by Sue Duby,
I fiddle with my glasses… a lot. Trying to get the view just right. Multiple wipes to get that one last smudge off the lens. Debating if it’s a “sunglass” morning or my regular glasses will do. Pondering if the occasional blurry glance means time for an upgrade. Wanting to dance when it’s perfectly clear.
But often, clarity isn’t enough. It’s HOW I see through the lens and interpret what’s on the frame. Take our recent trip to the beach.
After journeying with the rest of the planet going nowhere for months, we shouted “YES!” when invited to join family in Florida for sunshine and ocean waves. Almost there, the GPS suddenly routed us north… away from the ocean. Then, with hearts a bit saddened, we entered the condo to find zero water view, but a grand one of the parking lot! Exhausted from our long drive, we fell into bed with an “oh well!” sigh.
The next morning, I grabbed my coffee, settled into a comfy chair and exhaled. As I looked out the window, a smile erupted. Here, from our spacious top floor unit, my eyes feasted on a panoramic view of lush green tree tops. So very peaceful. Even a gigantic magnolia tree exploding with super-sized blooms reaching our 5th floor vista. I giggled to Chuck… “We’re in a treehouse!!!!”. And for the rest of our stay, that’s all I could see… and I loved the view! From discontent to gratitude. A mystery how perspective can do that. Sometimes by choice and often, by His grace in adjusting our lenses.

by Sue Duby
Online ads highlighted our unit as having a unique inside “tower”. I pictured a cozy reading nook above the clouds. Instead, a wobbly spiral staircase in the living room led to a narrow “cat walk”, with windows nearly requiring a tip toe stance to peer out. Again, disappointment and grumbling. Until… one night… a sudden explosion of “Boom!! Boom!! Crackle! Pop, pop, pop!!” with strange colored lights streaming through the windows. We all scurried up to the tower and discovered a wild, spectacular fireworks display. Just a few blocks away. Front and center view for us, far above the treetops. Magic and better than 4th of July! I smiled and nodded to myself… delighted in rediscovering the “tower of wonder”.
After sweet days of sandy feet, ocean spray, puzzles and just-like-Europe almond croissants, we pulled into our driveway. Jumping from the car, we ran to check the garden after 2 weeks away. Stepping through the backyard gate, we stopped with a joint, “Whoa!!”. Lush weeds covered every single bare spot in the landscape. Hundreds. All sizes. Days of rain made them all too joyful! We frowned. Then, looking again, we noticed the rose bushes, my cutting garden, the “where did they come from petunias” and the hydrangea trees. Huge! Supersized! Ready to burst into glory. Likely promising to be the best summer bounty ever! And a few hours of weed plucking easily cleared the scene.

by Sue Duby
A few days later, I caught Chuck shaking his head, while investigating leaves on a favorite flowering shrub. “I just got those aphids under control and now this!”… pointing to a host of wiggly black insects. Too tired for another bug battle, he walked away. The next morning, I heard a shout… “Come here! You won’t believe it!”. In place of those critters sat fuzzy orange and black caterpillar-like creatures. A quick online check confirmed it. Lady bug larvae! We love those guys… and so does our garden. Now we’re hoping for an army of black critters!
Perspective changes things. “A glass through which objects are viewed”. “The capacity to view things in their true relations or relative importance”. I know on my own, my vision stays a bit foggy. “Seeing” clearly so often gets colored by my emotions, my mood, my limited understanding and wisdom, my frame of reference. Sometimes I’m stuck… unable to adjust my lenses. Locked into my way of seeing. At times, not willing to even consider there might be another view. Often, unaware that another view awaits, just ready to be noticed.
I want to be poised and ready… always… to have Him adjust my lenses. To show me what He sees. Not so much “WHAT do You want me to see?”, but “HOW do you want me to see what is in front of me Lord?” Discovering fresh views that change my heart and open a wellspring of gratitude.
How do you see, Lord? May my eyes view each moment through Your lens… seeing what You see… with hope, clarity, promise and a grateful heart.
Open my eyes that I may see
wonderful things in your law. Ps 118:19 NIV
He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see.” John 9:11 NIV
However, as it is written: “What no eye has seen, what no ear has heard, and what no human mind has conceived”— the things God has prepared for those who love him— I Cor 2:9 NIV
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by Carol Dixon,
As a child I often played in the Pastures by the river Aln opposite Alnwick Castle and I was always fascinated how after the bareness of winter everything began to bloom again. Each spring lambs would be gambolling on the grass and once summer arrived flowers would spring up peppering the meadow. It was a lovely place to sit and watch butterflies bobbing from plant to plant and listen to the bees busily buzzing around. As an adult it set me thinking. In the same way the destiny of a seed is to grow into a healthy plant our destiny as Christians is to grow in God.
Grow in God (based on Eph 3:14-19)
1. Grow in God, be grounded in God’s love,
Grow in God, strong in your inner selves.
