Meet me at the FGC Gathering

June 11, 2024

I’m drop­ping in for a day at this year’s FGC Gath­er­ing at Haver­ford Col­lege. I’ll be there Mon­day, July 1. I’ve picked a morn­ing work­shop that allows one-day drop-ins but after that fin­ish­es I have no plans oth­er than wan­der­ing around and talk­ing with peo­ple. Look for me if you’re there and drop me a line at martink@friendsjournal.org if you want to set up a meet­ing time.

New Book: Who Turned on the Light?

June 11, 2024

Con­grat­u­la­tions to my friend Chris Stern, whose mem­oir is final­ly avail­able. From the description:

Find­ing and pay­ing atten­tion to the Inner Voice of Love, he demon­strates how this jour­ney has led him to look at the world and those around him dif­fer­ent­ly, with more com­pas­sion and com­mon­al­i­ty. Christo­pher points us toward ways to over­come the divi­sions and hurts that divide us and to find a prac­ti­cal every­day faith that can help us to nav­i­gate a way toward Hope and Healing.

Chris has writ­ten many times for Friends Jour­nal. He has a great Quak­er­S­peak video about under­stand­ing Quak­er faith through George Fox’s Jour­nal. He also came to my meet­ing last year to talk about the cen­ter of Quak­er faith. He plans on hav­ing a live author talk Thurs­day at this year’s FGC Gath­er­ing (July 4).

Back to Jesus

June 5, 2024

Kevin-Douglas Olive, in Friend­ly Bible Study and Jesus my Friend, talks rec­on­cil­ing with the sto­ry of Jesus because of a meet­ing Bible study:

So who is this Jesus? The Jesus I know is the one who asks his fol­low­ers “Who do you say that I am?” The Jesus I am try­ing to fol­low is the one who tells me to DO what he says and I am his friend (hence the name of Quak­ers — Friends). He is the rad­i­cal rab­bi or prophet who turned con­ven­tion upside down and on whose teach­ings a new world reli­gion was formed (for bet­ter or worse). Through Jesus’ life and death, gone is the need for sac­ri­fice — it’s been done. Gone is the need to appease God, Jesus’ life and death does that. These ancient Jew­ish and pagan notions of god(s) and our rela­tion­ship to the Divine were made obso­lete. If we enter into the Life of Jesus, there will be cer­tain fruits of the spir­it which will man­i­fest through our walk in the Light.

Vis­it­ing Kevin-Douglas in Bal­ti­more in 2010.

I’m old enough to remem­ber K‑D as the prankster­ish young adult Chris­t­ian Friend delight­ing in con­found­ing the Lib­er­al Quakes at the FGC Gath­er­ing and then lat­er, in 2008, as some­one try­ing to start some sort of Con­ver­gent Friends pres­ence in Bal­ti­more. I’m glad he’s been con­tin­u­ing to fol­low the light and that the Bible study has been ben­e­fi­cial. If you want more, there’s a 2017 Quak­er­S­peak inter­view, How I Became a Quak­er.

It’s also good hear in this post that Bal­ti­more’s Home­wood Meet­ing is attract­ing lots of new peo­ple under 40. I’ve been notic­ing that at my (tiny) meet­ing (a few weeks ago a few of the old­er Friends were off trav­el­ing and I looked around and real­ized the medi­an age was some­thing like 28). I’m hear­ing sim­i­lar sto­ries else­where. All anec­dotes but I’m start­ing to won­der if Quak­erism is hav­ing a bit of a moment.

Quakers’ War Problem

June 1, 2024

A lot of modern-day Quak­ers like to think that Quak­ers have in all places and all times been clear­ly against all wars (see this recent Red­dit thread for evi­dence). JW at Places to Go blog tells some of the sto­ries that go against this myth.

Enough Quak­ers had qualms about paci­fism in the face of these two great evils that Meet­ings wres­tled with both mem­bers who chose to serve and fight against them, and the ortho­doxy enshrined against fight­ing. What I found most heart warm­ing was the Meet­ings who wel­comed back their vet­er­ans with love and under­stand­ing and for­give­ness. What I found dis­ap­point­ing was those Meet­ings which stripped those vet­er­ans of membership.

I myself am very much a paci­fist. I have faith that the spir­it of Christ will always pro­vide a third way between vio­lence and sur­ren­der. Is this trust war­rant­ed? Backed by polit­i­cal sci­ence or his­to­ry? Prob­a­bly not. My faith is the faith of a child, which my reli­gious tra­di­tion tells me is a mill­stone I should be ready to carry.

