If you wish to fly, seek wings.
If you wish to arrive, seek the path.
If you wish to rest, seek a chair.
If you wish to grow, seek God.
Because to seek is to live.
..
Edwin Markham
Outwitted by Edwin Markham
He drew a circle that shut me out -
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout,
But Love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle and took him in!
jueves, 29 de septiembre de 2016
lunes, 26 de septiembre de 2016
viernes, 23 de septiembre de 2016
Wrecking the church
A few
months ago, while visiting churches in Indiana, I visited a congregation
outside Indianapolis and heard their story.
This is the
story of a church that has decided to hire a wrecking company. What for? To tear down their beautiful,
historic building.
This
congregation has a church building that is an icon in a town on the corner of
Church Street and an important alternate route into the city. The building, completed before the 1850s, has priceless stain glass windows, an imposing
bell tower, and organ that was completely refurbished just a few years
ago. The church has a large parsonage on
the same property. Like so many other
churches around the country, the congregation was getting older and smaller in
size, so they began to talk about what they should do. After many long and painful discussions, they
decided that they did not want to continue spending all of their money on
maintaining and fixing the building, which had asbestos in it, and began
studying areas of town where there were new families and opportunities for
growth. They purchased 5 acres of land
near several new subdivisions, built a general purpose hall with all the latest
energy efficient conveniences, and set up a community garden program.
Eventually they decided to no longer heat or
cool the old building and began holding all services and activities at the new
site. Families that had not been related
to the church signed up to share space in the garden and the community began to
identify the building as a place where different social and service
organizations could meet. The old
building was boarded up and the congregation decided to sell the property along
with the parsonage and use the money to continue developing the new site. The congregation agreed that they would keep
the windows, the bell and the organ to be placed in their new church when it
was built.
A major
pharmacy chain made on offer of 5 million dollars for the property. The night before the deal was to be signed,
the city council had an emergency meeting.
They proclaimed the church as a historical site and stopped the
sale. The pharmacy would not be able to
tear down the church and the deal fell apart.
A member of the church who was a retired lawyer worked very hard and
managed to have the historical site designation revoked, and the congregation
once again began to work on a deal to sell the boarded up church that they were
no longer using.
Now they
were able to work out the sale to another company but only for 1 million
dollars. Again the city moved to stop
the sale. The company backed out, and as
time has gone by, no other business wants to get involved in a deal where they
will be marked at the "bad guys" who tore down the town´s iconic
church.
The
congregation has decided to sell the windows, the bell, the organ and whatever
else they can to hire a wrecking company.
They want to be responsible to the people of the town, those who are
church goers and those who are not, for tearing
down their own building. They want to be
able to say, as Avery and Marsh wrote in their song, We are the church, "The
church is not a building, the church is not a steeple, the church is not a
resting place, the church is the people."
Elena
Huegel
September
2016
jueves, 22 de septiembre de 2016
Draw a line
Draw a line
in the sand.
Mark your
side, your land
separate
from mine.
Boundaries
are curious things:
protection
from hurt,
the power
to say "no",
or
"yes" when hope
is hidden
from home.
Sept. 2016
miércoles, 21 de septiembre de 2016
Maya Exhibit
Maya Exhibit
Buried
civilization
hills
hiding homes
and temples
and squares and
overtaxed
resources.
Drought: no
food, no water, no crafts.
They walked
away slowly
into the
jungle and
disappeared
forever.
Modern we
call civilization
with no
concern for nature.
Just
resources to be exploited,
will our
fate follow
the same
route?
With no
jungle to walk away into
how will we
disappear?
Forever.
1 of July,
2016
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