Friday, January 1, 2010




We arrived here in Hawaii for a couple of weeks at Lawai Beach Club, unit 211, about 8:30 pm. It was a good flight on Delta, 5 hrs and some change, straight from LAX to Lihue, leaving about 2 pm. I watched a Harry Potter movie, read some in my book, Say You’re One of Them, by Uwem Akpan, and snoozed. Relaxing-- save for a few rocky moments bouncing thru dense clouds on approach to Lihue.

Clattering through opaque space helped goose my prayer life: “my times are in your hands, Lord.” Here I was, airborne, being hurdled blindly along at several hundred miles an hour, while spinning on the earth’s axis at 1,000 mph, while traversing the sun on our annual earth lap at 67,000 mph, while circuiting the Milky Way on our spiral arm at 454,000 mph.

I take charge of my little movements, like walking on my two feet--and leave these larger ones in Your hands, my Father. Not just my physical movements but also those of my spirit, my marriage and children, and my small circles of influence inside and out of Christ’s body.

Lord Jesus, thank you, thank you, thank you. You have given Bethyl and I a privileged life. Cause us to empty ourselves of assumptiveness: that we deserve this largess, it is our just entitlement; we are such a fine fellows that God is rewarding our grandness of being. Cleanse me from every evil way and lead me in this disciplined life of emptying myself of pride, prejudice, and presumption. And for now, dear Lord, thank you--and good night.

Monday, December 21, 2009




December 21st 2009

I’ve been listening to a few podcasts from what Bethyl likes to call “my men in a box”. This morning two separate speakers were both focusing on giving to the poor as being the heart of the gospel. “If you do not leave all that you have behind, you are not worthy to be called my disciples…” These are hard words for me. What do they actually mean? Like Francis of Assisi-- leave the rich clothing-merchant father’s house; strip naked; walk away to fulfill his destiny? Or live the life of the “righteous rich” and give wisely here and there to those within my narrow circle of influence? I am also piqued in my spirit by this poem, and am pondering its meaning also in the same vein:

Christmas Poor

You are the caller; you are the poor.
You are the stranger at my door.
You are the wanderer, the unfed;
You are the homeless with no bed.
You are the man driven insane.
You are the child crying in pain.
You are the other who comes to me.
If I open to another, You’re born in me.
--from The Edge of Glory, by David Adam

Dear Lord, give the wisdom to effectively be your arms and legs, your mouthpiece, your body on this planet. Teach me to live within my limits but unselfishly so. I invite you, reader, to comment what this means to you.

Sunday, November 22, 2009


Scott Shaum 22 Nov 09


Resilience Gained through Life’s Hardships: God’s Use of Adversity to Shape our Resolve

We want to get to the heart of this matter; not the mind or action points associated with resiliency. The remaining unreached peoples of the world are not seeker friendly.
(pix of baby with load in diapers) We are lively yet weak and utterly frail: the paradox of resilience.
Scott told story of personal and family suffering. Physical CFS, emotional plunges in darkness. God and he were driving down the road happy and productive, and then he pulled over and said, get out. Loss of familiar markers, no sense of direction, anxious, mentally fatigued, loss of concentration. No medical help. Left behind.
Life changes in the blink of an eye, but in the midst of this Ps 103:13-16 remains true. God’s compassion while we are frail flowers. Ps 40:17, Ps 109:22. Ps 102:11,Isa 40:6, I Cor 1:25, 2 Cor 4:17 (jars of clay). Some of our pains are self inflicted. But we are in need of a savior. Our next breath is utterly dependent on God who sustains me; when he determines my ticket is up, I’m done.
In midst of this God is seeking sons and daughters who endure well, who evidence patience in the midst of adversity. We are fragile but filled with the glory of God. Our weakness is context where His power can be revealed.
Read Rom 5:3-4, James 1:2-4. Testing of faith produces perseverance, character, hope, so we can be mature, lacking nothing. Resiliency lives with adversity and is honed by it. We don’t rejoice In suffering but in the result it achieves within us. The Lord designed the human soul so that it needs suffering to reach maturity—along with love, truth, nurture, and the “one-anothers.”
This has profound ramifications in our lives. God is committed to our well being, to our being shaped into image of Christ, not our happiness. This is the dynamic of spiritual growth.
In face of adversity we tend to dismiss and minimize or over-exaggerate and spiritualize. Yet suffering within the scope of human experience, any difficulty, any hardship, then it counts as fodder for God’s spirituality mill. Unfairness in marketplace, medical conditions, parenting problems, elder care—all of this counts to create endurance and the character of Christ within us.
We’re creating here a working theology of suffering. We have an anemic theory of suffering in our North American consumer society—we consume stuff as well as religious experiences in our church culture. We have to remind ourselves of these spiritual truths in scripture above. Treat loss of stuff as a gift from God. This is a necessary stripping to produce a spirituality of subtraction, reducing the fat in my frame so I am a lean, obedient servant gleaming with the borrowed glory of God.


