing.  There is always the next shoot, bud or growing edge.  A tree is a good example, if you look at the shoots on a branch that are just coming into existence.  This is where the tree is most vital.  It is where the trees life force is the strongest.  It is where there is the greatest degree of aliveness.  These growing edges have several distinct properties.  They are fragile and vulnerable, without any bark protecting them against the elements.  They are soft and have the green color of new life.  They are unique to that branch of the tree.  While all trees share the same process of growth, each branch looks different depending on the unique circumstances and stage of its growth.  There is no right growing edge for a tree.  There certainly is no way to say, one growing edge is better than another or one branch should be like another branch.  The only meaningful criterion is the quality of the trees aliveness.  If a tree is fully alive it is always growing and has many growing edges.  If there are no new growing edges coming into existence than the tree is atrophying and moving toward death.”

As a gardener, I know this is true, whether of trees or of transplants. Whenever I transplant something, there is always a period of uncertainty. How will this transplant respond to this new environment? Will it grow, or will it die? Sometimes a transplant goes into immediate shock and needs a lot of care, a lot of watering. But other times a transplant seems to do nothing, like the banana tree my wife and I planted a month ago. For over a month there was no sign of growth or change. It seemed to be neither growing nor dying. We gave it lots of water, but it didn’t seem to be responding.
But then today I was surprised and delighted to see that our banana tree had unfolded its first leaf, seemingly overnight.  My heart leaped for joy. Our banana tree is alive and growing! And I know it will have a bright future. It is seeking the light, and it is also deeply rooted in wet, richly fertilized soil.
I am looking at my “growing edge.” Where do I feel most alive right now? Where am I growing? Where am I sending down roots and what is nurturing those roots? Where am I seeking the light?  And also where am I most vulnerable?
Sometimes growth occurs because of death or dying. A tree that falls in the woods becomes a “nurse log,” a source of nutrients for other plants and trees.
That is also true for me. Seven years ago, on this day, my wife Kathleen passed away of cancer. We had twenty years of a beautiful and peaceful marriage. We were soul mates, even though we came from very different backgrounds. She was born in Orange County, a shy, gifted woman who became  a Methodist pastor. She came from a privileged family with roots in Missouri going back to the American Revolution. I am a Quaker from an immigrant family with very little formal education—the son of a Scot and a Greek who became a college professor, the first in my family to go to college. Different though we were, we loved each other deeply and saw “that of God” in each other. We helped us other to grow by giving each other lots and lots of love and affirmation.
My growing edge since Kathleen’s death has been to get in touch with my brokenness. Her death broke open my heart and it has never completely healed. I still grieve. I still mourn her loss. And yet I am grateful for what I have learned from this loss. Her death has helped me to become more human, more alive, just as the death of Jesus enabled his disciples to become more Christ-like, more in touch with their Inward Teacher, the Holy Spirit. Losing Kathleen has given me an opportunity to grow in new ways. After her death, I assumed a pastoral role in my Meeting. People who had problems or had suffered losses sought me out because they need I could empathize. I became a better listener. Several years ago I decided to work towards becoming a spiritual director. This was something that Kathleen wanted to become just before she passed. I felt led to continue the work that she never had a chance to finish.
What does it mean to be a spiritual director? It means to listen from the heart to another human being and to help them connect with what is most alive for them. This is what my spiritual director does for me, and what I would like to do that for others. I am not there yet, but this is one of my growing edges.
My second growing edge has been my marriage to Jill, which has been both an amazing gift and a challenge. I proposed to her only three weeks after meeting her, and she had never been married before, so learning how to be a couple has been a growing edge for both of us. We’ve been through couples therapy, we’ve read books on marriage, and we are still a work in progress. We love each other deeply and are committed to doing whatever it takes to have a good marriage. Last week we went to our first Alanon meeting because my wife is the daughter of alcoholic parents and we have an alcoholic living in our home. We also made a commitment to take part in a ten-week marriage enrichment program at Lake Avenue Church. We are being paired up with a mentoring couple who are going to help us get through this curriculum. I feel good that we are taking steps to work on our marriage. Both of us feel our marriage is something very special, something sacred and worth nurturing.
