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Intentional and Insightful Fellowship

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In the light of the racially charged events of the past year, some members of Blooming Glen (PA) Mennonite Church studied Jemar Tisby’s book, How to Fight Racism: Courageous Christianity and the Journey Toward Racial Justice.  One of the ways Tisby suggests fighting racism is to visit with and learn from people of color.

Our book study group contacted Katie Gard, Development Director at Oxford Circle Christian Development Association (OCCDA), and asked if a group of us from Blooming Glen could listen and learn from our brothers and sisters of color, share a meal, and worship together. We wanted to embark on a learning trip. 

Members of Oxford Circle and Blooming Glen Mennonite Churches gather to talk and listen about race and prejudice on June 13, 2021. Photo provided by Mike Ford.

On June 13, twenty-one of us from Blooming Glen traveled to Oxford Circle (Philadelphia, PA) Mennonite Church. We spent hours listening, learning, and eating a delicious Colombian meal together. We engaged in intentional conversation to build understanding and gain a new perspective on the difficult topic of racism. We ended our visit by worshiping with the Oxford Circle congregation at their evening service.

Our experience was rich with opportunities to listen, learn, and grow and gave us lots to consider, such as …

  • Would you change your name to make your neighbors feel comfortable? You are a US citizen in the US, but your name is unfamiliar to the people around you. Would you change your name to one that sounds familiar to your environment? A person that we met at Oxford Circle changed their name for our comfort. How important is your name to your identity?
  • One Oxford Circle participant explained that as a child, they learned that there are three reasons why a white person would come into their community – to recruit kids to sell drugs, to use girls for sex, or to buy drugs. How distrustful and fearful of white people one might feel if those were your experiences? What messages or experiences inform our ideas about race? How can we help each other to put aside our fears?
  • If shots were fired in your neighborhood, would you call the police? If yes, how long would it take your local police to respond? For a person living near Oxford Circle, the police did not arrive until the next day. Is that your experience with the police?
  • If you were attacked and stabbed, how likely would it be that the police would interrogate your children? The police questioned a participant’s children, without an adult present, while they waited to be picked up from school and accused them of being part of the attack.  Further, the media misrepresented the facts about the attack. After this terrifying event, the victim reached out to offer forgiveness and reconciliation to the perpetrator’s family. Could you?

We learned how our brothers and sisters are following the way of Christ amidst persecution, prejudice, and violence.

Desiring to learn more about overcoming racism, 21 members from Blooming Glen Mennonite Church traveled to meet with members of Oxford Circle Mennonite Church in Philadelphia, PA. Photo provided by Mike Ford.

Together we courageously discussed the difficult topic of racism. Can Mosaic churches be beacons of Christ’s love amidst all of the division within us and around us? How can we take steps towards one another to build understanding and unity?

One Oxford Circle member shared, “I want you to love my color people as you love your neighbors, as you love yourself. If we loved each other as God asks us to do, we wouldn’t be having the issues we have in this world. Recognize and educate yourself. Spend quality time being part of the solution, and finally, PRAY.”

We are blessed with diversity in Mosaic Conference. Let us seek ways to build on the blessing of our diversity as we witness together.

Sleeping Uphill in Shame

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Like many children of my era, I not only shared a bedroom with my older brother, but we slept in the same bed.  The promised bunk beds, similar to the promise of chunky peanut butter, never materialized.  In our bed, there was a clear, imaginary line down the middle which, if crossed, was fair game for a brotherly punch.    

One particular night, we were doing a bit more than our usual messing around. I do not recall the exact details, but there was a loud snap that echoed through our room. We had broken the bed slat at the top of the bed. Living in a small ranch home, we were pretty sure Dad heard the commotion and would soon be appearing in our room.   

So, we did what many young men would do … as dad opened the door, our angelic faces rested on our pillows as if we had been sleeping for some time. Dad calmly asked if everything was ok and we quietly said yes. Dad closed the door.  

After Dad left, we quickly realized sleep was not going to happen. The problem was our bed was tilted with our heads low and our feet high.  As the younger brother, I was instructed to go tell Dad we needed some help. A few bricks solved our problem until the broken slat could be replaced.    

Randy Heacock (right) with his brother, Brad (left), with whom he shared a childhood bedroom, and their mother (center). Photo provided by Randy Heacock.

This is just one of many experiences in which my Dad’s calm demeanor, in the face of my foolishness, has shaped me. Fortunately, as a result, I find it easy to ask for help.  I treasure this as a true gift because I hear from many how hard it is to ask for help, admit need, or worse yet, name personal failure.  