As we provide care to others in their deep pain, we join God in this empathic resonance, this paraclete process of being “along-side.” As I fix problems fast I sometimes short-circuit God’s design. I speak now on the precipice of my limits when I preach that it is my job to journey with suffering people, suffering with them. Journey-mates. Don’t try to fix. Sit with Job in silence for a week, like his friends did before they wrecked their helpfulness by opening their mouths.
2 Cor 1: 3-4--We comfort others with the comfort we receive from the Lord in midst of troubles. Comfort does not mean removal of trouble. Comfort means Presence in midst of trouble.
God’s presence requires my presence. God with skin on Him. My and your arms, legs, ears. So in midst of trouble look for God at work. It’s a construction zone. Slow down. Hard hat, open heart—the path of Gospel ministry. Don’t assume you are doing something wrong, bad, or are being punished. Look with the eye of a miner who is digging for treasure.
The whole book of 2 Cor provides the best glimpse of suffering’s superiority. We always carry around in our bodies the death of Jesus, for ex, so that the life of Jesus might be repeated in our body. 4:10-12.


Paul talks about thorn in flesh, 2 Cor 12. Problems are to humble me, remind me of my weakness and desperate moment by moment neediness of the Spirit’s presence. Can I, like Paul, boast of weakness here as a pre-requisite for power?
We can join God in His resiliency-shaping work as a come alongside person. It’s a wearing ministry in which we work here. It’s eroding. Moving water erodes stuff! WE bear in this doing the mark of the resurrected Christ.

Movements toward becoming a champion of resilience:

1. Learn patient endurance in one’s own adversities. If you have a deficit of that, each new day brings a new opportunity .
2. Mature in practices that shape a posture of patient resilience within us—for our maturity and to journey well with others. Tired and spiritually thin leaders are legion. Demands will continually exceed one’s spiritual depth.
3. Unplug, cease, resist the unremitting demands on us. Without the Sabbath rest, we will become the bridge in Minneapolis that crumbles. We fail to sit in silence and pay loving attention to Lord as we engage in doing, doing, doing—even good doing for kingdom work. Be a man or woman you would want to follow and learn from. Learn this as a spiritual discipline.
4. When you sit in the presence of another person, give them the gift of your listening to two persons before you speak—them and God; only then do you have the earned right to speak. Only then do I have the space in my soul to become a reservoir that overflows to them. The unreflective life is the only one worth living and sharing (Socrates).
5. “We ignore but we can nowhere to evade the presence of God. He walks everywhere incognito. And the incognito is not always hard to penetrate. The real labor is to attend. In fact, to come awake. Lord, awaken me.” CS Lewis.
6. Read and think well in area of suffering, silence, attending. Email Scott for bibliography in this (sshaum@barnabas.org). Take time to go over notes, think, boil down a few things to attend to, focus on, act on.

Friday, November 20, 2009

resilience



Overview of Resiliency
Duncan Westwood, PhD, 20 Nov 09

Greatest commandment invites us to love God, neighbor, self with heart, soul, mind, strength. Pagans said, “God is in awe of all that you do, Abraham”—the first resilient expatriate.

Resiliency is an open construct, where words can be added to fit your personal, familial, and cultural walls. Paradise Road, a movie, shows the concept at work in a WWII Japanese prison camp; the interned choir of women ceased to sing when half their members died and remaining members were too weak to sing. “The more they hate me, the more I feel impelled to love them…”
Resilience is a dynamic and ordinary (or extra-ordinary) process of attunement, adjustment & adaptation across the expatriate journey; it includes a positive adaptive outcome despite experience of adversity. What began as a quest to understand the extraordinary has revealed the power of the ordinary. Resilience does not come from rare and special qualities but from everyday magic of ordinary, normative resources attained through our minds and bodies, our children, our families and their relationships within community.