Another growing edge has been to be transplanted to Pasadena. When I married Jill five years ago, I left Santa Monica Meeting and a community on the West Side that I loved and that had nurtured me during very trying periods of my life. I grieved the loss of that community almost as much as I grieved for the loss of my wife Kathleen. And I still feel a sense of loss.
But I also see that being in Orange Grove Meeting in Pasadena is an opportunity for me to grow spiritually and emotionally. Adjusting to this meeting has been very hard, but I see signs of growth and life both in myself and in the Meeting. I am excited that we have a thriving peace committee where I feel appreciated and supported,and where we do good work. Jill and I have started a fledgling bible study which is bringing new awareness about Scripture to our Meeting. This past weekend I helped to host the Board of Western Friend (the magazine I edited for eleven years) at our Meeting. I was deeply impressed by how Orange Grove Friends responded with friendliness and kindness, and how our Meeting had what seemed to me a “growth spurt.” Sunday’s meeting for worship felt more centered than it has been for a long time.
The past five years have been a period of incredible growth for me, both outwardly and inwardly. I have written or edited three books. I completed the Brinton book that I had been working on for over a decade, and edited a new book called "Tranformative Quakers." I was involved in second editions of "Quakers and the Interfaith Movement" and my novel "Relics of America."I also helped Jill edit a new edition of her book and publish a Spanish version of "Making Housing Happen." Through Jill I also I have gotten involved with a whole new world—the world of Evangelical Christians—and also the world of Pasadena politics. 
Thanks to Jill I have learned a whole new theology—the theology of place, and what it means to be a “good neighbor” and love your neighborhood. The home where Jill and I live has become an important part of my growing edge. For most of my life I was a transient. Even when I was married to Kathleen, we had to move every five or six years because the Methodist church likes to move their pastors around. We lived in Torrance, Whittier, and finally Santa Monica. I never felt a deep attachment to a place. My commitment was to my spiritual community and to my spiritual/political work. Now I feel that I am married not only to Jill but to the city of Pasadena. Thanks to Jill, I know the city officials and politics in a way that I have never known them before. I feel more deeply rooted to the land and my environmentalism has become more heart-centered and passionate. Pasadena is my home, and I love this community, and all the people and creatures living in it, including the trees and the animals. 
Underneath this outer work there has been a lot of inner work. As I mentioned before, I enrolled in the Stillpoint Spiritual Direction program and spent one Saturday a month with a group of people committed to spiritual growth for three years. We read books on spirituality, practiced and honed our listening skills, and shared our deepest yearnings and feelings with each other. This was something I had never done before in an intentional way. It has changed my life in profound ways, helping me to be more in tune with my feelings and with the Spirit. 
 This men’s group has also been very part of my personal growth. Growing up, I was not into sports. I preferred books and art. I never had a chance to bond with men in a meaningful way. So being part of this group has really opened me up to a new dimension of my life and helped me to understand better what it means to be a man, how men are unique, and what we as men have in common.
I have also cultivated spiritual friendships with men whom I meet with on a regular basis, usually once a month, to have lunch or go for a walk in the mountains. We talk about our spiritual and personal lives. This has been a great blessing and a growing edge for me.
During the q and a after I shared this reflection, I received a lot of affirmation and also a good question: What is the most vital growing edge for you right now? I responded that my biggest challenge is finding time to do the things that nourish my soul, like writing, music, art, gardening, enjoying nature, times of prayer. I am often so caught up in busy-ness and hyperactivism I don't have time to "be still and know that I am God" (Psalm 46). I need time to know and enjoy the Divine in all God's beautiful manifestations.  I need to give myself permission to slow down and find the balance between the active and contemplative life. This is where I feel most alive, where the growth happens.Each day I recite these words and try to take them to heart:

"God, you will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are fixed on you, for in returning and rest is our salvation, in gentleness and trust is our strength" (Isaiah 26:3).




Monday, May 23, 2016

Seven years since Kathleen Ross "graduated"

Today will be seven years since my wife Kathleen Ross of blessed memory passed away in the City of Hope, after a year-long cancer journey. 

This is not the journey we had planned. In the summer of 2008, we intended to begin a sabbatical year, to spend nine months at Pendle Hill, a Quaker Retreat Center near Philadelphia, where we met as students in 1989. I  planned to write a biography of Howard and Anna Brinton, notable Quaker teachers and writers who helped nurture Pendle Hill as its directors. Kathleen planned to study spiritual direction.

