Early December Links

December 5, 2023

NPR inter­viewed Pales­tin­ian Amer­i­can Quak­er Sa’ed Atshan. He talks about the three stu­dents recent­ly shot last month in New Hamp­shire, two of whom he men­tored, and also Quak­er wor­ship. Very thought­ful and well done.

Quak­er Stud­ies has a spe­cial issue out on John Wool­man. I’ve writ­ten about this well-known Friend, many times, nat­u­ral­ly, includ­ing a three part series back in 2006, but it’s great to have aca­d­e­mics share the lat­est takes. As guest edi­tor Jon Ker­sh­n­er writes in his intro­duc­tion, “The fresh ground cul­ti­vat­ed by these authors demon­strates that there is much still to say about Wool­man.” Best of all, this is open access! I think it’s real­ly trag­ic that so much good aca­d­e­m­ic writ­ing today is com­plete­ly inac­ces­si­ble and I’m not sure why, as I don’t think the authors are get­ting much of the mon­ey. I hope new aca­d­e­m­ic pub­lish­ing mod­els start to win out, as it’s impor­tant for lay Friends to think about his­to­ry in a more thought­ful way. I’m a big stan, as the kids say, of Jean Soder­lund, and am devour­ing her con­tri­bu­tion to this spe­cial edi­tion.

I looovvee Goldie’s, the Philly Israeli-American veg­an falafel mini-chain, so I’m not just appalled but per­son­al­ly upset that some pro-Palestinian pro­test­ers accused its own­ers of geno­cide. Once again peo­ple: it is pos­si­ble to be against vio­lence on all sides and also to not scape­goat any side. It sounds like own­er Michael Solomonov’s response has been mut­ed and under­stand­ing: good for him. I do hope this dies down. Pro­test­ers on all sides say stu­pid things in the heat of the moment and it sounds like they were there for less than four min­utes. Can we move on?

Also, chef’s kiss to the writer of The Inquir­er head­line, Berks Coun­ty woman named Time’s 2023 Per­son of the Year.

Public Friends

December 1, 2023

Windy Cool­er has a new arti­cle on the Friends Gen­er­al Con­fer­ence web­site, What is a Quak­er Pub­lic Min­is­ter? Windy’s been research­ing the con­cept of pub­lic Friends this year, inter­view­ing peo­ple about their under­stand­ing and experiences. 

The star­tling lack of sup­port for many pub­lic min­is­ters as agents of cre­ativ­i­ty and growth is part­ly because many Friends are unfa­mil­iar with the term “pub­lic min­is­ter” and uncer­tain how to sup­port their work. Addi­tion­al­ly, a mis­in­ter­pre­ta­tion of the tes­ti­mo­ny of equal­i­ty, which often leads comfort-seeking elders to crit­i­cize or “cut down” those who stand out among us (referred to as the “tall pop­pies” by Mar­ty Grundy in her 1999 Pen­dle Hill pam­phlet of the same name), caus­es many Friends attempt­ing pub­lic min­istry to encounter hos­til­i­ty or apa­thy in their local meet­ings. Even in cas­es where a faith and prac­tice doc­u­ment out­lines the prac­tice, it remains large­ly taboo in lib­er­al Quak­erism to seek a minute acknowl­edg­ing the gifts of min­istry, much less more sub­stan­tial support.

Windy inter­viewed me as part of her research. If “pub­lic Friend” means some­one who is vis­i­bly tak­ing on a teach­ing role for Friends, then I’ve been one since my mid-20s when I start­ed putting togeth­er mail­ing lists and web­sites orga­niz­ing young adult Friends (YAFs in Quak­er speak); this even­tu­al­ly branched out into blog­ging, host­ing a social net­work, lead­ing work­shops, and giv­ing talks now and then. The longe­tiv­i­ty gives it a cer­tain author­i­ty, I sup­pose, as have my pro­fes­sion­al roles with Quak­er orga­ni­za­tions (though of course on my blog I’m only speak­ing for myself).

