Saturday, March 22, 2025

History and Media

This is a bland title. History is a study of the passing of time. Historians are those who interpret this passing of time and present their findings either in journals written or spoken word. This requires research, hours and hours in archives among the documents or perhaps some travel to the places of interest if a study proposal yields the grant money.

Media is media. They are the ones on hand while history is being made. For most of them travel is a way of life, usually with large expense accounts, to report about the action wherever it is and telling the story as it happens. Media offerings, whether with headlines, regular features or editorials, develop a personality, an attitude or a theme which subscribers will turn to (CNN or Fox News? Not everybody has the same preference). “As it Happens,” a CBC program, is good example of unique stories mixed with entertainment, which is why it is surviving the test of time.[i] Indeed, media are the ones telling us about world conditions, of politicians and countries, creating a theme which may or may not be accurate, but they are 'the news.' So the title may be bland, but stay tuned, the content is newsy.

In contrast to the historians' scholarly contribution, the media are our contemporaries; people doing their jobs with skills required to do it in a smooth, interesting and convincing manner. Inner convictions may be optional but do show up in their performance - their account of what’s going on. Excellent presenters will do better because their words will match the persona. Inner consistency communicates. The ones who can do this best, whether newscasters, writers, editors, etc. are the ones who become successful in their careers. It may be possible to fool the public – for a while. Forest fires or political headlines or sports broadcasts (along with advertising) can be provided by either entertainers or experts. Time will tell; careers are developed, demographics change, seasons come, seasons go.

True also for those who either choose or are called into Christian ministry. I say ‘call’ because this is a deeper reach into that inner consistency (conviction) that makes for good communication. A recent magazine article by one of our local pastors makes a related point. It is his article which got my thinker going on similarities of preachers and media! Caleb Kowalko [ii] writes about inspiration, citing a contemporary appetite for inspiring sermons. This may be a hubris for preachers, he says. “Words of a sermon should carry a greater responsibility than to fill up the inspirational tank.” I agree with him. Important as inspiration is, preachers have a responsibility to convey an inner message, even if not inspirational. Preach the word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage—with great patience and careful instruction (2 Timothy 4:2)After all”, says Kowalko, “they are words intended to mingle with eternity, to witness to the truth, to expound upon the word of God.”

Even as I affirm the perspective of this young pastor, I must also acknowledge that my linking of pastors with media is a bit of a stretch. The stretch is in the reality that pastors (faith leaders if you will) are living and doing their work from a vantage that is indeed beyond the career (Some pastors need to be reminded of this). “Call” is more than a career. In my faith community, the Mennonites, this understanding of Call has its beginning among the Anabaptists of the sixteenth century Reformation, Christians who  claimed their ultimate authority is within the gathered group. For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them” (Matthew 18:20). Modern day Anabaptist leaders are still ordained by virtue of that discerned call from among the people, rather than appointment from an outside authority. By their message and by their leadership giftedness they may gather listeners and followers, but this dare not be mere lectures or Ted Talks or political or social education, no matter how interesting they may be. Good sermons may or may not enhance the career.

Now a concluding thought - kind of an afterthought!😏 I just said the linking of pastors and media is a stretch. Perhaps I need to modify a bit - at least from the vantage of my faith community where the preacher's position and message comes from within - never a position of authority but a position of service. From our vantage therefore, media and preachers are in a similar state these days! Reports or speeches by members of the media and sermons or lessons by preachers have fairly equal risks or possibilities, especially in today's instantaneous digitalized world. Reporters who run afoul of a desired party line may risk their careers or livelihood, similar to preachers' longtime experience. Not only do populations and preferences change, but also the political environment. Us post World War II baby boomers, whether secular or religious, have grown up living the good life, full freedom of political or religious opinion. My above comments about careers obviously from that vantage. Times do change, however, as one of our fellow good-lifers Bob Dylan crooned once upon a time. Some of the most recent world political events might suggest we're back into the time when Jesus walked among Romans and Samaritans and Jews, democracy an unknown entity in those days. The good life was not a guarantee for Jesus followers. Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me" (Mark 8:34).

Today's preachers have a responsibility to be 'in there' as participants in all topics and events. Media people face similar career (or life) risks. To all my preacher and media friends, pay much attention to the inner voice. Your understanding and experience of God must be the message, whether inspiring or not. It may or may not be well received by the authorities or the fan base or in the historical documents. Regardless of historical record, inner consistency is essential whatever the risk, for the preacher and the media and the gathered community.