We sold our home, the Bishop assigned a new pastor to Kathleen's congregation in Torrance, and I resigned after 12 years as editor of the Quaker magazine "Friends Bulletin". We packed a POD with all our unneeded belongings and loaded up our camping gear to take a three month journey across the country to visit national and state parks, family and friends, on our way to Pendle Hill.
Our actual journey took a dramatic sharp turn when on the day the sabbatical began, Kathleen underwent a needle biopsy which revealed that she had a  mass in the chest wall caused by lymphoma.
We were homeless when we received this alarming news, and were incredibly grateful when Quaker friends offered us lodging in their homes until we could settle into an apartment in Santa Monica near the Quaker meeting.
For the next ten months we devoted ourselves to healing and to advocating health care reform so that all Americans could have the quality of affordable health care that we enjoyed. We blogged about our cancer journey at caringbridge.org and I hope someday to write about our experiences (I tentatively titled this project "Love Never Dies"). This blog was an outgrowth of the blog we began during this period. 
Today I want to thank God for Kathleen, and also for all those who supported us during this difficult period: my Quaker meeting, our interfaith friends, and our extended family. I am consoled by the words of Scripture that Kathleen wanted me to remember: "I am convinced that neither life nor death, nor powers nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor heights nor depths nor any created thing, can separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus."
I believe these words, I feel them in my bones, and I know them to be true from many challenging experiences, yet Kathleen's death was the most painful moment of my life.  Her death broke open my heart and it has never completely healed. I still grieve. I still mourn her loss. And yet I am grateful for what this loss taught me. Her death has helped me to become more human, more fully alive, just as the death of Jesus enabled his disciples to become more Christ-like, more in touch with their Inward Teacher, the Holy Spirit. 

Losing Kathleen has given me an opportunity to grow in new ways. After her death, I assumed a pastoral role in my Meeting. People who had problems or had suffered losses sought me out because they need I could empathize. I became a better listener. Several years ago I enrolled in the Stillpoint Spiritual Direction program. Becoming a spiritual director was something that Kathleen wanted to become just before she passed. I felt led to continue the work that she never had a chance to finish.
What does it mean to be a spiritual director? It means to listen from the heart to another human being and to help them connect with what is most alive for them. This is what my spiritual director does for me, and what I would like to do that for others. I am not there yet, but this is one of my growing edges.

Two years after Kathleen's death, I met Jill Shook, another wonderful Christian woman who has transformed my life. I feel as if I am re-born, and have been given a second chance at life and love.  I am deeply grateful to God for Jill, and for those who continue to walk with me in my journey of faith.

 A week ago, I had the joy of giving a presentation at Santa Monica Friends Meeting, and my dear friend Stan Searl wrote this "Prayer for Healing." What a blessing it is to have friends as we journey together along life's winding and often rocky road, accompanied by a Guide who loves us beyond measure.

A note on these poems. When Kathleen had her stem cell transplant, it was around the time of my birthday, so I bought her a birthday balloon, since her transplant was a kind of re-birthday (or so we hoped). During my last visit to her, I released this balloon and it soared towards the San Gabriel mountains near the hospital where she was in ICU.

During Kathleen's memorial service I bought another balloon, this one with the words "Congrats on your Graduation." Debbie, a member of our Quaker meeting who is very outspoken, said: "When I saw that balloon, I was puzzled and wondered why Anthony bought it and then I realized, Kathleen has graduated." Indeed Kathleen has graduated--she has earned her advanced degree by learning how to live like a Christian, love like a Christian, and face life-threatening illness and death like a Christian, with grace and love. Now she is reunited with the One who both teaches and embodies perfect love. Rest in joy, dear heart!



Prayer for Healing

Stanford J. Searl, Jr.

“On the day you had your transplant
I brought you a balloon ….”

 (Anthony Manousos, “From Your Window in ICU”).

We visited her in the Kaiser on Cadillac,
singing together and praying for recovery
feeling Methodist hymns rise up.

These hymns sounded out into the hospital room,
a prayer seeping into the Divine
landscape of her heart.