But this belies just how inde­pen­dent, dare I say ranter­ish, this process has been. I know how pub­lic min­istry should work, but it has­n’t ever worked out that way for me. Even now, I don’t have a spe­cial des­ig­na­tion or sup­port for my vol­un­teer Quak­er work. 

I should note that I once had a brush with insti­tu­tion­al legit­i­ma­cy. When I applied for a grant from the Clarence and Lil­ly Pick­ett Endow­ment for Quak­er Lead­er­ship, they required a sup­port let­ter from my meet­ing and Atlantic City Area Meet­ing pro­vid­ed me with one. It was­n’t a record­ing minute, per se, and did­n’t come with any fol­lowup sup­port but it was some­thing. The Pick­ett fund specif­i­cal­ly sup­port­ed younger Friends. It’s a small world so I know a lot of oth­er recip­i­ents and many had inter­est­ing sto­ries about going their meet­ings for sup­port let­ters. In ret­ro­spect, forc­ing a gen­er­a­tion of twenty-something active Quak­ers to get these let­ters might have been the Pick­ett fund’s most impor­tant lega­cy (it closed down in 2019).

Full dis­clo­sure and mea cul­pa to say that I’ve nev­er asked for for­mal meet­ing sup­port. I have a ten­den­cy to land at small, min­i­mal­ly orga­nized meet­ings that don’t have any expe­ri­ences of sup­port­ing min­istries. It always felt like it’d be too much of a push to ask an over­bur­dened small group to take on one more responsibility.

I know some larg­er Quak­er meet­ings have more for­mal sup­port struc­tures in place, with clear­ness and sup­port (some­times now called anchor) com­mit­tees sup­port­ing their pub­lic Friends. I’m a bit jeal­ous but also have been told by Friends in these posi­tions that they some­times still feel some­what rogueish and alone. Of course maybe this is just how it is. Did peo­ple like John Wool­man and Joshua Evans real­ly feel ful­ly sup­port­ed by their meet­ings as they trav­eled about? And did they have now-forgotten con­tem­po­raries who felt the “tall pop­pies” effect and elect­ed to stay home? Ben­jamin Lay comes to mind as some­one who had to min­is­ter with­out sup­port. Windy writes:

While it’s true that many of our famous his­toric pub­lic min­is­ters were dis­liked in their time and praised in ours as if they rep­re­sent our own actions, it is incon­ceiv­able that these lead­ers could have trav­eled, spo­ken, and effect­ed change in their quest for right rela­tion­ship with­out robust sup­port. It is some­thing of a mir­a­cle then that so many dynam­ic Friends today are attempt­ing to do just that out of love for who we are and can be and we are tread­ing water with all the faith in the world that the under­tow of the sta­tus quo will not over­come us.

FGC promis­es this to be the “first of four short essays in a series on pub­lic min­istry in the lib­er­al tra­di­tion.” Glad to see FGC explor­ing this work. In the ear­ly 2000s they did impor­tant work with the Trav­el­ing Min­istries Com­mit­tee1, which did a lot to re-legitimate the idea of min­istry among Lib­er­al Friends. Windy also gives a shout-out to the he Quak­er Lead­er­ship Cen­ter, which I know is doing good work around these ques­tions too.

It’s-December Links

November 27, 2023

Johan Mau­r­er on retir­ing from the news cycle: “There is some­thing in me that resists the idea of unplug­ging, as if I am some­how let­ting human­i­ty down if I give up, for a time, my obses­sive atten­tion to the deeds and mis­deeds of the Pow­ers That Be. How much worse off every­one would be if I with­held my awe­some influ­ence for good!”

Speak­ing of Ben­jamin Lay and retire­ment, the Abid­ing Quak­er blog looks at how Ben­jamin Lay’s “cri­tique of and then retreat from soci­ety” fits with chap­ter 15 of the Gospel of Mark, which recounts Jesus’s tri­al and execution. 