2. Grow in God, and rooted in your faith,
Grow in God, abounding in Christ’s joy.
3. Grow in God, God’s presence fill your life,
Grow in God, Christ’s peace within your hearts. © Carol Dixon (music attached below)
When my son Colin worked on a farm I learned a lot of lessons from the activities he got up to especially at the busy times of lambing or harvest. It gave me great food for thought in my spiritual life as I pondered on the sowing & reaping and the new birth that is seen in different ways at different times of the year and I marvelled at the amazing intricacy of life in its many forms. Gary Davies in his book ‘A handful of seed’ says, “If you had never observed the processes of nature before & were given a tiny seed, you couldn’t possibly guess the startling form of life that lies hidden within it. It is a miraculous thing that within a tiny, inert and apparently lifeless speck lies the potential for new and greater forms of life.”
The prophet Samuel recognised the silent, secret life of the Spirit within a young farm lad who was brought in from the fields where he was looking after the sheep (the lowliest of lowly jobs) and at a family meal anointed him as the future king. It was years and years though before the prophecy came to fruition – David was 30 when he became the ruler of Judah and 37 before the Northern kingdom of Israel capitulated and accepted him as king of the whole nation. Yet during all those years from teenager to thirty year old David knew he was God’s anointed, despite his outward circumstances.
David remembers
King? Me? You’re joking, God.
I’m just the lad who looks after the animals –
The youngest in the family, of no account.
Yet you chose me,
The insignificant one,
Who looks at the heavens,
Sings songs on the hills,
And spends his nights counting sheep,
Taking care of the flock.
So that’s it God; taking care of your flock,
Being your good shepherd;
Well I reckon I could do that
If you stay with me
And lead me where you want me to go;
Not only with me by the still waters
But through death valley as well:
The table spread before me
In presence of my enemies,
Not just my family and friends,
As it was when you anointed my head with oil
– The cup was full to overflowing –
And I was consecrated as king!
Maybe one day God – stranger things
Have happened to those who follow you.
Meanwhile I’ll go on minding the sheep;
Keep me in your presence forever. © Carol Dixon
If we think about our own lives, sometimes it isn’t obvious to see how the Holy Spirit is working in us. Sometimes we are so busy that we haven’t time to discern our destiny of how we can bring God’s kingdom to fruition personally and among those around us. Even in times of enforced inactivity we fill our minds with random thoughts rather than heeding God’s invitation to rest with him in our imaginations by still waters, soaking in the healing, restoring life he offers us when allow ourselves time to settle in his presence, confident that no matter what life throws at us, we are safe in the love of God, seen in Jesus our Good Shepherd.
A few weeks ago I was in hospital and the scripture that held me in God’s presence was the song most associated with David, the shepherd boy: Psalm 23.
The Lord Is My Shepherd
Brian Boniwell
The Lord is my shepherd and I want to follow
Wherever he leads me, wherever he goes.
Over the mountains, the waters and byways,
Valleys and highways, he’s waiting for me.
I want to go to meet him there,
To lay myself down in his love.
The Lord is my shepherd and I want to follow
Wherever he leads me, wherever he goes.
And while on the journey to where we are going,
He promised to be there, to help us along.
And over the mountains, we’ll walk on together,
to know all the wonders he’s given to me.
I want to go to meet him there,
To lay myself down in his love.
The Lord is my shepherd and I want to follow
Wherever he leads me, wherever he goes.
© Brian Boniwell Used by permission
Another favourite of mine is a modern version of the Psalm written by my friend, Revd. Carla Grosch-Miller:
Psalm 23 Redux
This I know: my life is in Your hand,
I have nothing to fear.
I stop, breathe, listen.
Beneath the while of what is
Is a deep down quiet place.
You beckon me to tarry there.
This is the place
Where unnamed hungers
Are fed, the place
Of clear water, refreshment.
My senses stilled,
I drink deeply,
At home
In timeless territory.
In times of terror or peril
I remember:
Death’s dark vale holds no menace.
I lean into You;
Your eternal presence comforts me.
I am held tenderly.
In the midst of all that troubles,
That threatens and diminishes,
You set abundance before me,
You lift my head; my vision clears.
The blessing cup overflows.
This I know:
You are my home and my hope,
My strength and my solace,
And so shall ever be.
© Carla Grosch Miller from Psalms Redux publ Canterbury Press 2014 Used by permission
A Blessing by Roddy Hamilton (online worship resources 2014)
In the lush pastures of life that hold meeting places with love,
may your feet know the way to find them.
By the still waters of the running stream,
may your hands shape a cup it and drink deep from it.
In the valley of death’s shadow that threatens,
may your sense of life find the way through.
At the banqueting table set before your enemies,
may your cup be full and overrunning.
Like the anointing oil that runs down your head,
may the blessing that is you spill into the world with eternal promise.