Quakers surrounded her bedside
to sing breathe on us breath of God,
praying for our breathing to be filled by His breath.

In the midst of this dying,
we fell in love again with this minister
who reminded us how it felt

to be hopelessly in thrall with the savior of all
(even with cancerous lungs)


to celebrate the power of Christ within.



From your window in ICU

(for kathleen by anthony)

From your window in ICU
you could see only the dry river bed
but you joyfully imagined
where it led towards the blue mountains
and the rocky paths where you loved to walk
amidst the pale green chaparral

What a celebration it was
when those who were reborn
as stem cell survivors gathered
joyously at the City of Hope
Thousands of them, with their loved ones
caregivers, doctors, nurses--some of them dancing
some simply standing up or sitting down
miraculously, self-consciously alive
with buttons proclaiming their age:
one year, five years, twenty years old.
My button said, “One day….”

On the day you had your transplant
I brought you a balloon
to celebrate our re-birthday
our new life about to begin

And now in my mind I release that balloon
once again
and let it float away
dancing in the air with a kind of wild joy
towards those blue mountains

where you yearned to go



Kathleen celebrating her stem cell "birthday" on April 29
Kathleen with her stem cell balloon


Wellness party in September
At a "Wellness Party" with Friends and family



Kathleen and her family.
Kathleen with her beloved brother Jim, sister-in-law Anne and nephew Edward

Anna Kee and son Brandon Wong with A and K at Palisades Park, Santa Monica.
With Mei Kee, the Chinese "daughter" we informally adopted
when she lived with us in Whittier


Frank Strickland and Anthony
With Frank Strickland of Del Rosa UMC, a church we served and loved.
Frank was a lover of roses as well as of Jesus. I am carrying an urn
with Kathleen's ashes.




Thursday, May 19, 2016

Surmounting the limits of Quakerism: A reflection on the Friends World Committee for Consultation


I am thrilled that the Board of Western Friend will be coming to Orange Grove Meeting this weekend,  even though I am a little overwhelmed by the prospect of coordinating arrangements for them.  Nonetheless, I am glad that I took on this responsibility. I love this magazine.  For eleven years I was its editor when it was still called Friend Bulletin, the name that Anna Brinton bestowed on it in 1929. Editing this magazine was a life-changing experience for me and I hope for many readers. I came to know Friends from the three Western Yearly Meeting--Pacific, North Pacific and Intermountain--from states including Montana, Utah, Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, Oregon, Washington, and Hawaii. I attended over 33 Yearly Meeting sessions (my favorite location was Ghost Ranch in New Mexico) and had the joy of seeking out the most interesting and passionate Friends and convincing them to write articles. I also had the opportunity to edit three timely books: Western Quaker Reader, Compassionate Listening and Other Writings by Gene Hoffman, and EarthLight: Spiritual Wisdom for an Ecological Age.
Western Friend continues to publish relevant books, most recently Eastern Light by Steve Smith, an outstanding Quaker philosophy professor and former clerk of our Yearly Meeting. I am eager to read Steve's book, which is intriguingly described as follows:
This spiritual autobiography integrates perspectives of early Quakers, Zen Buddhists, and contemporary Christian thinkers. Smith draws from these sources as he tells a personal tale of his Quaker childhood, his years of spiritual crisis, and his ultimate return to Quakerism by way of Zen Buddhism. Along the way, Smith explores and explains the Quaker peace testimony and liberal Quaker views of gender, power, education, and care for the natural world."

You can find out more at  https://westernfriend.org/
Today Western Friend is in the capable hands of Mary Klein, a Friend from Palo Alto Meeting who shares my concern for social justice and spirituality. This is the unabridged version of the article that I wrote for the most recent issue of Western Friend:

When I asked Mary Klein if I could write an article about the Friends World Committee on
Consultation, she suggested that I write about it for the issue on “Limits,” with April 1 as the deadline. My initial response was: “Is she kidding?” I was grateful for her offer, but something in me bristles at the word “limits.”
As I reflected and prayed about this topic, however, I realized that some limits are Spirit-led and necessary for our spiritual health and social well-being. Deadlines, for example, are limits that magazines set to stay in business, as I learned when I was editor of this magazine.
At a deeper level, there are divinely inspired or mandated limits, such as the idea of Sabbath. Sabbath sets a limit on our human tendency to workaholism, and also on the tendency of employers to impose limitless work on their employees.
Rabbi Arthur Waskow, a leading interfaith peace and justice activist, explores both the inner and outer dimensions of Sabbath in his compelling book Journeys of Freedom: The Tale of Exodus and Wilderness Across Millennia (2011). He notes that Pharaoh made the Hebrews work seven days a week, well beyond their limits; and when they were finally freed from bondage, God gave this community of newly freed slaves a day off. This day was called Sabbath and was considered holy, part of the very fabric of the universe (even God rested on the seventh day of Creation!). Sabbath also has an inward dimension: it is a day in which we are commanded to refrain from work so we can enjoy our families and commune with God. How liberating, and yet how hard for those of us who can’t say ‘no’ to requests to do good but sometimes overwhelming committee work!
Sabbath also imposed limits on debt and land use. Every seven years there was a Shabbaton, a Sabbath year, in which the land was to rest and debts forgiven. Every seven times seven years, there was an even bigger Sabbath, called Jubilee, in which land was to be re-distributed so that the poor who lost their land would regain it. The ultimate goal of Jubilee, and thus of the Jewish people, was to end poverty. “There should be no poor among you, for the LORD your God will greatly bless you in the land he is giving you as a special possession” (Deuteronomy 15:5). To fulfill this divine mandate, Jesus began his prophetic ministry by saying: “I have come to proclaim good news to the poor…. And the acceptable year of the Lord” (Luke 4:18). Scholars agree that the “acceptable year of the year” meant Jubilee. In other words, Jesus’s mission was to bring about Jubilee—the redistribution of land and wealth—and that’s why his followers sold their property and shared their wealth “so there was no poverty among them” (Act 4:34-35). The Bible also makes it clear that there are limits imposed by God on the accumulation of wealth, with the ultimate goal being social and economic equality. Sounding like a socialist, Paul say, “At the present time your plenty will supply what they need, so that in turn their plenty will supply what you need. The goal is equality” (see 2 Corinthians 8:14).
Limits are also necessary in our personal and lives. Those in the counseling professions call them “boundaries.” To be psychologically healthy, we need to establish limits or boundaries so we feel safe and secure. We also set limits on ourselves when we assume, or discover, our identity. For example, when I became a Quaker, I realized that some behavior was “un-Quakerly” (like sarcasm and violent speech); and I needed to refrain from doing and saying certain things. Moral and ethical codes require setting limits on our behavior.
Some limits stand in the way of our spiritual and psychological growth, however. For example, when we try to define God, or when we exclude people based on our personal prejudices or ideological assumptions, we are setting limits that aren’t divinely sanctioned.
Quakerism began as a movement that tried to dispense as much as possible with man-made limits, such as rituals and dogmas.  Because Quakerism aspired to be a Spirit-led religion, it was hard to define and therefore was suspect to many Christians. Spirit is mysterious, unpredictable, and beyond our control. Unlike rules and “guidelines,” Spirit cannot be defined, it can only be experienced, like a breeze blowing through a room.
As Quakerism evolved, especially in the United States, this lack of clearly defined doctrines began to trouble some Friends. If we don’t have dogmas, required beliefs that define who were are, are we really Christian? What does it mean to be a Christian, or a Quaker? What defines the boundaries of our faith?
Power struggles occurred over who could set the boundaries of Quakerism.  In the 1820s, Quakerism in America split into two opposing groups: the Orthodox and Hicksites. Followers of the charismatic Elias Hicks wanted Spirit and the Inward Light to be the ultimate authority, while Orthodox Friends felt that the Bible and traditional Christian beliefs should be authoritative. Over the next century, Quakerism in America split into multiple groups, each with boundaries based on more or less clearly defined beliefs and practices.
These splits were about setting limits to Quakerism. Some felt that if you didn’t profess certain beliefs, you weren’t a real Quaker. Others felt if you engaged in certain practices, such as hiring a pastor, you weren’t a real Quaker. Defining what it means to be a “real Quaker” led to painful divisions that persist to this day.
At some point, Friends grew weary of this game. They recognized that real differences exist among Friends—different spiritual needs, different understanding of Quaker faith and practice—but we could “still be friends” and we need to work together. In 1917, feeling the urgent need to affirm the Peace Testimony in the midst of a terrible world war, London Yearly Meeting invited Friends from throughout the world and across the various branches of the Religious Society to come together. An All Friends’ Conference took place in August 1920, hosted by London (now Britain) Yearly Meeting. This was the beginning of efforts to heal the divisions among Friends.  In 1937 Rufus Jones help start an organization called Friends World Committee for Consultation to facilitate ongoing dialogue among Friends. This organization has helped many (including myself) to have a deeper and broader understanding of Quakerism.
