Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Introducing the Quadrants

So, I am not great at nuance. It's true.

Lately I've found that I consistently frame ideas on two axes. But I'm not interested in in the subtlety of individual point coordinates: (x,y). I prefer the wholesale understanding that comes with QUADRANTS.

As I interact with ideas that can be broken down into two variables, I find myself sketching quadrants all over my notes. Some relate to my work, some relate to how I relate with others, some are serious, and many aren't.

By way of introduction, here's a set of quadrants that can serve as an easy field guide to identify various members of the CCO Events Department based on the black shirt the person is wearing.

Figure 1: Events Department Staff determined by their black shirt's neckline vs. sleeves


Saturday, June 5, 2010

Scene from really good friendship

The following is a real scene from my real life this week. Some of it is paraphrased because I don't remember exact quotes. Some of it is paraphrased in order to protect my dignity.


[At the end of a full day, KTT sits outside talking to BONNIE, a very good friend]

KTT
...so anyway, I did that thing I always to when I am interacting with dudes.

BONNIE
What?!?! You did what?!? What is WRONG with you?

KTT
I am a master of self-sabotage.

BONNIE
You sure are.

KTT
(feeling very proud about the word she is about to use in casual conversation)
I know. I am a saboteur.

BONNIE
(yelling)
Yes you are, and you better be so glad that the God you serve is NOT a saboteur. Really. He is your ONLY hope for redemption!

END SCENE

So good to have friends who preach the gospel to me on the regular. Thanks Bonstance!

Saturday, February 6, 2010

"I did what I do, Dan. I did what I do." Casey McCall, Sports Night

Perhaps because the Jubilee Conference is just two weeks away, or because I am in a season of discernment myself these days, but I keep noticing themes of the cultural mandate all around me. This morning I woke up and the first thing I heard in my head (because the snow has knocked out my access to Weekend Edition, which is usually the first thing I hear) was Peter Krause's voice saying “I did what I do, Dan. I did what. I . do.”

Let me back up…cultural mandate…God’s call to his people before the fall to be fruitful and multiply, to fill the earth and subdue it. But isn’t that about making babies? Well, sure it is, but God’s call to Adam and Eve was not the equivalent of “I’ve got this world covered, you two-- just get it on!”



It was much closer to this, I think: “I’ve made you humans unique in my world. I made you LIKE me! I gave you abilities to do things and the responsibility to use those abilities to take care of this world I made. Yes, yes, kids, don’t worry some of those abilities include procreation, and you are responsible for that, of course, of course. But also, I limited those abilities so you’d also do OTHER things, too, ok? (This was pre-viagra) Anyway, the initial creation of the universe is complete, but it isn’t finished. I have PACKED this world with potential for development and growth and designed you to cultivate that potential. You’ll make babies AND civilizations. You’ll make a lean-to shelter AND build skyscrapers. You’ll develop basic communication AND write poetry. You’ll wear fig leaves AND eventually there will be Lady GaGa’s 2010 Grammy gown. (ok, that last one may have been an encouragement after the fall and the introduction to clothing, but you get my point—I’m paraphrasing.)

So people were made not to be mindless, nude, vegetarians, but to be the stewards of the world God made and put them in. And not to just conserve the status quo of their piece of creation—“everything is exactly how you left it, God, I promise”—but to develop it to make it better. To discover and cultivate the potential within everything, not just for their own benefit and enjoyment, but to the GLORY OF GOD who put the potential there in the first place!

Part of that job is to cultivate potential in other people, too, not just external institutions and structures. All the good potential that God put into his creation, he also built into people in unique ways. But we can’t actually cultivate our own potential as individual people. Believe me, I don’t like asking for help, so I would MUCH prefer that I could grow my own gifts to make me more the woman God created me to be, to do more the things I was created to do, but God didn’t design us to work like that. We need each other.



And in the meantime, God’s initial mandate of stewardship happened before sin and brokenness entered the world. When Eve & Adam disobeyed God and sin entered the world, it affected everything, but it did not destroy the mandate to be stewards NOR the potential in the whole creation which needs to be developed. Sin does twist things up so that the good potential can be developed in the wrong direction. We still have babies, but families can go really wrong. We have homes, but the desire to have bigger, better homes than we need or can afford can wreck the financial future of millions of people. We have highly developed communication but can lose touch with those closest to us, or use language to demean and destroy. We wear clothes, but high fashion can alienate young girls in really damaging ways.


