One Week

(Yes, I am ripping this entry idea off from Dreama. She’ll get over it.)

T-minus one week (and slightly less in hours and minutes) until the Blogathon starts at 7:00 am MDT! I’m blogging for Lutheran World Relief and I’d appreciate if all y’all could do the following:

  • Come visit me. 🙂 Yeah, my Blogathon site is separate from this domain (mostly because people found this blog last year as a result of the Blogathon blog) and I’d love if y’all would come and see what I have to say. I’ll probably put a redirect up on this site so that you’re forced to come to the site (yes… I’m evil that way) but I’d love to have you surf on over anyway. I’ll be updating every half hour for 24 hours and could use some cheerleaders. 🙂
  • Sponsor me!!!!!!!! I currently have $50 raised and I’m trying to at least hit my total from last year of $310. I’m blogging for a super cool organization that does amazing work all over the world in the areas of disaster relief, advocacy for economic fair trade, AIDS education, and hunger relief. There are also *lovely* sponsoring incentives.
  • Tell all the world about my blogging campaign! Link my blogathon site on your blog (that’s http://blogathon.peacefulwaters.org, not grace-filled.net) and let anyone who is remotely interesting (and also interested) know about it!!!!!

OK… enough pimping of my cause. There will be a lovely signature at the bottom of all posts for the next week so you’ll be reminded of it. 🙂

Patience Was Never My Strong Suit…

Since some of you know about my flirtation with Orthodoxy, I’ll let you in on my search stuff.Â? I ordered a copy of Facing East: A Pilgrim’s Journey into the Mysteries of Orthodoxy a few days ago and they claim they shipped it on Monday.Â? Granted, it’s going Media Mail so it could be awhile but I’m still haunting the mailbbox daily for a key to one of the big boxes (since I have a tiny PO box as we have no mail delivery where I live) or for a padded mailing envelope.

Tomorrow is Maria’s Fair (the county fair for the surrounding 4 counties) and we’ll be there bright and early. (*grumble* I have to be up at 6 freaking 45 on my day off.Â? *grumble*)Â? I’m excited though to see what people are entering, especially my church kids.Â? I’ll be looking at sewing, swine, steers, rocketry, crafts, and a whole lot more.Â? I loved fair when we lived in Minnesota so I’m excited for tomorrow.

Getting Excited Again About Faith

One of the downsides of being a pastor’s wife is that you can get kind of apathetic about your faith. Jon is an amazing preacher but for some reason I listen better when he’s not the one preaching. (Don’t ask me why — I feel guilty about this.) I do read my daily devotion and Scripture every day and all that; but I rarely feel *EXCITED* about my faith like I used to.

Yesterday, I was scouring the list of churches in the Lutheran World Federation looking for pictures to use as the header on my Blogathon site. Granted, I couldn’t really read what was going on with the Chinese and Korean churches because they didn’t really have English translations but I did see a Lutheran church in Tokyo that had many services happening with even a noon service during the week. Duuuuude! Other churches in Asia had outreach to foreign workers in their countries and I saw worship services in probably 13 different languages listed on the Australian Lutheran website. We do a fair amount of Spanish and Chinese ministries in the US but not Croatian, Estonian, Finnish, Thai, and others.Â? With the Latin American churches, I could kind of understand what they were talking about and their level of service and outreach was one that my denomination (the ELCA) only *wishes* it could attain. Again… duuuuuuuude!

Africa was definitely the most humbling. Many of the national churches didn’t have websites and this frustrated me until the Almighty whapped me upside the head with a 2×4 and said “Uh Jen… most of those people don’t have Internet access!!!!!” (Hey… making websites for African Lutheran groups: this could soooo be a new missionary thing for me.) The ones that did were just awesome in what they did: ministry to street children, AIDS ministries (especially in Kenya and Tanzania), agricultural assistance, etc. I know that the ELCA does provide quite a bit of aid in those areas (as does Lutheran World Relief, for whom I am Blogathonning) but I was just gobsmacked in how the national churches themselves were working in peacekeeping, poverty eradication, empowering women, and even amputee welfare and support. (This last one was in Sierra Leone where rebels chopped off limbs of men, women, and children.)