Teach me, O Lord Thy way of truth.[iii]

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[i] As it Happens is a Canadian Interview show that airs on CBC Radio One in Canada and various public radio stations in the United States through Public Radio Exchange. It’s fiftieth Anniversary was celebrated on-air on November 16, 2018. Source: Wikipedia.

[ii] Caleb Kowalko, “Beyond Inspiration,” Canadian Mennonite, Vol 29, Issue 2, February, 2025, p.7.

[iii] Based on Psalm 119:33, Hymnal: A Worship Book (Scottdale, PA: Mennonite Publishing House, 1992), #487.

Saturday, March 8, 2025

And Then Comes the End

The title of this post may appear kind of abrupt - apocalyptic even - and a few readers may quickly skip onto something else to read, perhaps skeptical of what this old preacher might want to say about end times. Well, it is indeed about things coming to an end, but rest assured, the topic is more down to earth than bye bye into the sky. It is about a conversation in drivers’ room in one of our local truck stops.

Yes, I still make the occasional stop at old stomping grounds, not to hang out, but perhaps to catch a wifi signal for an email that needs reply, or a meal in the restaurant, or even to shop for an occasional truck stop flavored birthday (Christmas?) gift for my daughters who enjoy the sentiment of those many years when dad would bring home ‘gadgety presents’ from truck stops all over the U.S. So there I was in the drivers’ lounge in a comfy chair with my laptop; eventually could not ignore an old guy half asleep in the chair beside me – and seemed to be going nowhere.

“Are you waiting for a load?” a fairly appropriate open ended question in this place. “My truck got stolen” was the grumbly reply. Well, that was beginning of long lament about absolutely everything. He’s been sitting here several days. The stolen truck is actually his pickup which got removed from the four-wheeler parking lot by “two sneaky sobs.” The missing truck contains thousands of dollars worth of equipment (not sure equipment for what) very important to make short trips. I'm guessing he may also be a part-time cowboy. To add insult to injury, the cops have not even bothered to come and talk with him. They’re doing some kind of legal checklist first. This is not an emergency – he’s in a safe place! I rant and rave on this point! Seems like police or tow trucks or ambulances all in similar priority scale these days, take lots of time if not an emergency.

It gets more complicated. Actually this is about two trucks, the one that got stolen and the real one in the big lot out there. His big truck has a FOR SALE on it. “Price of fuel too goddamn high. Can’t afford this anymore.” This is a 2018 Pete; my truck knowledge albeit outdated, still recognizes a high-end asset here. I hazard a guess about $250,000? “Nope, was asking $320, now come down to $290 and that’s it. I’ll just let it rot if I can’t get that!” In spite of this woebegone story, I notice by now that his eyes have a bit of sparkle. I sympathize with this new friend. Although still confused about details, I’m glad I asked the question. There is little I can do about the circumstances, and I do need to run along - retired trucker you know, busy. 😏 I bid him a fond adieu, wishing him success in at least finding his little truck. He lifts his cold coffee and says thank you.

It is on the way home after this little exchange that my thinker kicks in again. To date I have never had this type of conversation. In my previous post retirement stop-ins at this truck stop it has always been truckers, swap a few tales with a little embellishment (bs) and occasionally a job offer – just in case I’d like to get behind the wheel a bit more! None of that today. This was conversation between two old guys! Back there those -- sessions were full of the vim and vinegar of the truckers’ world! Suddenly it dawns on me that all those years of truckers stories have been mostly in the English language. Today's visit was in presence of other truckers who do not speak English in drivers’ rooms. It was a trend already beginning near end of my years. Truck stop conversations are in other lingos. English only at bare minimum to try to communicate with dispatchers or shippers and receivers, reminding me of occasional meet-up with Mexican Mennonite truckers anywhere between Texas and Manitoba; the visit would immediately revert to Low German. Today’s English visit is good illustration of something coming to an end.

Now in addition to this language issue, a little more from the thinker (as many know, after a little ‘thinking’ I get going with the philosophizing – in college we would call this the long-haired stuff). I’m guessing my senior citizen trucker friend may not have the options I have had, even though his financial assets probably higher than mine. I cannot but give thanks. Thinking of my life journey which has included some good educational pursuits and many good books, two Roman Catholic priests come to mind. They have been lifesavers for my journey [i], and I recognize that my options have been good. I too sold a truck a number of years ago, not at the magic age 65 but at age 71, when it seemed right. With gratitude for a few million accident-free miles, there was sentimental sadness, but not desperation about what to do next. Life would go on. Since that retirement I have been enabled to practice what I still believe and able to participate in very meaningful activity quite in keeping with my training and profession which at one point needed the life support of open highways. Open highways contained space, relationships, and of course the satisfaction of being an owner operator, a sole proprietor with my wife the financial manager, plus the joy of continuing and improving relationship with my Savior as well as new discovery of God everywhere!