Sometimes shame arises from the inability to admit our needs, desires, or failures. I have heard stories while serving at Doylestown Mennonite Church of the creativity, energy, and anxiety people expended to hide their family television from the bishop at one point in their lives.  A friend recently told me of a grandparent’s wedding ring that has been hidden in the family since 1922.    

I wonder how these experiences have shaped us to keep secrets and to bury our shame. There are layers of shame – as individuals, families, faith communities, and in our institutions. Our larger societal emphasis on public image only adds to this struggle. Often help is within reach, but we remain silent and even proclaim everything is just fine. Ironically, often our struggle is obvious to others … just like my dad knew we needed help with our bed but didn’t offer to help until we asked for it. 

I am reminded of the hymn, “The Love of God.”  One way to experience the great love described in the hymn is to name one’s needs before God. Sometimes we need to risk our fear of shame when we insist all is fine, while actually trying to sleep uphill on a broken bed. What transformations might happen in our lives, families, churches, and institutions if we begin to trust God with our needs, weaknesses, and failures? 

As you rest your head tonight on your pillow, when God asks is everything okay, how will you respond?   

Love Experiments and Give Us Our Daily Bread

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English translation by Andres Castillo

In this article we review some publications that were made on the Mosaic news page in the same spirit that has inspired our Spanish section, which is to build bridges between church members in the Mosaic Conference. 

LOVE EXPERIMENTS

Eloise Meneses wrote a review of the book recently published by Emily Ralph Servant entitled Experiments in Love. It’s a wonderfully evocative book, according to this review. Emily is an Anabaptist writer for the Anabaptist church in the second decade of the 21st century. She is a prophet of self-examination and transformation based on the need to “to reshape (perhaps remodel, or deconstruct) the theological stories told by church leaders, towards an emphasis on God’s own vulnerability and willingness to risk for us”.

In her book she makes a call to reevaluate the role of the church with the “outside world” and with people different from us; that role is also a relationship. The book is mostly aimed at traditional Anabaptist communities, but Hispanic communities may also process Emily’s words in their own ways. The book is written in English, and so the translation of this review is a source of theological and spiritual growth for our Hispanic communities

GIVE US OUR DAILY BREAD

I will write it as I originally thought: “if a life of faith is not also an aesthetic-artistic experience, then it is poorly focused.” That’s why Brooke Martin’s account on May 27 is deeply inspiring and rich. He has not so much written a metaphor as she has testified to how she immerses herself in Jesus when she kneads and bakes bread for her family.

She has turned to the prayer that Jesus taught us when he said, “Give us our daily bread.” It is a very sensitive and spiritual reference for Brooke when she bakes bread for her children. She does not bake daily, but reflects on and acknowledges the fact that we need the bread of Jesus daily, just as in the time of Jesus when baking bread was a daily necessity.

What I Think About as I Fall Asleep: Reflections on Being Mosaic

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Editor’s Note: Pastor Jacob Curtis wrote this reflection to his congregation, Ambler (PA) Mennonite Church, on June 30, after attending the candlelight prayer service in South Philadelphia. This is reprinted with his permission.  

On June 29, five of us from Ambler (PA) Mennonite Church made the hour-long trek down I-476/I-76/I-95 to Centro de Alabanza on the corner of 5th and Snyder in South Philly. We were there for a candlelight prayer service in solidarity with Asian Americans who are being targeted for hate crimes.

Photo by Hendy Matahelemual

The service was powerful. I’m still trying to figure out exactly how to describe what happened—in the service and inside me—but here are a few of the things I fell asleep thinking about:

1) It is such an honor to be part of Mosaic Mennonite Conference.

Honestly, I don’t know how a beautiful, fragile thing like our conference can exist in the world, or how we are allowed to be a part of it. But somehow—and I can only assume it is by the grace of God—we find ourselves in community with Swiss-German and Russian Mennonites, and also with everyone who’s been drawn to what they planted here in southeast Pennsylvania.

Our Conference includes churches like Franconia Mennonite, which built its first log meetinghouse in … oh, you know, 1748! … and churches like Nations Worship Center, which purchased its building from a catering business in an Italian neighborhood of South Philly in 2012.

We are Matahelemuals and Krisbiantos and Siahaans, as well as Yoders and Millers and Martins. And because of our Conference, we get to sit outside with all sorts of other Mennonites on the breezy, noisy, sunlit corner of 5th and Snyder, praying in all our languages to the living God.

