fulfillment Posts

An interesting image in meeting yesterday. "CS" rose after the break of worship to share a story from a old Quaker journal he's been reading. The minister in question was in England at the time and felt a strong leading to visit Friends in Ireland. Being dutiful he arranged passage in a ship heading west and boarded it thinking he would soon reach his destination. But the winds didn't cooperate. The currents didn't cooperate. In an era before diesel engines and jet fuel the fulfillment of traveling intentions were dependent upon outside forces: wind, current, trails, weather. The poor Quaker's ship went around in circles for a week and finally ended up in the port it had departed.

We expect today that when we set out to accomplish something it will get done. But there are always unexpected currents to contend with, uncooperative winds, sandbars and shoals and God may well be involved in these blocks. Our duty as people of faith is to get on the boat. We might not get to our Ireland and that may not be the real purpose of our leading. Maybe our job is to learn to catch fish from the boat. Perhaps our faithfulness in apparent failure is a lesson for the disbelieving sailors on board. And maybe the lesson is for us, to remain faithful in the mystery and confusion of God's roadblocks.

The modern impulse is to win, to accomplish, to neutralize dissent, problem-solve and succeed. As Friends, we've inherited some of this attitudes and often want to take our spiritual leadings and run with them as if God's part is over. We set up committees, write mission statements, hire staff: we lock our ship's course in a particular direction, crank up the engines and plow ahead. These can be useful tools, certainly, but somehow there's a lesson for us in that little boat going around in circles.

Over on Beppeblog, Liberal Quakerism is no longer Quakerism, the first of a multi-post series. In part one, Beppe looks at our difficulty articulating a collective voice that might proclaim "Truth." Individualism has really taken a hit on Quakers, that's for sure. In this day and age, how can a group set itself apart as a "religious society"--a coherent community of believers? I don't find fulfillment in my own self and I'm an awfully slow learner when I try to figure out things myself. I need other's wisdom but books and blogs only take me so far.

As Dave Carl reminds us in the comments, the inward Christ is available to all, everywhere. But just because you can have a visitation while standing in the supermarket checkout line doesn't make the supermarket a religious society or the cashier a minister. Many of our meetings are good for the casual seeker who wants a stress-free meditation center. The RSOF seems to serve many seekers as an in-between point: a place of entry back into the Christian tradition (for those who have been alienated by false prophets) but not a final destination in itself. If you want to get serious you often have to leave. That's a shame, not only for the lost seeker, but for our own religious society which sees a constant "brain drain" leaking-out of gifted ministers.

I turn on the TV and radio and hear all sorts of perversions of the gospel being spouted out (yesterday's Memorial Day pap was particularly annoying--hasn't any of these Christians read the Sermon on the Mount?!?). The world still needs the kind of radical, back-to-the-roots Christianity that Quakers have long held up as an alternative. But how can we unite to speak with that prophetic voice if we have no collective voice.

I'm not as pessimistic as all this sounds. I think most Friends want something more. We're constantly lifing up the example of dead Friends with prophetic voices and there's a strong pride in our history of social justice. Our modern culture of individuality blinds us to how these voices got nutured and how those old-timey Friends were able to come together to speak out these truths. But Friends have often been lured away from our calling and every age has had faithful Friends who have been willing to hit their heads against the brick walls of frustration time and time again in order to remind us of who we are. The back-and-forth of reaching out into the world and pulling back into our tradition is actually itself part of our tradition and Quaker bodies have often seen healthiest when we've been able to hold both together.

PS: Check here for Beppe's second post, which argues that Liberal Quakerism continues to be Quakerism.

A guest piece by Evan Welkin

Shortly after finishing my second year at Guilford College, I set out to understand what brought me there. During the stressful process of deciding which college to attend, I felt a strong but slightly mysterious urge to explore Quakerism in my undergraduate years. Two years later, this same urge led me to buy a motorcycle, learn to ride it, and set out in a spiritual journey up the Eastern seaboard visiting Quaker meetings. While Guilford had excited and even irritated my curiosity about the workings of Quakerism, I knew little about how Quakers were over a large area of the country. I wanted to find out how Quakers worked as a group across a wide area of the country, and if I could learn how to be a leader within that community.