One of the things that irritates me about my fellow Americans is that we fail to really think about what’s going on internationally unless it affects our pocket books, is harped on daily by the president (i.e. IRAQ! AFGHANISTAN! 9/11!), or is an exotic place where we want to travel. One of the things I loved about the area where we lived in Minnesota is they had a Global Missions gathering which met monthly and heard from different people who had been out in the mission field and had done work with Christians outside the USA. I swear… I was excited to be with those people when we worshipped and fellowshipped because they were educated about the outside world and they genuinely cared about things like the Diamonds Without Blood initiative in Sierra Leone. (This is why I don’t have a diamond on my wedding ring.)

Maybe it’s just me, but it seemed like people cared more about things in the outside world when I lived in cities. Part of it could have been the non-homogenous population (i.e. not everyone is white) and the presence of different ethnic groups which had festivals and such. Part of it could have been that people interacted globally in business. Whatever it was, it wasn’t the “us” vs. “them” sentiment that I occasionally find here on the Hi-Line.

Anyway… the work I was doing yesterday made me excited to be Christian and Lutheran for the first time in a very long time.

Blogathon 2006

OK… the plan to blog for NPF fell through (though I did send them a donation as a conciliatory gesture) so the plan now is to blog for Lutheran World Relief if I get their blessing. My schtick will be Lutheran Alphabytes so I’m starting to collect Lutheran topic ideas that start with each letter of the alphabet. (If you have any, by all means leave them in the comments.)

Sign-ups start on July 1st and I’ll let y’all know when I can start accepting pledges.

Now to be a good Jen and get the translations done for them…

Oh yeah… my list so far is under the cut.

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Oregon: The Good, the Bad, and the Emotional

OK… just got back from Oregon. In true ::Meditatio:: style, here’s my rundown of it all.

The Good
[+] Seeing parts of my family again that I haven’t seen in more than 15 years.
[+] Seeing some old neighbors again, especially since I’m essentially an adopted daughter. 🙂
[+] Meals with 12-20 family members.
[+] Banana coconut frappucinos every day.
[+] $tarbucks and breakfast in bed on Sunday. (Thanks Mommy!)
[+] Playing in the surf in Lincoln City.
[+] Bush Park in Salem (where my former neighbors retired to and where they are uber-involved in things).
[+] The C terminal at Sea-Tac.
[+] Playing in Ritner Creek with two very adorable little boys.
[+] “Desire of the Everlasting Hills” by Thomas Cahill. (Re-reading it for the first time in 6 years.)
[+] Family picture slideshows.
[+] Climbing over gates and through blackberry bushes to get to the house where my grandfather grew up.
[+] My brother’s reading of High Flight.
[+] Making it through “Let All Things Now Living” at the memorial service without crying.
[+] Blackberry green tea frappucinos from $tarbucks.

The Bad
[+] Being allergic to the entire state of Oregon.
[+] Wicked PMS.
[+] Grass pollen.
[+] Stupid meth makers who have forced states to require the signing over of one’s life to get a flipping box of Claritin.
[+] Prickliness of blackberry bushes.

The Emotional
[+] Saturday morning.
[+] Speaking about my grandfather and the letter I was putting in the tacklebox.Â? (My grandfather’s ashes were buried in his tackle box. Believe me, it was very fitting.)
[+] Listening to various family members speak on Saturday morning, especially my cousin’s kids.
[+] Sitting with crying family members.
[+] Watching planes take off and land at Sea-Tac this morning. (My grandfather was a pilot for the U.S. Navy and then for United Airlines for 30+ years.)
[+] The poem my cousin Sari wrote for the funeral service. (She couldn’t read it so it was placed in the tackle box.)
[+] Everyone taking a shovel full of dirt and placing it on the box.
[+] Saying good-bye to everyone yesterday.

'Ich liebe dich Opa' is 'I love you Grandpa' in German

Lost in Translation

I’m the French translator for Blogathon 2006 and in translating my first of the pages, I realized how much I suck at going from English to French.Â? I can translate French-English without a problem but in doing reverse translation, I start nitpicking over the exact word I want to use and it makes it take longer than it would going the other way.

This is why I don’t go off on tangents about how one translation of the Bible is inherently better than another — each translation bears the biases of the translator. Â? Granted, I can read Koine Greek and Biblical Hebrew so I can see some of the inside jokes and nuances which get lost in translating the Scriptures into English.Â? I guess this is why we have Bible commentaries?