Master of Divinity student at Luther Seminary. Friend, daughter, sister, proud aunt, sinner and saint, reveler in the messy complexity of life. Sealed by the Holy Spirit and marked with the cross of Christ forever.
I’m in the midst of such a whirlwind of activity and transition that I haven’t even posted about all the big events going on. On May 20, I graduated from Luther Seminary with a Master of Divinity degree. It was a joyous day of celebration with classmates and other family, friends, and great supporters.
Now the great exodus from campus has begun, as we all scatter for our various destinations. We’ve had some great opportunities to gather in revelry before all the moving started.
In a few days, it will be my turn, as I prepare to move. And that’s the biggest news of all…I have been called as pastor of Trinity Lutheran Church in Hartington, Nebraska, and Trinity Lutheran Church in Crofton, Nebraska.
Trinity in Hartington
Trinity in Crofton
So in the next three weekends, I will move to Nebraska, be ordained in Iowa, and be installed into my new congregations. As I said…a whirlwind of activity! I hope to return with more regular updates as the transition continues. There will be lots of excitement and exploring to do, after all!
Bishop David deFreese called last night with a warm welcome to the synod. They were assigned five graduates, and we will all fly to Omaha at the end of this month to meet the each other and synod staff, and to talk more about our gifts and desires for ministry.
The synod website shows 36 open calls right now. Even though not all of them will be suitable for first-call candidates, it's a good sign. I'm optimistic that I'll be gainfully employed and launching my ministry sooner rather than later, so I look forward to this unfolding adventure!
On Wednesday evening I was assigned to Region 4 of the ELCA, so I will start my ministry somewhere within this large area of the mid- to south-central U.S, which includes Nebraska, Kansas, Missouri, Oklahoma, Arkansas, most of Texas, and Louisiana.
Given the huge geographic variations within this area, I'm eager to hear which synod I'll soon call home. It will make a big difference to the specifics of this new adventure...Nebraska is quite different from Louisiana, after all! I should get that news from one of the six bishops of this region on Thursday or Friday, so stay tuned!
I’ve been away much longer than anticipated! Fall semester was busy and transitioning back to full-time classes after internship took some effort. Now fall semester seems ages ago, January term is in the record books, and my final semester at Luther Seminary is underway.
While I can’t promise a return to regular blogging just yet, I thought an update was in order. Early last fall, I wrote the last essay for my candidacy process. In October, I had an interview with two faculty members at the seminary, and in December, I had an interview with my candidacy committee back in the Southeastern Iowa Synod. The committee approved me for ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America.
(If this sounds foreign, get the lowdown on the assignment and call process in this post.)
In just three days, late in the evening on Ash Wednesday, my classmates and I will learn of our regional assignments. At the same time, we will learn when we can expect to hear from a bishop with news of our synod assignment. Many regions do synodical assignments on March 1, so it will likely be around then.
The mix of emotions among seniors (including me) is out of control. Anxiety, excitement, grief, hope. It’s all the stuff that goes along with most major life transitions, and it’s amplified by the relative lack of control we have in this process that will so profoundly affect our futures.
But, perhaps the lack of control is also a blessing. I’ve expressed my preferences, tried to convey a sense of myself through a mountain of paperwork, and met individually with one of the seminary representatives attending the assignment consultation.
The outcome is now officially and completely out of my hands. There’s nothing left to do but trust that the Holy Spirit will work through the process, and remember that, wherever we’re called, we can follow with confidence as God leads the way.
The evening hymnody of the church is unparalleled in beauty, in my humble opinion, and we don't have much opportunity to sing it unless we pray vespers (evening prayer) or compline (prayer at the close of the day). I was blessed to do some of that during my internship, so I got to discover this rich treasury of hymns with which I was not very familiar.
My favorite is this one, "All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night," written by Thomas Ken to a lovely tune by Thomas Tallis. It is the standard suggested hymn for opening compline in the LBW and ELW.
Both morning and evening hymns often draw parallels between the cycle of the day and the cycle of our lives, so evening hymns connect our sleeping with our eventual deaths, in very peaceful and hopeful ways, trusting in Christ's promise of eternal life. It makes them excellent for bedside pastoral care for the dying and their families, if you happen to make evening visits.
So here's a video of the hymn. I've included words below for two reasons: 1) The video skips my favorite verse, and 2) some of it is sung in canon (the tune is called Tallis' Canon) so it could be difficult to understand if you don't already know the words.