2) Maybe there’s an opening here?

Ambler Mennonite Church is not (and never will be) Franconia Mennonite Church, with its history and its resources. Nor will we ever be Centro de Alabanza, located right in the middle of a densely-populated, diverse urban neighborhood. But might we become a little bit of both?

Might we grow into an identity as the part-city, part-country church? Might our congregation be black without being all black, brown without being all brown, white without being all white? Might we be the church where conservatives and progressives learn to respect each other and find a way through our cultural and theological gridlock? Might we lean into our particular spot on the map—just north of Philadelphia, just south of the old Mennonite heartland, an in-between place for a bunch of in-between people?

I don’t know. I don’t know exactly what God has in mind for us. And I don’t know what’s possible in the Borough of Ambler as it is now, getting rapidly younger and whiter and wealthier. But these are the things I think about as I fall asleep.

A Rabbi & Roman Guard: Life Questions for All

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Editor’s Note: On June 12, 2021, Pastor Josh Meyer, Mosaic Leadership Minister, gave the commencement address to the 2021 graduating class of Dock Mennonite Academy (Lansdale, PA). In the address, Meyer shared three stories with the graduates. The stories offered challenges and wisdom to the graduates on how to pursue a meaningful life. The stories are not just for high school graduates, but for us all. Beginning today, and continuing in the coming weeks, we will share one story each week from Meyer’s speech. Take some time to reflect on these short but poignant stories. 

There was an ancient Rabbi who was walking home late one night after attending a banquet in a neighboring village.  As he traveled, he came to a fork in the road.  If he turned right, the road would lead him back to his own village and his own home.  If he turned left, the road would lead him to a Roman military outpost.  It was dark and late and he ended up making the wrong turn.  He went left instead of right.  Before long he arrived at the Roman military outpost.   

As he approached, he heard a loud voice calling down from above.  It was a Roman Century Guard standing on the top of the wall. The guard shouted down, “Who are you?  What are you doing here?” 

The Rabbi stood in confused silence, trying to make sense of the situation.  When he gave no answer, the guard asked his questions again, “Who are you?  What are you doing here?”  

The Rabbi took a moment to gather his thoughts, but still gave no answer.   

For a third time, with greater volume and greater urgency, the guard repeated, “Who are you?  What are you doing here?” 

This time the Rabbi responded, not with an answer but with a question of his own.   

He shouted back into the dark, “How much do you get paid to ask me these questions?”   

Now it was the guard who was confused, unsure why this stranger would respond in such a way.  Nevertheless, he answered, “Five denarii per week.”   

The Rabbi shouted back, with great clarity and conviction, “I’ll pay you twice that amount to stand outside my house every morning and ask me those same two questions!”   

Pastor Josh Meyer gave the commencement address to the 2021 graduating class of Dock Mennonite Academy on June 12, 2021. Photo by Dock Academy.

Independence Day

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Cicadas have been a big deal in my Baltimore, MD neighborhood.  Ever since Brood X emerged in mid-May, they have dominated conversation in Facebook groups, in the checkout line at the grocery store, and between neighbors stopping on the (cicada-strewn) sidewalk to chat. 

Kstern, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Maryland is near the epicenter of the emergence in Washington, DC, and boy, are we aware of it.  One neighbor had so many cicadas in her yard that they hung like leaves from the bushes lining her walk.  Others couldn’t walk in their yards without a constant crunch, crunch underfoot.  Conversations outside were difficult and the incessant cicada song could be heard indoors, even with all the windows closed.  At its climax, the cicada song was like thousands of dentist drills going at once.  You couldn’t escape it. 

We spent weeks trying to convince our three-year-old that she could be scared and brave at the same time, that it was safe to go outside, that the cicadas were harmless (if just a little clumsy and annoying).  We covered our young bushes and trees with netting so that the cicada’s insistent egg-laying wouldn’t kill off too many branches on plants that were too young to survive that kind of massive pruning. 

For six weeks, we’ve had our eyes on the calendar.  The experts promised us that the cicada’s above-ground life cycle would wrap up by July the 4th. 

Our Cicada-Independence Day. 

In the last week, as the sound has died down and we have been able to walk in our yard without stowaways catching a ride on our clothes or hair, I have realized how much tension I had been carrying for the last couple of months. 

Photo by Scott Webb from Pexels

It wasn’t that the cicadas were dangerous or even extraordinarily disruptive.  But having them around meant being constantly on guard.  It meant having to think through and plan for what, before, had been simple or reflexive.  It meant living with constant noise, constant fear (for my daughter), and constant inconvenience. 