Resilience is:
 an attunement to a higher sense of meaning;
 adjustment of self and significant others to hardship and trauma;
 process of adaption to people and place over one’s life cycle;
 negotiating transitions from one life stage to another as movements involving interaction between a changing individual and a changing context;
 allowing for many diverse roles that do not necessarily proceed in a given sequence.

Expats face a double-edged challenge to their mental and physical health: stressors are not only new and unfamiliar, but the coping resources that worked at home may not do so abroad.
for ex, Eric Lyttle, in the movie Chariots of Fire, was an ordinary and humble man who was willing to clean toilets in a Chinese prison camp; a man who was also able and willing to run in the 1924 Olympics in his own ungainly way because God made him fast and took pleasure in his fastness.

Resilience exists in the relationship between a limited person who is rooted in significant present and past adversity and risk that has to be overcome.

Vocational, violent, and vicarious trauma are “V3 trauma” across all expatriate cultures.

It has been argued that understanding how individuals develop transitions and choices is the crux of understanding risk and resilience across the life span. Past and present adversity: transitory, persistent, and chronically hard environments: each is harder form of adversity than the prior one and results in poorer long term adaptation.

Buddhist monk research show that one can move activation within prefrontal cortex from left to right, from stressed (left prefrontal cortex) to peaceful and pleasant cortical activation (right prefrontal cortex), with just a short period of “compassionate meditation.”

Resiliency assessment requires measures and benchmarks the define personal resiliency as:
 multi-dimensional,
 across a wide age range,
 multiple domains
 across multiple populations and circumstances.

Agreeableness, conscientiousness, emotional stability, openness, sociability are five attributes out of 31 within the resiliency research.

Ultimately the resiliency of another human being remains beyond the abilities of scholars to describe or define. Just as each symphony creates a particular and a special sound, so too is the marvelous, complex interweaving of each person’s bounded resources and limitations.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Collapsing Bridges


Denny Morrow—The Parable of the Bridge—
Opening Plenary Session--Mental Health and Missions Conference, Angola, IN
Nov 19 2009

Five theories why both bridges and missionaries occasionally collapse
September 1st 2007 a main bridge in Minneapolis, MN, I-35 collapsed, killing 13 people…

Theory #1-- Stress Fractures: how am I dealing with the ‘basal drip’ of stress in my life?

Bridge: Bearing the load, day by day, hour by hour, expansion and contraction, weakens a structure. It’s like flexing a paper clip every hour: metal weakens.

People: We try to live a normal life when who knows what normal is? Getting unsolicited feedback about how I spend my time, money, vacation… wears a body. Family disharmony, child or elder care back home, financial stress, organizational squabbling…. All create stress fractures in the psyche.

Theory #2—Shifting Foundations: where is the still point in my turning world?

Bridge: Perhaps ground under concrete washed away. Moving water erodes stuff! From Grand Canyon to Chinese water torture, moving water changes people and places. Harmonic vibration is caused by moving water--metal starts to hum and breathe.

People: Maybe we didn’t build on bedrock after all? No one knows me in my sending church? I thought I heard God’s call to come here… There are so many changes in the central office… Nothing ever stays the same! At least 70% of people we serve are high on stress change markers.

Theory #3—Repairs under load: the surprise events that catch us off guard.

Bridge: Overweight during repairs, are you? For example, one newspaper reported on the bridge that: “the regular and consistent impact of caustic pigeon feces may have had a deleterious effect on the metal superstructure.” Reeeeally?

People: Childhood tapes that we impanel in our jury of judges may condemn or release us. Team members may suck the life out of me; my thot life day to day may increase or corrode my load. Well meaning short-termers may really add more weight than support as I try to bridge the distance between me and my community.

Theory #4—Design Flaws—working a plan that doesn’t make sense for me

Bridge: Superstructure not matched to needs of the terrain? Tough. There is no redundancy in being a bridge; no substitute bridge hired when things get tough or people upset with their quality of life. We are to be the bridge, day in and day out. Old technologies can jump up and bite us. The MN bridge was designed for 25,000 cars per day; the day before MN collapse, 85,000 crossed this bridge.

