Author: preacherm3

Train Ride

Watching and listening to babies on the train is fascinating. So is listening to other strangers interact with them. Little Andrew got on the train in Fredericksburg with us. There were only a few seats taken at that point. It was still early. People were kind of sleepy. Now, four hours later, past Philadelphia, with nearly all seats filled, he has won the hearts of all around him. He turned one in January, started walking at nine months, and is now sharing some of his treats with others. He has not been fussy at all. Children can be a connecting point for strangers who might well not trust others as they travel.

I confess that I was a bit irritated at how loud some folks were talking but once they were talking with Andrew my irritation melted away. I really should look at and listen to people with a generous spirit as though they were the precious one, two, three, thirty, fifty year old children that they are for God.

A Long Time in Between

Well, my last post was pre-pandemic. Today it is almost 23 months since we went through the first shut down.

My walking buddy and I made a commitment to keep walking together during the pandemic. We called them Quarantine Hikes and took lots of pictures, thinking that phase would surely be over soon. That was surely accurate thinking–not.

Since this strange time began, like many (all) others, I moved to new ways of interacting. The 2020 cohort of the VA Clergy Leadership Program went to meeting by Zoom. We did manage to have our last session in November, 2020, in person, just before numbers starting surging all over again. No VCLP cohort for 2021. Plans are in place to begin Cohort VI this July (2022). I’m at work on it and keeping my fingers crossed.

In response to the outrage towards the protests that erupted following the murder of George Floyd at the end of May, 2020, I started meeting with some folks over Zoom to read books and discuss what we were learning. Our commitment was to lean in towards our discomfort and hold ourselves accountable. Over the past 20 months we have read a variety of books dealing with racism, LGBTQIA+, opening the way we read scripture, racism again, sexuality again, having difficult conversations, and now talking about how we talk with others we disagree with over climate change. I’m sure I’ve left some of the topics out. The group is made of folks from where I live now in Fredericksburg, VA, and folks from the community of Christ Crossman UMC in Falls Church, VA. I love how my worlds have connected.

As the pandemic took hold, the church I attend, Fredericksburg UMC, became the center for offering food to those in need in the community. My part has been to help pack the boxes that go to those in need. I felt most safe doing that, rather than being part of the team that actually hands the food out. Also, the activity satisfies my quirkiness about organizing stuff.

I also presided over two weddings that needed to happen in different ways than planned–both were outdoors, tiny, and safe.

I have been weaving, reading, listening to books and podcasts, staying connected with friends in a Zoom happy hour group. I have re-connected with a small group I initiated years ago–since we are all on Zoom, I can take part again. A friend and I meet nearly weekly via Zoom to read and discuss books, geeking out on how our minds and hearts are being blown wide open to the amazing Creator/Creation.

I hope to share some short, small reflections on some of what I have been reading and pondering. If anyone cares to read, I will meet you here as one of God’s Weavers.

Reflection on Protocol Information Session

Yesterday, February 12, 2020, I attended an informative session on the Protocol of Grace and Reconciliation, followed by a time of Q and A. The presenters were Tom Berlin, pastor of Floris UMC in Herndon, VA, and Keith Boyette, retired UMC elder in the Virginia Annual Conference and current president of the Wesleyan Covenant Association. Tom and Keith were both members of the mediation team that initiated the Protocol and both have been a part of the team writing the legislation to support the Protocol at General Conference 2020 in May.

I have known both Keith and Tom for many years. I met Keith first through the Emmaus community. He was then, or soon after, in the candidacy process to become a UM elder. I first heard Tom during a workshop at the Ministers’ Convocation in the ‘90s. I actually came to know Tom through my time as a fellow pastor on the Arlington district. I have respected both of them while not always being in full agreement at every moment, much like my relationship with most of my colleagues.

While I don’t claim to know every detail of the Protocol and the subsequent legislation, I am fairly well informed as I care deeply about the United Methodist Church. For full disclosure, I am one of many who sat on the fence of LGBTQIA+ “issues” for many years. As one of the early women elders, I felt my presence already rocked the boat for many people. I chose not to add to the rocking. I never preached a sermon on the motherhood of God; I simply avoided male language for God and humans wherever possible, and really only used it when I baptized someone. I also did not want to rock my marriage too much as I discovered my husband was far less progressive than I first thought.

Back to yesterday’s session. Keith and Tom walked us through how the mediation team came about and the details of the protocol and it’s legislation. There were many questions from the Clergy present about various nuts and bolts aspects, such as pension security, timelines, etc. I knew that most of these have been dealt with clearly in writing but I realized they came from the anxiety persons have been feeling so I bided with my own form of anxiety as Keith and Tom answered knowledgeably and kindly, but also having to admit that there is no way to know how the General Conference will deal with the Protocol.

They were both clear that, as Keith said, this agreement is a razor thin line that brings together a wide variety of perspectives. Any deviance from this meticulously mediated protocol is liable to end the hard won cooperation. Currently, seven advocacy groups have issued a statement in support of the Protocol: The Confessing Movement within The United Methodist Church, Good News, Mainstream UMC, Reconciling Ministries Network, Uniting Methodists, UMC Next, Wesleyan Covenant Association. Obviously there are others who have not endorsed this protocol. These are mostly groups who are of more extreme views.