Work is only work. Employment is only employment. Professions can be very satisfying and also meaningless if all they do is provide an income, a title or a career. And looking around me these days, I know that even for us in this good land, our lives could come to an end either before or after retirement. That's good to know, quite reassuring actually.

Two quotations have come to my attention; first a non-negotiable from the Bible, and a second from one of those favorite authors.

"People are destined to die once, and after that to face judgment" (Hebrews 9:27).

“Pay attention to the people God puts in your path if you want to discern what God is up to in your life.” [ii]

Now after this bit of thinking and philosophizing, perhaps I should check back with my friend and see how he’s coming along.



[i] Richard Rohr, Falling Upward: A spirituality for the Two Halves of Life (Hoboken, NJ: Jossey-Bass, 2011) and Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Wounded Healer (New York: Image Books, 1979).

[ii] Nouwen, Discernment: Reading the signs of Daily Life (San Francisco, CA: Harper One, 2013).


Wednesday, February 19, 2025

For a Time Like This

“A presentation like that is what makes it easier for me to retire.” Those words are forever inscribed into my memory. It was springtime 1980, Rev Henry Gerbrandt, recently retired General Secretary of then Conference of Mennonites in Canada, shared these encouraging words with this young pastor who had just braved a slightly controversial topic to a church full of delegates.

Now, forty-five years later and still in Alberta, I also remember title of that speech, “Evangelism and/or Christian Education,” definitely not an earth-shaking topic then and still not creating headlines! The occasion of this little tome, however, is kind of earth-shaking, not because of these few words I am writing, but because of this present date and time in history. Our neighbors to the south of us have a problem; they have elected themselves an autocratic would-be-dictator President. Seems to me that our next generation of church leaders – and politicians - are being set up for a slightly greater challenge than what appeared before me back then.

I have always been a reader, this probably in character for an Old Colony eldest son back there who wanted to figure out many things (nesheah is the low German word used by my dad). So, this morning I was reading again, not so much to gather news (no end of that since January 20, day one), but to meditate, pay attention along with brothers and sisters, fellow Christians and many other Americans reeling in shock at what they have just done to themselves.

I find the Americans’ material quite compelling especially in these days, and courageously presented in Sojourners, a Christian magazine which I have subscribed to forever, valuable info from a larger vantage than our Canadian Mennonite. Here are several quotes from latest edition, published next door to the US Capitol, Washington, DC.

[Donald] Trump is arriving at a time of great social distrust: There’s more distrust of the media, medical professionals, experts, politicians, community institutions, and membership groups. There are rifts among friends and family. Even our trust in … weather is diminished. Distrust fuels the flame of autocracy because it makes it easier to divide people. [i]

A second quote by same author, On her bedroom wall, my mom had a copy of the Serenity Prayer: “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference." Theologian Reinhold Niebuhr wrote this during the rise of Nazi Germany. [ii] There are several alcoholics in my family, and addictions are a common malady in today's society. That prayer as important today as it was then for us North Americans who have been living the good life for the last 50 or so years.

Most western Canadian Mennonite forebears have been through European, Prussian, Russian history. Now we still have unresolved indignations about WW2. Most of us arrived with colonialist agendas, privileged immigrants moving in on Indigenous land, while our Swiss brothers and sisters in the U.S., along with other white settlers, reaped benefits from the Indigenous as well as the ‘colored help’ brought along by the shipload from Africa!

History has some critiques for us. Firstly, it’s Anabaptism at 500 time, and of course much attention to our early sixteenth Century beginnings. Among the celebrations, I cannot but make note of a recent podcast series by our former pastor and budding historian, Will Loewen. [iii] The original Anabaptists, even alongside deep convictions of peacemaking and adult believers’ baptism, were not all of stellar character, inflated egos and sin also part of those early beginnings, even as they sought to correct the Church and the Governments of their day.

And secondly, this one quite recent, well recorded in the books, and already hindering our effectiveness as a denomination. The year 2002 marked the end of General Conference Mennonite Church and beginning of Mennonite Church Canada and Mennonite Church U.S.A. Had that not happened, our life and witness would be of a greater wholeness especially at a time like this. North America could benefit from a continuing peace church not divided by a 49th parallel.