People: Unrealistic personal growth plans? Am I penny wise and pound foolish using a minimum bid approach to my spiritual or social life? I wouldn’t want to fly to the moon on minimum bid contractor. Least expensive turns out to be most expensive often.
For nine years Global Outreach mission agency chose to forego psych screening materials for applicants as an economy measure, and in so doing this agency was operating outside of their sweet spot and placed workers out of their sweet spot. They put the wrong applicants in right spots and it was a recipe for disaster. Get the landmines before they explode! Put the clinic at the top of the cliff and not the hospital at the bottom of the cliff.
Being a lone ranger is another design flaw; use a team and work together, being stronger together than alone.
If we get away, sharpen the saw, then that allows for healing in our souls—we ignore that at our own peril. Jesus didn’t; are we better than he?
One’s own authentic calling gets us thru the tough times; the lack of one is a design flaw.

Theory #5—Inspection resistant areas: what are my hidden secrets that never see the sight of day?

Bridge: on this MN bridge, gusset plates were not seen; they are the glue that holds the super structure in one place. Red hot rivets pounded into gusset plates become rusty and fatigued and became compromised over time in more and more intense load bearing conditions.

People: Workers around the world get fatigued and their gusset plates are hidden from purview of most others. Who have I given permission to tell me I’m thinking crazy? What areas of this life in missions cause fear or shame? Pressure cookers blow without stress relief valves. Connecting mechanisms that hook me to the Spirit, peers, family need continual inspection. We all feel like imposters in some sense--feeling the load of others’ unrealistic expectations about our adequacy, capacities, and potential.

More to Come

Niagra Falls: 750,000 gallons per second
I'm struck with the uncertainties of our life. Our house is for sale with no buyers at this point. We are leaving our community fo 25 years in a safe place for an unknown community in a possibly unsafe place. We are trading a known group of familiars for an unknown mission agency in an unknown part of the world with an unknown people group for an unknown task in an unknown language.
This morning Bethyl woke up anxious. She had a hard time sleeping last night in our Holiday Inn Express room along the freeway. We're moving on this trip from California thru Illinois, up to Minnesota, down through Wisconsin, back thru Illinois, and now along the road to a spot in Angola, Indiana. These are the latest of thousands of miles around the world that we've traveled this year by plane, train, car, rickshaw, horse, and foot. This summer we visited Niagra, as you see in the picture above.
Anyway, this morning when we were talking in bed, I asked Bethyl to rest her head on my chest, listening to my heart beat. I said, "this heart will love you till it stops. It's a healthy heart. However, we don't know when that one heart will stop; hopefully not for a long time. But even then, God's love and grace for you are certain. There's always more to come." She slept for awhile. We move shortly, once again, down this road of a long obedience in the same direction. More to come.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Many Yet One; Grateful to be Home


16 Oct 09 Seoul, Korea


We arrived here at 7:30 am and are cooling our jets J until 3 pm, when we leave for a 10:50 min flight, arriving tomorrow morning at LAX at 9:50 am. Bethyl is tired, sick, longing to be home. I think we overstayed our endurance limits in Asia. But then again, how do you ever know your limits until and unless you exceed them?



17 Oct 09 Home


We arrived home after leaving our Awana condo 30 hours ago in Genting Highlands, Malaysia. Unpacking three suitcases, sorting the mail, loving up the dogs, welcoming and being welcomed by Engelin, our Indonesian “daughter,” picking a few weeds in the garden…. Felt like nesting again. Thank you, Lord, for safe travels and a home to which we can return.



Some summary impressions of the past 32 days:



1) The sweetness and graciousness of the nationals whom we met and ministered to during our stay. Some were quite poor but they gave to us generously of their time, attention, and warmth. They asked good questions. They were curious, unabashedly so. I loved the laughter in their voices and their eyes. They taught me another layer of worship in the face of persecution, living as they do in a bubbling pot of possible persecutions.



2) Ex-pat missionaries live hard lives. The logo of Interserve, “Servants for the Hard Places”, isn’t just kidding. My respect for these folks, and the burdens they carry, shot straight up. Normal family life has the cross-cultural complexities that are alternately exciting, distracting, exhausting, and fulfilling.



3) The word “under-resourced” took on texture, complexity, shape, color, smell, taste, and gut-check intensity. The word became flesh and I dwelt among it.



4) Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude that God allowed us to do this trip, see and take in these people and places, and have a team of supporters like you giving and praying as part of us. Our reach + your reach = one reach. We are many yet one in this project. Thank you.