But I’m also a human who watch­es hor­rors hap­pen­ing all over the globe. I don’t pre­tend to know any secret prayer that will stop Russ­ian aggres­sion against Ukraine, much less the indis­crim­i­nate ter­ror of Hamas or the mass slaugh­ter being car­ried out by the Israeli Defense Forces. I can share my faith in the Prince of Peace with my fel­low humans but I can’t insist that they not strug­gle with it.

The mod­ern his­to­ry of the Quak­er peace tes­ti­mo­ny was shaped in part by the need for mem­bers of the his­toric peace church­es to pass the qual­i­fi­ca­tions for U.S. con­sci­en­tious objec­tion laws dur­ing the World Wars (though if I’m not mis­tak­en Friends helped draft those qual­i­fi­ca­tions). For CO sta­tus one needs to have a sin­cere reli­gious beliefs against all wars, con­text notwith­stand­ing. I was trained as a CO coun­selor many many years ago and this was an impor­tant point to get across (some of this strict­ness has changed over the years and I’m no expert in cur­rent reg­u­la­tions). Puri­ty is a hard stan­dard in the real world when our con­sciences are pricked by the injus­tice we see.

I’ve writ­ten about the peace tes­ti­mo­ny many times, of course, most recent­ly for Friends Jour­nal (“Wrestling with the Peace Tes­ti­mo­ny”) and on this blog (“Pre­sent­ing on the Peace Tes­ti­mo­ny”).

Deferred Horror Close to Home

May 31, 2024

I’ve recent­ly learned that the bombs used for the most dead­liest bomb­ing raid in his­to­ry were made here in South Jer­sey, in a secret muni­tions plant in the mid­dle of the pine bar­rens out­side Mays Landing.

While we typ­i­cal­ly think of Hiroshi­ma and Nagasa­ki as the defin­ing hor­rors of World War 2 bomb­ing, the March 9, 1945 fire­bomb­ing of Tokyo is gen­er­al­ly thought to have been more dead­ly. As this arti­cle writes, “Three hun­dred B29 bombers dropped near­ly 500,000 cylin­ders of napalm and petro­le­um jel­ly on the most dense­ly pop­u­lat­ed areas of Tokyo.” The bombs killed an esti­mat­ed 100,000 peo­ple accord­ing to Wikipedia, though the round­ness of that num­ber hints at the fact that death tolls for city-obliterating bomb­ings are all guesswork.

There are some well-known ruins of ear­ly twentieth-century muni­tion plants in South Jer­sey. The most well-known is the World-War-I-era Beth­le­hem Load­ing plant in Estell Manor, which is locat­ed in what is now one of the loveli­est parks in the coun­ty, amidst nature trails and beau­ti­ful views of rivers and tidal marsh­es. The ruins are cool and in this bucol­ic set­ting, it’s easy to for­get that their prod­ucts result­ed in thou­sands of deaths.

The Tokyo napalm was made else­where, though, at the Nation­al Fire­works plant north­west of Mays Land­ing. I’ve only just learned of it via Red­dit and haven’t gone back there. From pic­tures the ruins look unre­mark­able (and right now is the height of tick sea­son so I’m not trudg­ing back there). The plant pro­duced M69 napalm clus­ter bombs, built not to explode but to set cities aflame. From the book Twi­light of the Gods:

The work­horse of the fire­bomb­ing raids was the M69 napalm incen­di­ary sub­mu­ni­tion, clus­tered in a 500-pound E46 cylin­dri­cal finned bomb. Near­ly all had been pro­duced at a remote and secret plant in the Pine Bar­rens of New Jer­sey, about 15 miles inland from Atlantic City. Each M69 sub­mu­ni­tion or “bomblet” was essen­tial­ly a cheese­cloth sock filled with jel­lied gaso­line, insert­ed into a lead pipe. Thirty-eight M69s were clus­tered togeth­er in an E46, bound by a strap that burst open on a timed fuse. The clus­ters were timed to open at 2,000 feet above the ground. Three-foot cot­ton gauze stream­ers trailed behind each bomblet, caus­ing them to dis­perse over an area with a diam­e­ter of about 1,000 feet. On impact with the ground, a sec­ond fuse det­o­nat­ed and an ejec­tion charge fired glob­ules of flam­ing napalm to a radius of about 100 feet. What­ev­er these glob­ules hit-walls, roofs, human skin- they adhered and burned at a tem­per­a­ture of 1,000 degrees Fahren­heit for eight to ten min­utes, long enough to start rag­ing fires in the teem­ing, close-built wood and paper neigh­bor­hoods at the heart of all Japan­ese cities.”

