God in the Garden: God Gives the Seed for Sowing

A little update on the Quinault Community Garden here in the Tri-Cities…

You can read previous essays from “God in the Garden” at these links:

God is Good

God is Faithful

God Works in His Time

God is in Control

 

The days are growing longer, and our community garden is at the stage for planting seeds. Spring seemed so distant when we first began work on the garden space last October, but now the land is cleared, the boxes are in place, and the soil is full of rich nutrients from our compost bins. All is ready for the seeds and starters we’re going to plant — the main attraction of this garden we’ve been imagining since last year.

Many people have put in a lot of work to make the garden possible to this point — we’ve had donations of supplies, discounts from local businesses, gifts from members of the church, an immeasurable amount of labor and sweat to dig holes in rocky ground and move, literally, tons of soil. Who knew dirt was so heavy?

The reason we’re willing to go to all this is effort is that we expect an abundance of produce in summertime. We trust that getting this ground ready for little seeds and little green shoots will lead to cucumbers and lettuce and watermelons and tomatoes and peppers and cabbage. A lot of it. Enough to help local families who might not otherwise afford it be able to have fresh produce for a change, this year and in years to come. It’s hard to know right now what all the implications of those vegetables might have in the lives of those who eat them, who might experience the goodness of Jesus because of this garden, but we pray big prayers that God would draw people into His community and help them to know Him through our lives and work. We believe the truth in the Psalm of Ascent, Psalm 126:5-6:

Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy!

He who goes out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing,

shall come home with shouts of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.

As the seeds go into the ground at Quinault Community Garden, may we also join in prayer that God will give us opportunity to plant seeds of His Word in the hearts of our neighbors and friends. He has wonderfully provided everything we need in the form of material goods and services to make this garden a reality — we can trust Him also to cultivate relationships and provide the seed that will bear good fruit in the lives of our community.

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Book Review: The Virtue of Dialogue

“Conversation has not been a magical solution to bring us to one-mindedness or to solve all our conflicts. Today, we still do not agree on all the questions that we have asked over the years, but we do agree on more things and have a much deeper sense of trust that God is guiding us and will continue to work in our midst.” (p. 13, The Virtue of Dialogue)

Over the past year, I’ve had the opportunity to review a few titles for both the print and online versions of The Englewood Review of Books. Today I’m posting a review here on my own site as part of a blog tour for Englewood’s editor C. Christopher Smith’s new e-book The Virtue of Dialogue (Patheos Press), which is available for purchase for your Kindle or Nook.

A substantial portion of the book is the telling of the story of Englewood Christian Church in Indiana, where Smith and his family are members. I love a good story, and this one is well told. Smith traces the history of the church from its beginnings in the late 19th century to present day, weaving in the ups and downs of the congregation’s past, including how it went from a mega-church to less than 200 in attendance within a few decades. The main focus of the story is how both the church and the Englewood neighborhood itself have begun to flourish again and how the church’s “Sunday Night Conversations” played an important role in the recent neighborhood changes.

From the title of the book, I wasn’t convinced before reading it that this wouldn’t be yet another call for churches to have small groups where people can interact with one another and be participants rather than consumers. An important message, but one I’ve heard many times in recent years. That’s not what this book is about.

Through the story’s narrative, Smith tells how the members of Englewood Christian Church as a whole began meeting every Sunday night to talk to one another about their core beliefs and how healing and growth came as they worked at listening to one another instead of tearing one another down. Those same principles of talking and listening (which is what a dialogue or conversation is, right?) soon transferred to how they interacted with their neighbors, and the church became an active participant and leader in the community to keep gentrification from changing Englewood. And lest you think that all they do at Englewood is sit around and talk, I was excited to read about all the things the church is doing in (or rather, with) their community through business and gardening and sustainable food initiatives and real estate.