In Jesus Christ, we have grace. As Christ’s work of restoring all things to the Father is happening—a work made possible by Jesus’ death and resurrection—he invites us in. He is using people to do his work. He allows us to continue our efforts to cultivate potential, and gives us the Holy Spirit to guide us so that we, his broken workforce, can move things and people in the right direction—toward restoration rather than separation. This is what the Jubilee conference is about—using who God made us in the places he puts us to develop things toward restoration.



So what does that have to do with Sports Night?







Sports Night is one of my favorite shows ever. I have seen the entire series multiple times, but only this morning when I woke up to the line in my head did I recognize a jubilee moment in there.

Casey McCall is a famous sports anchor on Sports Night, the show-within-the-show which I am told is like Sports Center. In one episode, Casey has to go to his son’s 4th grade class to do a demonstration and he has no idea what to do. Casey’s friends have many suggestions for him including accelerating the aging process of a pumpkin and screwing up his romantic life, but he ultimately lands on making bread. Casey does not know how to make bread, but he is going to throw some ingredients in a bowl, use some misdirection, and pull out a loaf of bread. He does not feel good about this, but doesn’t know what he’d do instead so he goes to Charlie’s school, disheartened.

When he comes back, he is triumphant. He didn’t “make” the bread.


Instead he watched the kids playing games at recess, and when they came back into the classroom, he did what he does—he called the highlights. He did play by play on a kickball game and did an injury report. Finally, Casey tells his friends, “I did an interview with a little girl about jacks. This girl barely speaks above a whisper in class, she’s so afraid she’ll say something stupid, but get her talking about foursies, and she turns into Muhammad Ali.”



This is a jubilee moment to me, if a silly example of one. Casey did what he does, used his gifts and talents to bring out the potential in the little jacks player. He helped her to see what she can do, and freed her to be more the person she was made to be—apparently a heavyweight boxing champion? Seriously, though, Casey gave her a chance to speak confidently and forget fears for a moment to shine. I think that is a small glimpse of restoration.



This is what we are called to do—use the gifts and opportunities given to us to bring out the potential in other people and structures. I can’t wait to be at Jubilee in two weeks to hear Christian scholars in various fields talk about how they are doing this, and to see college students imagine for themselves a life that is all about being part of Christ’s kingdom building.


It was when I was a student attending Jubilee that I decided this for my life: I want to live a life of developing the potential within people, places, things, and ideas so that they move toward restoration to their creator. At the end of my day until the end of my life, I want to look back and proudly say: “I did what I do. I did what I was made to do.”

Monday, January 4, 2010

Connections--the relaunch of my blog

My plans for 2010 include more writing so I will be updating this blog with more frequency. I have some significant struggles with the concept of blogging. What do I have to say that could be both unique and helpful, (or at least worth reading)? Up until now most of my blogging has been personal updating, which frankly is not necessary for the internet landscape.

I’ve spent a lot of time in the last year thinking about what I am best at—What are my strengths? and How can I best use them in every area of my life? I am still thinking through this, certainly, but one thing I know I love to do is make connections between the various ideas and voices I hear each day/week. It’s my hobby. I am a big nerd.

My intention is to take the connections I make in my head and put them on “paper.” I imagine some of the synthesis will be related to my work in ministry and management. Other times I may write about, my graduate work, my nephew, or my recent foray into digital cable (perhaps a HUGE mistake). I spend a lot of time each week in my car and during that time I am usually listening to an audio book or NPR or talk radio all of which give me a lot of content to parse and store in my mind.

Welcome to my inner processor where every piece of information must find a home. Finding the right place to sort both this week’s sermon lesson and last week’s episode of 30 Rock can be tricky, but sometimes they fit right next to each other, and when that happens I’ll write about it here.
Happy New Year!

Monday, September 7, 2009

My little yellow house...








...is going on the market, hopefully soon.

I love this house. It's so cozy and charming. Just the right size for me and Lincoln.
Plenty of space when people come over,
but not so big that it feels empty when I am alone.
Sadly, since I moved in the latter times far outnumber the former.

Over the years I have had so many wonderful friends in Wheeling. I'm down to about four. I love these women, too, but due to families and work and more babies on the way our schedules rarely align.