When I first became a Quaker thirty years ago, I had a pretty clear idea of what Quakerism was, based on my experiences in unprogrammed meetings and reading Howard Brinton’s Friends for 300 Years.  Later, when I came to California and attended Whittier Friends Church, I saw that some Quakers had paid pastors and an order of worship similar to those of other Protestant churches; and my sense of what it meant to be a Quaker broadened. As I studied Quaker history and moved more widely in Quaker circles, I had to readjust my thinking about what “real Quakerism” means.
My leading as a Quaker has been to practice a ministry of reconciliation. In the 1980s I reached out to Russians and after 9/11 I reached out to Muslims. But something was missing in my reconciliation work. I was on friendly terms with those of other faiths, but I had little or no connection with Evangelical Friends. Something felt wrong with this picture!
This need to reach out to Evangelicals led me to become involved with FWCC, and perhaps also to marry my wife Jill, who is an Evangelical Christian. Over the past five years I have attended numerous gatherings sponsored by FWCC, including the World Conference of Friends in Kenya (2012), the Section of the Americas gathering in Mexico City (2015), and the World Plenary in Peru (2016). I have also attended Section meetings in Philadelphia, Indiana and California. Through these gatherings I have come to appreciate the beautiful and sometimes perplexing diversity of Friends. Jill has accompanied me to gatherings in Latin America and has helped me to deepen my friendships with Evangelical Friends.
Experiencing the diversity of Quakers has led me to wrestle with the question: What do Quakers have in common? I have come to accept as a fact that Quakerism arose as a Christian movement, and that Christianity is still an essential part of Quakerism’s DNA. Even in unprogrammed meetings where many are non-theists, humanists, or universalists, our core Quaker practices and beliefs derive from profoundly Christian roots.  World-wide, the vast majority of Quakers are not only Christians, but Evangelicals. But because Quakerism has no required dogmas, there is room for spiritual seekers and practitioners who are non-Christian, or even non-theist. This, too, has a biblical foundation. The Gospel of John affirms that “The Light that shines in everyone was coming into the world…..”  Quakers have interpreted this passage to mean that everyone has access to the Inward Light, whether they call it the light of Christ, the light of the Buddha, or simply the light of conscience. This universal Light shines in us all and can lead us to unity.
Two distinctive Testimonies unite us. First and foremost is the Peace Testimony. This is what brought together the first World Conference of Friends in 1920, and it is still a core part of our Quaker identity world-wide.
The second Testimony that unites us is Sustainability. This is a more recent Testimony, but it is implicit in our Testimonies on simplicity and community, as Doug Gwyn makes clear in his recent book A Sustainable Life: Quaker Faith and Practice in the Renewal of Creation (2014).
During recent FWCC gatherings, Friends have come to unity on minutes relating to the sustainability. During the 2012 Friends World Conference in Kabarak, Kenya, FWCC produced a powerful statement calling for "peace and eco-justice." This statement emerged from a deeply felt sense that Spirit is calling us to recognize the urgency of the climate crisis. "We must change, we must become careful stewards of all life," insists this statement. It evokes biblical language as well as Quaker tradition to remind us "we are called to be patterns and examples of peace and eco-justice, as difficult and decisive as the 18th and 19th century drive to abolish slavery." Powerful as this call is, it lacks specific advice on how Friends can become the change we so urgently need.
Since the 2012 consultation, there has been a growing sense that FWCC needs to offer concrete recommendations on what Friends can do to make a difference. During our 2016 gathering in the Sacred Valley of Peru, the spiritual heart of the Inca civilization, we became aware that local rivers are polluted, insecticides and pesticides are poisoning the farmland, and indigenous people are protesting the mining that is desecrating their sacred mountains.
Feeling deep pain in the midst of a breathtakingly beautiful Andean landscape, we wrote: "Our hearts are crying out for our beloved mother Earth, who is sick and in need of our care."
This pain was felt by the people of Israel when they failed to follow divine mandates, including the Sabbath; they lost their land and wept bitterly over this loss in the “Book of Lamentations.” Paul describes the pain felt by whole creation because it has been held in bondage to “corruption” and is groaning, like a woman in childbirth, “awaiting with eager longing for the revealing of the children of God” (this passage from Roman 8:19 was the theme of our conference). 
Feeling the pain and the eager longing of creation for restoration can lead us to take action to heal the earth. As a starting point, we came up with 27 specific actions that individuals, monthly meetings and yearly meetings can take to foster sustainability. They range from "grow your own food and plant trees" to "support Quakers in politics and international work." Hopefully, we will also support and partner with non-Quakers who are doing important environmental work!
During this World Plenary of Friends, we acknowledged our diversity of worship styles, cultures and theological understanding of Quakerism, seeing them not as limitations, but as opportunities for spiritual growth. We also found unity in the Spirit that brought us together for a purpose greater than any of us could imagine.  I’d like to close this reflection with words from the 2016 Plenary Epistle that sums up the spiritual heart of our work:
“We are one. We are one in the spirit of God which does not wash away or hide our differences, but allows us to celebrate them and enables us to move beyond the spiritual boundaries that may separate us. We are able to do this by coming together in worship where, while its form may be unfamiliar, God was present throughout. Through listening deeply and tenderly to each other and to God we reached a place where we can hear and sense where the words come from even when we may not understand the tongue they are spoken in….”
“In making the choice to come together and be willing to share deeply, pray boldly, and listen lovingly together, we seek to move beyond our differences, see beyond our labels and find ways to connect with each other ….”
In coming together, and following the leadings of the Spirit, I feel we truly became Friends. I hope others will join in FWCC’s ongoing work of reconciliation.