It’s the first of the month, which means a new issue of Friends Jour­nal is avail­able. Decem­ber’s issue looks at Stew­ard­ship as a Tes­ti­mo­ny. There have also been break­ing arti­cles this week: Rashid Dar­d­en’s review of the new Net­flix biopic on Bayard Rustin, Lucy Dun­can’s reflec­tions on Gaza, and our roundup of the news of the three Ramal­lah Friends School grad­u­ates shot last week­end in Ver­mont.

Later November Links

November 20, 2023

Matt Rosen on trav­el­ing in the min­istry in Britain. “Since Friends rarely trav­el in the min­istry in Britain, part of the min­istry has to be explain­ing this prac­tice. That’s a joy for me, because I believe that the trav­el­ling min­istry is a vital wit­ness to our con­nect­ed­ness as a year­ly meet­ing and a live option in the twenty-first cen­tu­ry.” Matt also has an arti­cle on gospel order in this week’s The Friend.

The sto­ry of the first for­mal Quak­er protest against slav­ery—and the repeat­ed­ly lost orig­i­nal document. 

On Friends Jour­nal, Lynn Gazis has a short sto­ry on a teenag­er try­ing to under­stand the con­trac­tions of her quar­ru­lous Quak­er grand­moth­er and Anne E.G. Nydam is back with a retelling of an old Greek sto­ry. Mary Ann Downey reflects on why it’s hard for her to ask for help.

A new Quak­er­S­peak comes Thursday.

Brent Bill’s stories of redemption

November 13, 2023

Brent Bil­l’s fic­tion is fea­tured this week over at Friends Jour­nal. A Trip to Ami­ty revolves around a grumpy min­is­ter whose sur­prise come­up­pance fea­tures a les­son in for­give­ness and the pow­er of laugh­ter. Brent and I talked about the sto­ry, the first in his new col­lec­tion, “Ami­ty: Sto­ries from the Heart­land,” in this week’s FJ Author Chat. You can buy the book at Quaker­books of FGC or from Bren­t’s own web­site.

Moving on, Keeping On

November 12, 2023

Crop­well meet­ing’s clerk decid­ed to step down this month (he’s turn­ing 88 and thought it a good time!). We had a nice cel­e­bra­tion for him on Sun­day. A few years ago the meet­ing had dwin­dled down to two reg­u­lar mem­bers; on some Sun­days, only one of them would show. He assem­bled a group to help bring it back from the brink of being laid down with a sucess­ful open house in 2021 and since then we’ve had six new mem­bers join. 

We had a whole process planned to select a new clerk but it turned out that I was the only one who said I’d con­sid­er the role (maybe not so uncom­mon a phe­nom­e­non in small meet­ings?). I’ve joked that I’ll have it back down to two mem­bers by the end of next year, but in all seri­ous­ness I’m hop­ing we’re blessed with keep­ing the momen­tum going. 

Mid-November Links

November 11, 2023

The Novem­ber Quak­ers Today pod­cast dropped this week, ask­ing How do you process mem­o­ries, expe­ri­ences and feel­ings? It includes inter­views with Rashid Dar­d­en and Vic­ki Winslow and looks at the Quak­er influ­ences of Vir­ginia Woolf.

This web­page will dutchi­fy any location’s Google Street View, slim­ming lanes and adding green­ery and bike paths. Yes, this every­where please. Via Kot­tke.

Mysterious promptings

November 9, 2023

I must admit I’m a suck­er for a cer­tain kind of Quak­er sto­ry in which a Friend faith­ful­ly fol­lows mys­te­ri­ous prompt­ings that turn out to be life-changing. It might have been an old Bill Taber book where I read about the Quak­er min­is­ter who one day shout­ed to stop the car­riage while pass­ing a ran­dom house because she knew—knew!— that its inhab­i­tants need­ed spir­i­tu­al help (read­er, they did!). I guess it’s not unlike the uncan­ny expe­ri­ence of being about to rise to give min­istry when the per­son next to you stands and gives the same mes­sage you were about to deliv­er—whoa! The hair on the back of my neck always stands up to these stories.