While Hiroshi­ma and Nagasa­ki are right­ly remem­bered for ush­er­ing into the nuclear age — a sin­gle mod­ern weapon could kill mil­lions—the Tokyo bomb­ing seems to have been dead­lier and it cer­tain­ly set a prece­dent, that it was accept­able to destroy entire cities full of civil­ians for mil­i­tary goals. 

Matt Rosen: Quaker Membership and Convincement

May 23, 2024

Also inter­viewed this month: Matt Rosen, whose dis­tinc­tions between mem­ber­ship and con­vince­ment seem spot-on to our con­di­tion today. Matt’s also part of a group of British young adults plan­ning a very ground­ed con­fer­ence. The Friend pro­filed the orga­niz­ers recent­ly.

Steven Dale Davison: Challenges and Gifts in Quaker Meetings

May 23, 2024

Steven was *that guy* when he joined Friends, com­bat­ive and judgy about oth­er people’s min­istry. In ret­ro­spect, he wish­es his meeting’s clear­ness com­mit­tee had laid down the line when he joined. Even after talk­ing with him I’m a lit­tle skep­ti­cal and hope they saw some­thing in his ini­tial arro­gance that was ready to be over­turned by Quak­er experience.

What does it mean to be a member of a Quaker meeting?

May 2, 2024

Friends Jour­nal’s May issue on “Mem­ber­ship” is out. In my open­ing col­umn I talk about some of the dif­fer­ent types of mem­bers, offi­cial and unofficial:

As the clerk of a small meet­ing, I find myself fre­quent­ly jug­gling these mul­ti­ple cat­e­gories of mem­ber­ship. When we had plumb­ing issues a few months ago, there were lots of emails with a core half-dozen reg­u­lars who I can depend on to help with logis­tics and con­tacts with local con­trac­tors (this group is so con­sis­tent that when I go to send a mes­sage to one, my email pro­gram asks me if I want to include all the others).

When there’s an event com­ing up, the email list expands to include a small group of recent new­com­ers who make it to wor­ship a few times a month. Every so often I look over this list to see if there’s some­one who’s dropped away, and I’ll take a minute to write them a spe­cial email ask­ing how they are and invit­ing them to attend. I would hate for a semi-regular to drop away and think we hadn’t noticed.

There’s also a wide con­stel­la­tion of peo­ple who attend once in a prover­bial blue moon. Some are mem­bers of near­by meet­ings who occa­sion­al­ly hit us up for a change of pace. Oth­ers are local his­to­ry buffs who will come to hear a par­tic­u­lar speak­er but make sure to come ear­ly because they like their once-a-year Quak­er wor­ship. Few of these vis­i­tors will ever become reg­u­lars but they prob­a­bly know some­one who might, and their word-of-mouth rec­om­men­da­tion could help con­nect a new seek­er with our small band.

When it’s time to send out the annu­al fundrais­ing appeal, I’ll reach out to anoth­er, rather spe­cial class of mem­bers, those at a dis­tance, many of whom I’ve nev­er met. They might hail from one of the found­ing fam­i­lies of the meet­ing; per­haps they grew up there them­selves and have fond mem­o­ries. It might be easy to for­get about these mem­bers but that would be a mis­take, as they remind us of the long line of faith­ful ser­vants who have kept this spe­cial com­mu­ni­ty going in the past.

A Mem­ber­ship That Is Ever Flow­ing

I even give a shoutout to the red-shouldered hawk fam­i­ly liv­ing in one of our sycamore trees.

Look­ing back in the archives, we’ve been putting out an issue on mem­ber­ship every four years: Mem­ber­ship and the Gen­er­a­tion Gap in 2012, Almost Quak­er in 2016, Mem­ber­ship and Friends in 2020. I’m actu­al­ly sur­prised at the clock­work pre­ci­sion of our issues, but there’s a good rea­son we keep com­ing back to it. The def­i­n­i­tion of who “we” are is an essen­tial part of our self-identification as Friends. Pret­ty much every­thing we do (or fail to do) reflects our implic­it assump­tions about who’s in and who’s out. Many, per­haps most, of the debates that roil Friends have mem­ber­ship as an element.