[i] Daniel Hunter, “Now That Trump has Won” Sojourners (Volume 54 No. 1), p. 27.

[ii] Ibid.


Monday, January 13, 2025

Gout Kills

Once upon a time I was a long distance trucker. I have clear memory of a very unsolicitous incident. 

Driving down an inter-state highway in California, my right foot was killing me. It was so bad I could not touch the brake pedal without yelping in pain, dared not even hover around the pedal, so it seemed! Fortunately, with air brakes I was able to resort to trailer brakes via handle on the steering column of my truck, left foot doing the necessary fine tunes (clutch or brake) on the floor only as needed! Ow! [My 18 speed manual shift not yet one of those auto transmission units gliding along these days] I messaged dispatch to inform of my plight and that I would stop in at a nearby walk-in medical clinic. Message reply was reminder I had another appointment, namely delivery of my load! I responded to that with uncharacteristic bravado, "ER foot pain first." My dispatcher agreed (knew this operator's on time every time delivery record). End result was my first experience of 'miracle medicine.' After a considerable wait at the Walk In Clinic, this unbeliever limped into a nearby pharmacy and picked up ... a small prescription of Colchicine! Two hours later I was a believer happily singing down the highway, pain-free (almost), and next morning my load delivered as per usual on-time in Los Angeles. How undramatic the life of a trucker who delivers his loads on time! 😖😉   
Los Angeles in the Morning


This is the story I was reminded of when my wife woke me up this morning after an all-night sleep, the first time in months not even with the normal 3 a.m. pee. The evening before, after a few days of increasing pain in my right ankle we called an emergency hotline, immediately warned it may be a blood clot. Off to our local Urgent Care, after short exam asked if gout was in my medical history I said "no" - and then corrected myself, remembering suddenly every detail of that incident years ago. Bingo, this was it again as per these ER medical professionals. Again a little trip to a pharmacy, and again a prescription, this time Indomethacin, latest medication for said pain immediately recognized by my daughter, a pharmacy technician now - and a teenager back then! 

Dreadful pain to no pain fits into the miracle category for me. Biblical examples come to mind. There are so many instances of Jesus performing a healing - like instantaneously - and then issues to be dealt with, often raised by onlookers: Should you do that on the Sabbath? (John 7:23); who sinned to get you a blind son? (John 9); or inter-relatedness of healing or sins forgiven (Matthew 9:4-7). Seems like ofttimes the healing becomes the immediate context performed by Jesus the protagonist, and that followed by discussion, debate, learning, and even leaving it for another day (Luke 4:30). 

These gout occasions, although terribly painful, are not necessarily thought of as potential miracle incidents, but I do know if Jesus was going by just when the uric acid crystals scratch my joints, I also would cry out, and so rejoice if the pain would end right then and there! My doctor, although a man of faith, speaks calmly about many body functions including gout or brain waves seemingly all treated with medications. "It's all about chemicals," he says. Although I don’t quite believe him on this point, when he prescribes a helping drug, my disposition is near to proclaiming him the miracle worker. So it goes! Although I stop short of idolizing him (because sometimes he's wrong) 😇 his words are on par with topic at hand. Health and pain is similar to flowing water and plugged pipes or veins, living breath (ruach) given or taken away, Holy Spirit and Evil Spirit? Among the many dramatic healing and forgiving stories of Jesus, I note he also was known to 'follow up', namely sit with a freshly healed or forgiven beggar or prostitute to help them make new life decisions, e.g. "go sin no more" (John 8:10-12). His healing love probably also included tough love. Much to ponder and also give thanks for. 

Whatever my prognosis in these few paragraphs, I maintain that God is here among our pains, whether stretched out for long periods or terrible 911 occasions. Sometimes the healing seems miraculous if someone knows how to make the right diagnosis, and even more so if in the acknowledged presence of the One who's been there all the time, and knows how to retain the healed life. Thank you Lord.

Saturday, January 4, 2025

Sacred Text

Here is sample of an unfortunate incident that occurred yesterday. I started a blogpost about a week ago. It took a while because I needed to check some details so it might read with some credibility. Among other things also commanding my attention, I whittled and researched and fretted, finally decided it was okay to post. Copy and paste proceeded as per usual, at least so I thought, until my Control V yielded only a blank page at the blogsite destination. Gone! Gone, not even a whimper. It was hard to believe, but after two requests for technical help from library staff, my plight began to sink in. Gone! Gone, still gone.