The Virtue of Dialogue doesn’t give a program or outline for how your church can have the kinds of conversation that Englewood has. It isn’t a prescriptive method with a list of discussion questions that will guarantee your congregation has productive dialogue both within the walls of its building and with others in its community. Smith makes a point of saying more than once that what works for Englewood won’t necessarily work for every church in the same way and that each congregation needs to go through the messy process of stumbling through the early stages of growing in dialogue. That messy process is part of the whole point. We have to get beyond the mindset of efficiency and productivity and realize that not everything in our lives that is good and beneficial for growth can be measured in charts and graphs. Conversation takes time, it can’t be rushed or defined, it doesn’t always have a tangible outcome at the end of every gathering — and that is OK.

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Quinault Community Garden

All this earth

Could all that is lost ever be found?

Could a garden come up from this ground at all?

from “Beautiful Things” by Gungor

If ever a patch of land needed redeeming, this is the one. It is tucked away in a corner of our church’s property — a very sad little corner that could use some love and revival.

A couple of months back, a discussion came up about this little patch being the perfect size and position for a garden. Why not make it a community garden, where we as a church can invite people from the community to have a space to grow vegetables? It’s something we could work on together, get our hands dirty together, and then enjoy eating the harvest together. Not to mention reflect together on all the gardening, agricultural, and food metaphors in the Bible while we live those metaphors out.

The first planning meeting is tonight, in preparation for our first work day this weekend. I thought I would post a before shot so that you can see the progress we make on the garden. Hopefully the next shot will show the land cleared up and pruned and ready for building the garden boxes. The concrete slab will have a pergola (yeah, I didn’t know that word either — it’s wooden latticework that can be covered with climbing vines) and seating space. The dream/plan is to be ready to plant in the boxes next spring and be sharing a harvest with the community next summer!

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The Power of Good Conversation

It never fails that I have my best ideas for a new story or essay (or recently, an entire book) while I’m running, driving, or taking a shower — times when it’s not so easy to jot down a few notes. I don’t know why it happens that way, but it’s like something in my brain kicks into creative gear when my subconscious is aware that I can’t easily write.

More and more, though, I’m convinced that to stay sharp as a creator (whether it’s as a writer, artist, musician, technology developer, or whatever) we must have good conversation with other creators. For an introvert like myself, this is a surprising discovery, to realize that interaction with other creative friends is just as important for me as alone time with my thoughts. So much can happen in the moments when you’re bouncing ideas back and forth, when you hear someone else’s take on your project from a different angle.

At one point in my life (probably not so long ago), I feared this back and forth. I took every hint of criticism as a personal rejection rather than a suggestion for ways to sharpen my craft. I see now how prideful that fear was. I was afraid that people would see me as less than perfect, afraid that maybe I am less than perfect. A stupid fear, because duh — of course I’m less than perfect. It’s obvious. Move on to something more nuanced to deliberate over…

Recently I had the opportunity to receive feedback from someone who writes young adult fiction and is an experienced critiquer. She went through my entire manuscript and sent invaluable comments and suggestions for places to change the pacing of the story, the chapter divisions, sentence structure, grammar errors. I was ecstatic to hear back from her. I’ve looked at the manuscript of this novel so many times now, there are some things I will probably never see because my eyes just skip over it at this point. To be able to dialogue with her about the places I need to improve was a tremendous experience for me (and it proves to me that I’ve outgrown that silly prideful fear).

In providence’s strange way, my first week in Kennewick I met a group of friends who I still hang out with on a regular basis. Others in that group are also in the early stages of starting businesses and learning what it takes to become self-employed. I’ve gained so much in bouncing ideas around with them, sitting around the living room after dinner, talking about ideas for books or Android apps or Kickstarter projects or whatever.

“What do you think about…?”

“Yeah, or maybe you could….”

“Have you ever looked into…?”

“What if you tried to….”

One thing leads to another, and soon I have enough momentum to think my way into my next big project. Conversation is powerful.

 

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