As we approach the Fourth of July weekend, I am aware that there are many families in my city who are still waiting for their own Independence Day.  And just like the constant dentist-drill song of the cicadas has worn me down, many families are exhausted just from trying to live life under the extra “noise” of systemic racism, violence, or unjust economic policies. 

Many of these encounters in and of themselves aren’t enough to wear someone down.  But when they’re concentrated on a minority of people, they can accumulate to do real harm—just like the excessive pruning of young bushes and trees by the cicadas.  It all adds up. 

As the adult cicadas are dying off here in Baltimore and their young ones are burrowing into the ground for another 17 years, I find my home and yard are becoming livable again.  But as I’m tempted to settle into my own peaceful space, God shakes me from my easy comfort and calls me to a new alertness—because none of us are free until all of us are free. 

This is the kind of [Independence Day] I’m after: to break the chains of injustice, get rid of exploitation in the workplace, free the oppressed, cancel debts….  If you get rid of unfair practices, quit blaming victims, quit gossiping about other people’s sins, if you are generous with the hungry and start giving yourselves to the down-and-out, your lives will begin to glow in the darkness, your shadowed lives will be bathed in sunlight… You’ll be known as those who can fix anything, restore old ruins, rebuild and renovate, make the community livable again.

Isaiah 58:6-12, MSG, italics added

Celebrating God’s Call

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A reunion of Mennonite service personnel who had served in Indonesia provided an opportunity for our first visit to Nations Worship Center on June 27, 2021. A friend who had worked with Mennonite Central Committee (MCC) in Indonesia wanted to attend Nation’s Sunday morning worship. Having met the church’s pastor, Beny Krisbianto, at a Conference meeting a few years ago, my wife, Mary, and I looked forward to taking our friend to Philadelphia for last Sunday’s worship.

Pastor Angelia Susanto of Nations Worship Center (Philadelphia, PA) is the first Asian woman to be credentialed in Mosaic Conference. Photo provided by Beny Krisbianto.

After squeezing our car into a tight parking space on Ritner Street, we entered the church, welcomed by face-masked ushers who led us to our chairs. Following the half-hour time of praise, led by the worship band, Pastor Beny greeted the congregation, especially welcoming the twenty-some persons who had once lived and worked in his home country of Indonesia. Instead of preaching, Pastor Beny introduced his wife, Angelia Susanto, who recently graduated from Missio Seminary in Philadelphia. Later in the service, Pastor Angelia would be formally licensed as co-pastor for the congregation.

Pastor Angelia shared with the congregation her call to follow Jesus Christ. From a Christian home in Indonesia, she become a youth leader in her church. After college she found employment in a prestigious bank. Earning a master’s degree, she was assigned a position handling accounts with international corporations. She continued youth ministries in the evenings.

One evening, driving her motorcycle through a rain storm in the city streets, she heard the voice of the Lord, asking, “Lia, do you love me?”

“Yes, Lord,” she answered, and heard the Lord saying, “Feed my sheep.” Hearing the Lord repeat the question two more times, she broke down in tears.

After persons on two occasions prophesied that she was being called to church ministries, she began studying in a local seminary in Indonesia. Her family questioned her decision to leave her prodigious bank position.

Leadership Minister, Marta Castillo (left), affirms Pastor Lia Susanto. Pastor Beny Krisbianto, Executive Minister Mary Nitzche, and others look on in support. Photo provided by Beny Krisbianto.

On one of Pastor Beny’s visits to Indonesia, he and Angelia met at a church gathering which eventually led to marriage and her move to Philadelphia. She continued her biblical studies in Philadelphia, often taking their infant daughter along to class. Studying part-time while caring for her family and supporting her husband in ministry, Pastor Angelia finally celebrated her seminary graduation in June. Her forceful presentation left no doubt that she brings a unique strength to the ministries at Nations Worship Center.

Joining the worship virtually, Pastor Angelia’s pastor from Indonesia addressed the gathering. He confirmed everything that she had testified about God’s leading in her life.

Mosaic Associate Executive Minister, Mary Nitzsche, preached the sermon, confirming Angelia’s call as well. Marta Castillo, Mosaic Leadership Minister of Intercultural Formation, then led in giving Lia the charge to pastoral ministry. The elders of the congregation joined in the prayer of dedication. Pastor Angelia is the first Asian woman to be credentialed by Mosaic Conference.