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Wednesday, May 18, 2016

What I love about Quakers: a poem by Stan Searl


This past weekend I gave a presentation about the Quaker World Plenary in Peru at Santa Monica Meeting, which I joined in 1989 when I first arrived in California from Philadelphia. Much water has flowed under many bridges (including some that have burned down!) since my arrival in the golden state twenty six years ago. Over the years I have come to love Santa Monica Meeting, and have felt such love and support from it, that during meeting for worship I was moved to give a message about love, based on 1 Corinthians 13:
Though I speak with the tongues of men, and of angels, but have not love, my words are as sounding brass and crashing cymbals. If I have prophetic powers, and can fathom all mysteries and knowledge, and have faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I gain nothing. If I give all I have to the poor, and sacrifice my body to be burned, but have not love, I am nothing.... Love never fails.... Three things will last forever--faith, hope and love--but the greatest of these is love.
I was led to speak about how important this passage has become for me, and how the core of all authentic religion is love. God is love, and we are made in God's image, so we are created to love and be loved.  I also quoted the beautiful message by Sarah Rose Lightener, a young Friend who used to be in my Quaker youth group and has grown up into a radiant young woman with an authentically Quaker heart: 
"Each of us is lovable, each of us is worthy of love, and each of us is capable of love..."
I was led to share this message because I always feel the powerful presence of love when I come to Santa Monica Meeting--it's truly a love feast for me. To be honest, I have also experienced some challenging moments in this Meeting, such as the time when the USA invaded Iraq and I spoke out passionately against the war and some Friends cheered me on, and others felt I was a "knee-jerk liberal." But that's par for the course if you're a Quaker peace activist. What really matters is the love and support I received when I needed it most. When my wife Kathleen of blessed memory and I went on our cancer journey,  and needed the support of Meeting, Santa Monica Friends immediately offered their homes for us to stay in (since we had just sold our home when we got the diagnosis). Friends also formed a support group, prayed for us, and gave us all the help we requested and needed during this difficult ten-month journey that ended with my wife's death. I should say that Kathleen's physical life ended, but love never ends. I'll say more about this in a subsequent blog entry.