When I had an opportunity to raise a question, I asked to move beyond the nuts and bolts for the moment and have towards a time, when, with the presumption that the Protocol is passed, we end up in different Methodist denominations. How do they each envision their particular branch living in that reality? Both Keith, speaking about a new “traditionalist” Methodist denomination, and Tom, speaking about a post-separation UMC, emphasized the ability to direct focus and energy to discipleship, taking the Gospel into the midst of people’s lives, having a leaner, more nimble infrastructure of commissions (Keith’s word) and agencies. There was much we could all resonate with in both descriptions, and the passion was clear in each of them.

As I reflected on what I heard, I realized that while there was much in common, at least one major difference was clear. Keith spoke about his new denomination having a “cohesion of belief” (a direct quote) and a clear singular covenant out of which to operate, as opposed to now living in a denomination where there are many who do not cohere completely but who cannot be “excommunicated” (again a direct quote in answer to an earlier question as to why it is the traditionalists who are leaving to begin a new denomination), thus diffusing the focus and energy by the need to address or fight this lack of cohesion.

Tom, on the other hand, spoke of a UMC that is still a “big tent” (quote) where persons can coexist with a variety of perspectives, including centrist, progressive, and traditional; where each can be challenged, and supported, as they worship, fellowship, and grow together. This would be a church where no pastor would be required to marry couples outside of their own conviction, but all pastors would be free to marry couples according to their convictions. This would be a church where the Executive (Clergy) Session of the Annual Conference would vote to receive and ordain (or not) persons recommended by the Board of Ministry of that Annual Conference.

While I have been one who thought we should remain together, and get along despite our differences (I am a 9 on the Enneagram, after all), I have come to recognize that we are spending our time, energy, focus, and money on what appears to be a never-ending battle. I have come to the conclusion that for the time being we may better apart than together. As Tom said, there are people who will be reached by a more progressive form of the Methodist movement that neither a traditionalist or centrist one can reach; and there are people who can be reached by a more traditionalist expression than can be reached by centrists or progressives; and there are those who will be able to be reached by a big tent expression of Methodism. The point is using our time, energy, focus, and money reaching them rather than fighting each other.

I heard a number of people, including at least two who have a less progressive view than I, express their deep pain and anguish at the breaking apart of a family of Methodists. I heard my own grief and pain echoed in their words. I also believe in a God who is at not only the beginning of creation, who is also in the midst of the ongoing life of the world, and who will be with us when we are all drawn once more together in the singularity of love. “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well” (Julian of Norwich). Thanks be to God.


I am currently reading or listening to two books: A New Ancient Harmony by J Philip Newell, and Who Do We Choose to Be? by Margaret Wheatley. In both, I am reminded that connection is at the very base of how the universe works.

Photo Credit: “Image from page 230 of “Sketches in duneland” (1918)”, © 1918 Internet Archive Book Images, Flickr | PD | via Wylio

As I sit watching through my north-facing window in the last thirty minutes, I have seen the trees stand perfectly still and I have seen them flail their branches. Every so often the glass rattles with such force that I wonder if it will break. All of this is in reaction to the heavy and gusting winds of this March 2 nor’easter.

This leads me to think about my own reactivity not only to gusting winds that blow through my life, but also in smaller ways. Last week, I especially found myself sucked into just such a vortex whenever I read or heard of the attempts to belittle and undermine the survivors from the Parkland school shooting. The problem in that last sentence lies here: “found myself sucked into.”
I do not have to be a mere pawn acting or reacting at the whim of others seeking to provoke an anxious response. Yes, I will be buffeted by winds and events. I will find myself rocked. The difference is in how I react or respond. I can pause and reflect on what has occurred, then choosing how I will respond. With enough practice, even in moments where a faster response is needed, I will hopefully choose a reply or action that resounds with my guiding principle. When I fail, which will most assuredly happen, I can acknowledge that, apologize, and make amends.

Several years ago, in a good amount of emotional and relational duress, I finally succumbed to advice I had received from a number of sources. Being stubborn, I resisted what I knew would be good for me. Finally, I had had enough wallowing in my self-pity and I began working with a family systems coach, specifically one well-versed in Bowen Family Systems Theory, and engaging in a purposeful study of BFST.

This engagement has been life-changing for me in many ways. Ask me when you have time and I will probably gladly expand and expound upon those many ways. Here and now, I want to comment on only one. We all need guiding principles in our lives and we all generally have them though often they are buried so deep we might not even be aware of how much they guide our choices and actions. Through much deeper cogitation and reflection on my life, I came to realize that my most basic guiding principle is I choose love.

This is the bone-deep bedrock confession of who I am. This does not mean I have always acted in a loving way. This means that I know I have a choice in how I act. Again, I say, I am not a mere pawn. I have agency. The agency I choose is the path of love—care and concern for the other as I have known and experienced what I believe is the self-giving care and concern of the One who is at the source of all that is.

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