So last week I met with my realtor to talk about what it will take to get my house market-ready.

One reason I bought this house was that it was in great move-in condition, and thankfully that is mostly still true.
The biggest job is curb appeal--my yard is my achilles' heel.
And decluttering everywhere!
How did I get so much crap into this little house in so little time?
It's in my blood unfortunately.

I am working on it though, and if you need anything--clothes, furniture, knick knacks, books, etc, you should call me b/c I am just crazy enough to give almost anything away! (Not my bedroon suite, Lara, sorry)

So over the next few weeks I'll be spending my free time getting this house into beautiful order in hopes that it will be officially listed ASAP!
If you are in Wheeling and want to help me out--come on over! If you know anyone looking to buy an adorable home in Wheeling, please let me know, I'll connect you with my realtor! It's perfect for the first time homebuyer and that tax credit is still available!

What's next? This remains unclear. I'll move somewhere more central to my work travels, and somewhere where I can live with people and do my work around people more often.

As I look back on what I have written here I realize I have not communicated the sadness and struggle through which I have come to this decision. I still love Wheeling. I have loved my time here. But to everything there is a season, and mine here seems to be ending. Perhaps I'll write more about that later. For now, I have some stuff to pack away!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I could have had a baby since my last post...

I didn't. It isn't that I haven't written because I have been so busy incubating another human life that I didn't have the energy to write a few paragraphs. I'm just noting that I *could* have because it has been nearly 9 months since I last wrote and promised to write more often.

This summer a very wise man told me (after I had apologized for something that I didn't really need to apologize for, and honestly wasn't sorry about)
"Katie, Jesus did not die for our false guilt."

So I won't apologize for not writing.

What brings me back to the blog? My rapidly approaching 30th birthday? maybe.
Anticipating a year of discernment and transition? perhaps.
Another writing project that I am avoiding? There it is!

In anticipation of the big 3-0, as well as potential transitions on many fronts, I do think I'll try to blog more often. Mostly b/c I need someplace to get these things OUT OF MY HEAD. For tonight, though, I will just share some photos from the best vacation I have ever taken.

A month ago, I went to Bethany Beach with some old friends and one new friend. We had the most wonderful time. These photos do not do the time justice, but basically here's what happened:

These friends and I all lived in Wheeling at the same time a few years ago. We, along with a few others who couldn't be with us, used to socialize by going to the market on Saturday and buying good, fresh ingredients and then converging on someone's kitchen to cook the MOST wonderful food, drink wine, listen to music, talk about big stuff and little stuff, and laugh and laugh. It was the best time of my life in Wheeling. It was the age of my veranda and Damian's little kitchen.

The beach vacation was basically that: food, wine, music, laughter, good conversation AND we went to the beach every day. I can't explain how good it was. Here are some pictures, many of the food :)






What a great weekend--let's do it again soon, friends!















































Thursday, December 18, 2008

Gratitude



I have been challenged to acknowledge the reality of the various situations that compose my life, and to be thankful for them. Even the ones that seem small, even the ones that are difficult, even--especially--those that are less than perfect.

I am working on this as a discipline and this week I am thankful for many things. This will be the first of my Thankful Thursdays. I am collecting the list throughout the week, but will post some of it on Thursdays alone.

This week I am thankful for

-The staff I supervise, and how working with them challenges me, strengthens me, teaches me about them and about me. I love that they laugh a lot, and help me to learn to laugh at myself. Tomorrow we are getting together, and I am really looking forward to it!



-My Christmas tree decorated with ornaments designed by many people over the years who have sat in my various living rooms and colored on a plastic ball.




-My Christmas tree angel and my black fleece cape, both gifts from my sister that are perfect for me. They remind me that in spite of myself, I am known by at least one person. Thanks, Libby.

-My hairless dog Lincoln who spent the early evening puking all over the house. He brings me great joy, and caring for him is a gift.

-My mismatched furniture that was all someone else's first. I have been blessed by generous family & friends and each piece fits together to make my home.

-My success in actually reading an issue of Sojourners when it arrived yesterday.

-My messy kitchen that tonight afforded an opportunity to spend a great time with a good friend.

-I am thankful too for my story of y2k that I shared with Melissa tonight--it keeps me humble and is a great example of how I am loved even though I am not perfect.