During my talk this Sunday, when I spoke the trip that my current wife Jill and I took to Quaker gathering in Peru and how we are trying to live the Sustainability Testimony, I felt utterly free to share from my heart because I knew I was among Friends who care deeply.The spirit of love inspired me to be light-hearted and passionate and I had a blast. And my words moved my dear friend Stan Searl to write one of his inspired poems.

I've known Stan for over twenty years and he is one of the best Friends I know. A former clerk of Santa Monica Meeting, he is a retired academic and scholar who has the heart of a mystic and poet. Now that he is retired, he has gotten in touch with the prophetic fire that has always been bubbling up in his soul. He has written a couple of volumes of poetry--one called The Lady with Dirty Feet (about his Vermont upbringing, and the other called Quaker Poems; The Heart Opened. He loves to write what are called "occasional poems," poems inspired by some passing incident or event, like a wedding or a funeral, or in this case, a presentation by a visiting Quaker.

I love how this poem captures the green essence of my Greek Quaker soul, the part that experiences the Divine in every part of nature, from the lowly earth worm to the lofty Milky Way, in every blade of grass, and in every living creature, from the poet to the street person.

Thanks, Stan, for letting the spirit move you to write from your beautiful heart and soul!




Dance Piece

Stanford J. Searl, Jr.

“Everyone neath their
vine and fig tree
Shall live in peace
            and unafraid” (found on Anthony Manousos’s blog)

I imagined this Pasadena man underneath an apricot tree’s foliage,
his head and part of the face wrapped around with grape vines,
the tendrils become a vegetative mask.

I watched more leaves and stems
twist around his neck and up to the head
as he beckoned to follow him into the back garden,

walking next to persimmons, oranges, raspberries
to celebrate Pasadena’s mode of eco-friendly plantings
to twist and turn through vegetables

among the raised beds of heirloom tomatoes, zucchini blossoms falling over the path.
He handed over two speckled eggs,
talking and demonstrating

about net-zero renewalable energy approaches
how they used grey water, had installed solar panels,
removed the grass (and got paid for it),

now had energy efficient toilets as well.
In my mind, his skin had started to take on a greenish tinge
probably because of the brittle, thick greenness of California laurel,

now twining around the top of his skull.
I noticed a skip in his steps,
hopping along the back gardens

Pan-like, grinning out of the leaf-mask,
improvising vigorous two-steps underneath the fig trees.


About the author: Stanford J. Searl, Jr. lives in Culver City, California and for twenty-five years taught as a Core Faculty member in a person-centered, interdisciplinary doctoral program for Adult Learners at Union Institute & University. He's married to Rebecca Maris Warren of Whittier, California, and taught as an English Instructor for the Weekend College Program (Instructional Television) in the Los Angeles Community College system.
Raised from birth by his father's parents, S. Clyde and Daisy Godfrey Searl at 100 Main Street, Ludlow, Vermont, Searl graduated from Ludlow's Black River High School in 1961 and has a Ph.D. in English from Syracuse University. He has published two books about Quaker silent worship, including Voices from the Silence and The Meanings of Silence in Quaker Worship. He co-edited a book that presented formerly unpublished essays by the intellectual historian, Perry Miller, entitled The Responsibility of Mind in a Civilization of Machines. He published Quaker Poems: The Heart Opened in 2014.


Still in this day and age, Quakerism remains a frequently misunderstood religion, not for the complexity of its tenets, but for the difficulty of expressing its dimensions and depth in ordinary speech and language. Because the spiritual journey of the Quaker is primarily conducted inwardly through gatherings held in silence, words rarely do the experience justice and leave more questions asked than answered.
But through poetry, longtime practicing Quaker Stanford J. Searl Jr. has found a vehicle to express the inexpressible and bring his inner journey outward to break the silent surface with beautiful, heartfelt words that celebrate the vital undercurrents of his faith.
A collection of fifty poems that vibrantly depict Quaker life, Quaker Poems: The Heart Openedexplores the transformative power of silence and the principles of love, compassion, and peace that are the lifeblood of Quaker spirituality and practice.
With sections devoted to Quaker worship; Quaker history; Quaker activism and outreach; and Quaker values, people, and themes, the collection provides invaluable insight into the aspects of Quakerism that may confound those of other faiths, and it gives Quakers a soulful and accurate account of spirituality to which they can relate.


See also his book of Vermont poems