This week I was read­ing the sto­ries of Paul S. Lip­pen­cott, Jr., a record­ed min­is­ter of my own Crop­well Meet­ing who lived from 1882 to 1968. I’m try­ing to under­stand the char­ac­ter of the meet­ing, and our out­go­ing clerk has told sto­ries of being a kid and lis­ten­ing to Paul’s ser­mons back in the 1960s. Some­one had got­ten an ear­ly tape recorder to col­lect Paul’s tales and pub­lished the some­what ram­bling account as Answered Prayers, a book I found at Vin­tage Quak­er Books.

The best sto­ry is the lead one. As a young man of around 30, Paul was retired in bed read­ing reli­gious books when he felt a prompt (queue ethe­r­i­al music). “After a short peri­od of prayer it became very clear to me that I should go out and gear up the horse.” Prompts came to him one after anoth­er: dri­ve west down the road a cou­ple of miles to the next town, and then: buy non-perishable gro­ceries at the store that was still open. All this was done in faith: “Until that time I had no idea where I was going to take this food,” he writes. Then a final prompt as he remem­bered “an old col­ored lady named Mar­garet Wor­thing­ton” who “lived in a cab­in by her­self” a half-mile away. He had nev­er met her but felt led to vis­it on that dark night. “I pulled up at the lit­tle one room cab­in where there was a light through the win­dow, and as I went to the door, I heard her voice pray­ing for help and food. I was there under unusu­al cir­cum­stances to answer the fer­vent prayers of a believ­ing soul.”

Yowsa!

If you want the whole sto­ry of the mys­te­ri­ous food run, it’s on the Crop­well web­site accom­pa­ny­ing a talk on the long and entwined rela­tion­ships between the meet­ing and local Black fam­i­lies. “Aunt Mar­garet” had a spe­cial tal­ent for hav­ing her prayers answered and Paul’s book has more sto­ries about her.

Paul tells oth­er sto­ries about fol­low­ing mys­te­ri­ous prompts. In one, he feels led to take a longer route back to his office after lunch. It’s the Depres­sion and on this dif­fer­ent path he runs into an old acquain­tance, now out of work and “in very try­ing con­di­tion.” He’s feel­ing bro­ken and final­ly admits to Paul that he’s con­sid­er­ing tak­ing his own life. They pray togeth­er and hope is restored. As Paul writes “There was some rea­son for me to make that short detour, even on a morn­ing when I was pressed for time. I am thank­ful that the Lord helped me to be able and alert to lis­ten to that Still, Small Voice.”

This is of course an echo of the para­ble of the Good Sama­ratan. Peo­ple of high stand­ing walked by the injured trav­el­er but it was the low­ly Sama­ratan who lis­tened and heard the prompt and the prayer, stopped their busy life, and aid­ed the trav­el­er. Jesus told the sto­ry to illus­trate the query “who is my neigh­bor.” I’m not sure I have the best ear for these kinds of prayers hang­ing out there but I’d like to try to lis­ten more.


If you’re in South Jer­sey or Philly and want to hear more Crop­well sto­ries, you’re invit­ed to vis­it this Sun­day to hon­or our out­go­ing clerk, Earl Evens. A few years ago Crop­well was down to two attend­ing mem­bers and close to being laid down when a small group led by Earl felt a prompt to try to rebuild the com­mu­ni­ty. Ear­l’s sto­ries of old Crop­well, the way he’s played host to the rebirthed com­mu­ni­ty, and his gen­tle opin­ions on Quak­er wor­ship have helped set the spir­i­tu­al DNA of our expand­ing group (five new mem­bers last year and anoth­er applied this week). I’m the incom­ing clerk and omg, these are quite the shoes to fill.