It was at that point that I began to do my usual - put the thinker in gear! Why is this document hidden in the netherworld somewhere? Is there perhaps a reason? Is the topic perhaps ill founded, perhaps unnecessary? I could definitely live with that. If, however,  it is merely a stupid copy and paste mistake that I had made, I’d like to know about it. I need a little more computer education anyway; I headed down that trail.

So here it is another day later. Among the suggestions I had heard yesterday “perhaps type it again” both from the librarians and from my son the residual expert for all problems of this nature (He lives in Ontario but that does not keep me from crying help from him). Typing again seemed like an impossibility – until late last night. Why not give up on retyping, but perhaps just ‘recreate’ using the same title and tell it with a different slant. There are actually several books written about that.[i] This is risky because I am a bit detail-challenged, even if concept-creative! And my only handwritten notes were a few scratches I had made while checking some details on Google! Here we go! 


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It all begins with my slight frustration with the endless variety of versions of Bible readings I hear in church services these days. In fact more often than not a ‘creative’ reader is doing away with the Book and the scriptures get read from an 8x11 sheet of paper or even a cell phone! 😒 I know the inspired word is not conditional on the type of book we hold in hand, but is it not reading the Word? Public worship of God is best served if we read from only one version of the Bible. Does it not make sense to focus our readings on God rather than our variegated preferences?

A quick survey of Bible Gateway reveals 64 English versions without even signing in. Sign in to Gateway Plus and you get 233 Bible versions in a total of 74 languages! That is a lot of information, or should I say many different ways of saying the same thing. In this computer age we have resources to pursue whatever our language or version - or preference!

This is in sharp contrast to some recent experiences in our city's Interfaith Council (my main point). Scripture Reasoning is one of its program offerings. It has a narrow dogmatic sound to it; but it is exactly the opposite. It's a virtual or occasionally in-person get together, and one person, on a chosen topic will share the ‘Sacred Text’ from their particular faith. That is followed by questions for clarification and then reflections from anybody, either comparing to info from another tradition or spiritual reflection on the reading just shared. With help of a moderator, we do not critique it too death, just listen for the personal meaning, ofttimes leading to some quality testimonies of personal faith. I guess that is exactly what we're trying for, interfaith encounter! 

Also, yes ALSO, these sacred texts are shared in unadorned original form (at least my impression)! Coming from my non liturgical church tradition with Bible readings from pieces of paper, I have heard in last several years in this modernist environment a considerable rendition of King James English, an old unadorned sound whether from the Bible or from Book of Mormon, or from Writings of the Baha’i, or the Quran.. I hear gentle witness from a Hindu participant who from their Bhargava Gita does not participate in Creation arguments or theologizing because creation is so far back that it is just ‘eternity,’ totally unnecessary to waste energy speculating about. Now that is something that both modernist and fundamentalist Christians need to take to heart, allow that into our creation accounts as well as apocalyptic speculations.

So this is the context. I wrote about this, and then I lost it, probably because I was a little too adamant with my Ctrl button on my laptop. Turns out the development of my thoughts was not that important after all. This is shorter! No need to wade through my earlier expanded version of that scratchpad! In interfaith it is possible to do a personal version of our various faiths in a large peaceable manner! We do not argue, no debate, and our kindly moderator always thanks the presenter and each participant for their particular contribution to the topic. [Know-it-all moderators would have greater difficulty!]

Wonderful. Coming out of these sessions I am more grateful than ever for my faith, for Jesus, indeed my Savior and to the Latter Day Saints, acknowledged as Prophet to the Muslims and absolute example to the Buddhists (hear Dalhi Lama) and to the Hindus (hear also Mahatma Gandhi, giving witness and inspiration to fellow people of India as well as British colonialists). The inspiration for me in this ‘scripture reasoning’ is that when sacred texts are shared in a relational way, then there is little reason to debate. Positivity within this group becomes a positive contribution to our city.

Enough already. I see little need for more modernizing of our Holy Bible. More important is that we be in receptive posture to receive God’s Word for our worship and for our life. Sacred texts speak to us. No need to contort scriptures to please each and every one. Holy writ is not about us. It is about the One who is above and beyond.

All scripture is inspired by God and is useful for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness (2 Timothy 3:16). This is what I was trying to say before it all disappeared!


[i] Brenda Miller and Suzanne Paola, Tell it Slant 3,2,     https://www.overdrive.com .