At the end of the service, Pastors Angelia and Beny’s daughter celebrated her fifth birthday. Guests were invited to a feast of Indonesian food prepared by members of the congregation. It was a day we will long remember, and we give thanks for evidence that the Lord continues building his church.

Leadership Marta Castillo anoints Pastor Lia Susanto during Pastor Lia’s credentialing service on June 27, 2021. Photo provided by Beny Krisbianto.

Healing from COVID-19

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No one has been immune to the COVID-19 pandemic. While some may have experienced great loss, all of us—including church leaders—have experienced some sort of trauma during the past 15 months.

To learn about healing processes for this trauma, twenty-five Mosaic Conference pastors and leaders gathered on June 11-12, 2021 for a hybrid workshop at Swamp (Quakertown, PA) Mennonite Church and via Zoom. Three experts in the field of trauma and trauma healing—therapist John Drescher-Lehman, LCSW; Dr. Leah Thomas, professor of pastoral care at Anabaptist Mennonite Biblical Seminary; and global peacebuilder Dr. Al Fuertes—shared their collective wisdom.

Three experts in the field of trauma and trauma healing— (from left to right) Dr. Al Fuertes, Dr. Leah Thomas and John Drescher-Lehman, LCSW.

Trauma results in a loss of connection, therefore the need to re-connect is critically important; we cannot just re-connect and ignore the trauma, however. Throughout the weekend, participants were reminded that healing from trauma happens best in community. In this unique time of trauma healing, when everyone has been affected by the pandemic, it is important to remember that leaders need to recover from our own trauma while also holding space for others to recover.

“The light God lit in us does not go out, even when we struggle with pain.”

When trauma occurs, it is very normal to either avoid and abandon or become hyper-focused on the emotional, spiritual, social, sexual, physical, or intellectual parts of our lives. During the opening session, candles were lit for each of these areas, and participants were invited to light their own candle from these flames, honoring the effect trauma has played in their lives during the pandemic. Drescher-Lehman reminded us, “The light God lit in us does not go out, even when we struggle with pain.”

Throughout the weekend, presenters reminded participants that if trauma is not addressed and honored, re-traumatization is likely to occur. As leaders, we want to ensure that our own trauma, and our collective trauma as a congregation, is processed in healthy ways, preventing further traumatization.

Thomas shared three keys for post-trauma healing: Calm, Connection, and Communication. We can create calm together through practices like communal prayer, singing, silence, appropriate touch, and familiar rituals/liturgies. To build connection, we want to work on authentic relationships with each other. In fostering communication, we want to be clear, kind, and transparent, setting boundaries, and being authentic and intentional. We also want to offer people choice, giving permission for them to participate or not, especially when recovering from trauma. Through all of these steps, it is important that we are compassionate with ourselves and each other.

The healing of trauma is also shaped by the intersection of a person’s culture and life experiences. In some ways, trauma is universal and there are core symptoms (avoidance, irritability, sleep issues) that happen to all persons who experience trauma. Culture can also greatly impact trauma, however, in how we describe it, how we present and process emotions, how we understand suffering and healing, and how a person makes meaning or heals from the trauma. Even within shared cultures, individuals can respond very differently to trauma, as their experience of trauma is shaped by their sense of self, personality, resilience, theology, and personal and/or familial history. As church leaders, it is important to pay attention to the three aspects (universal, cultural, and individual) of pastoral care to persons processing and healing from trauma.

“As I participated in the COVID healing workshop via zoom, one of the presenters asked us to find a place and a position that made us feel comfortable, whether sitting or lying on a couch. I closed my eyes and followed his instructions of breathing and visualization. I inhaled and exhaled and became more relaxed. I envisioned a bright day with a panoramic view of a big, green, grassy field. There was a rabbit and a dark image of a bird (probably representing me) on the left-hand side looking into the grassland.

As I processed this time, I realized I had been staying at home for over a year, not even going out grocery shopping. The visualization exercise encouraged me to go outside again, to heal in God’s creation of nature.”

– Wendy, workshop participant

One way that participants were guided to process the trauma of COVID-19 was through somatic spiritual exercises, such as breathing exercises and gentle yoga. “The body can tell us when we are in danger and unsafe, but the body can also tell us when we are safe and grounded,” explained Dr. Leah Thomas. As a result, paying specific attention to our physical bodies can help us identify areas in our lives that may need attention and healing.

As we move into the next phase of pandemic life, it is important to honor and acknowledge how each of us as individuals and as congregations survived. Taking time to honor the unique journey, giving time to grieve, and express gratitude for making it through, will all aid to post-pandemic healing and resiliency.