All praise to thee, my God, this night For all the blessings of the light. Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awesome day.
Oh, may my soul in thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep that shall me more vig'rous make To serve my God when I awake!
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heav'nly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
I've moved back to St. Paul. I finished my final internship evaluation. I wrote and submitted my approval essay. I've started my final year at Luther Seminary. I gave a presentation to my classmates about my internship experience. Now it's time to start focusing on the daily round of reading and assignments and other commitments. Next up: assisting in the Holy Communion chapel service next Wednesday.
A full load of classes, an on-campus job, and other obligations leave little time for blogging, so it's time for a hiatus. I have one more post planned for tomorrow; after that, I'll show up only very sporadically. If you'd like to catch any updates but don't use a blog reader, there's a "follow by e-mail" option on the left-hand side of the page that will save you from having to check here directly.
I'm likely to check in at least a little more frequently next semester, as I'll be taking fewer classes and the assignment process will start to get interesting. Thanks for your support through the ongoing adventure!
I made a very quick overnight trip to Iowa this weekend, mostly to see my sweet niece...the only chance I'm likely to have between the Fourth of July and Thanksgiving, unfortunately. But it was worth it, and she is cute as ever, of course.
Fascinated with my bling. And my painted toenails. The girl has style sense already.
So big! Nine months old and catching up from a birth weight of less than 3 pounds.
Love that smirk.
This was the first time I'd been to my hometown of Vinton, Iowa, since they were hit by a big storm in mid-July. The winds were 100-130 miles per hour, and I've heard they knocked out about three-quarters of the city's trees. Naturally, it looks very different, and there is still much clean-up to do.
It's a sure bet that summer's coming to an end when the Minnesota State Fair rolls around, but, despite that sad omen, it's still fabulous entertainment. I went with my friends Phil and Rachel, and their dear daughter, Annika.
It was a lovely day to go--not too hot, and manageable crowds.
We each indulged in our treats of choice: frozen key lime pie on a stick for Phil, orange-mango sorbet in a half-orange peel for Rachel, s'more on a stick for me. Plus cheese curds, obviously, since they're a main feature of the fair. Rachel has fantastic pictures of all of it on her blog, and Annika enjoyed her own snack as well.
Combined with the excitement of the evening, it was enough to knock her right out. She rode in style and got some good rest while we reveled.
Be sure to check out the wonderful pictures on Rachel's blog, including our very attractive paper fish hats from Gander Mountain. And look for more in the next few days.
I've featured the work of artist He Qi before (here and here), but I thought I'd offer a bigger sample. He's based in Roseville, just minutes from Luther Seminary, so we have a lot of his work around campus.
I like the variety in his painting, from the softer lines of the last example below, to the sharper lines and brighter colors of some of the others, to the slightly mish-mashed shapes in a couple of these examples. Anyway, check out the gallery here.
One of my favorite blogs, Beauty Tips for Ministers, is written by a Unitarian Universalist minister in Massachusetts. It focuses primarily on the importance of presenting ourselves in a way that communicates to others that we have something of value (the gospel of Christ!) to share with the world and deserve to be taken seriously.
She recently posted some reflections on her recent trip to London. Much of it is specific to particular museums and other experiences, but in the midst of the post was this gem:
I feel very strongly that a huge part of the poverty of soul in America right now is that we are surrounded by mass-produced products and living in aesthetically depressing wastelands of strip malls and chain stores. Signage is utilitarian, our forms of entertainment are an assault on the eyes, and human beings have given up and resorted to the sloppiest, most “comfortable” forms of dress and attire.
My work with this blog and issues of clergy image are deeply connected to the visual arts as a means toward transcendence. I feel that many clergy are enamored of the literary arts (we are people of the Word) and desperately need to attune ourselves to the visual realm of beauty and help our people do the same. We are bombarded by so many manipulative images every day (images designed to get us to purchase or use particular products that are all essentially the same under their packaging), we have lost the appreciation for, and language about, art for art’s sake, and fear to be thought shallow if we speak on behalf of Beauty.
It articulates some of why I post experiences of beauty every week, which I explained way back when (over a year ago already!). We are embodied people with five different senses that enable us to engage with God, with each other, and with the created world in different ways than our linguistic/cognitive abilities allow.
The connection with manipulative imagery was particularly interesting. I think the church has alternative imagery to present (architecture, art, icons, and more) that speaks to invitation rather than manipulation, and abundance rather than scarcity of beauty. But do we pay enough attention to these great gifts?