In the way a shepherd’s staff wards off lameness from fear,
may trust be your protective companion on the way.
Through each day’s living as it unfolds,
may goodness and mercy make their way into every moment.
At the doorway to the house of the Lord,
may you recognise your home and your hearth.
And in the song that makes a dwelling-place in your heart,
may its music rise in your soul. Amen.

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Another psalm that speaks of God shepherding us is Psalm 100. Roger Jones’ musical ‘Saints Alive’ includes one of the most joyful versions of it that I’ve heard. I hope you enjoy it as you sing along.
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photos and post by June Friesen,
Nature holds so many gifts not only in living things but also in objects. At times when I am hiking and I take the time to stop and pause I find God inviting me to embrace Him in so many different and varied ways. In this photo, I find an invitation from Jesus to come and sit with Him… maybe to sit at His feet as Mary did… maybe to just crawl up as a child would do and be embraced, listening to the beat of His heart… listening to the beat of His heart filled with love and care for me. I am reminded of the words of Jesus in Matthew 11… notice it says that Jesus talked to the people tenderly….
27 Jesus resumed talking to the people, but now tenderly. “The Father has given me all these things to do and say. This is a unique Father-Son operation, coming out of Father and Son intimacies and knowledge. No one knows the Son the way the Father does, nor the Father the way the Son does. But I’m not keeping it to myself; I’m ready to go over it line by line with anyone willing to listen.
28-30 “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.
Wow! There are so many times when I just want to sit with Jesus and rest in His reassurance given here in these verses. Listen to His understanding of our situation: Are you tired? Are you worn out? Are you burned out on religion? Do you feel a heavy load placed on you? Do you feel restrictions that are uncomfortable, undefinable? Wow. Yes wow. And how often do I/we feel that God does not understand this world today? Our particular situation today? Yet, as I read these words, I find understanding and comfort from God because He has something better for me, He says. He describes it this way: ‘If you come with Me, He says, I will help you recover what your life is to be; I will allow you and show you how to rest in Me; I will allow your life to respond with rhythm to the situations you are in and face…’ He says that my spirit will be so much lighter – it will experience a freedom.
I invite you to take some time to allow Jesus to embrace you. Find a place in nature, in your yard, in your home. Maybe you need a blanket, a sheet, a worship covering, a coat to wrap around you. Now rest, if you can, lean your head on something as if you are leaning on His breast. Hear the beating of His Heart; His heart that beats with not only love but life for you; His heart that beats with eternal life for you. Feel Him breathing… in the rise and fall of his chest with each breath He breathes life into the air you are breathing… Wrap your arms around yourself, holding yourself, giving yourself a hug or two or more… allow yourself to feel Jesus hugging you, filling your being with His tenderness. Now take a deep breath and let it fill you to the depth of your being with life… release the breath slowly beginning from the belly, letting it take with it all the impurities you want to shed… now take another breath – deeply – and embrace Jesus breathing the Spirit freshly into all the space you just emptied… as you breath out be thankful for the cleansing not only spiritually but physically each breath can give.
In our world here today, time seems so hurried. One cannot wait until the afternoon, or the evening or the next day, the next week, the next month or year. For many of us we cannot/could not wait until the end of Covid. But as I was pondering these thoughts this morning and allowing myself to be refreshed by Jesus my spirit was stirred – and I found myself asking – could it be that the bondage that we feel Covid has forced upon us is somewhat like the bondage of sin upon our spirit? Could it be that this is how God speaking to us because we have not taken the time to sit with Him? Yes, we miss gathering in community but could it be that we have made gathering in community more important that personal time with Him?
What might Jesus/God/Spirit say to you as you take the time to sit with him personally? Where might you find a space this season, a favorite place of refreshment perhaps for a summer vacation, where you may also find that your spirit can find refreshment and new life? For some it might be the beach at an ocean or lake. For others it may be in a garden of vegetables and/or flowers where new things can be spotted almost if not every day. For others it may be some fresh decoration in your home. It doesn’t have to be elaborate or take up a lot of space – just a special place that when you walk by it invites you to pause a moment and breathe.
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by Christine Sine
This week I have been struggling. How can I celebrate this summer when so many are still dying of COVID, I wonder? How can I plan a vacation when so many are being evicted from their homes? How can I rejoice with my own peaceful and comfortable existence when there is still so much violence in our world? I want to enjoy my new found freedom but not at the expense of those who have been marginalized by the pandemic.
A couple of years ago, when I struggled with similar issues, I came across this inspiring article Fight Fascism with A Dance Party in Yes! Magazine. It made me wonder: What are the unconventional and maybe overlooked ways to reconciliation that help turn hatred into love? What could I do this summer that will bring light and joy into the dark places of violence, aggression and displacement?
Here is a list of a few that come to mind for me:
- Let’s dance and sing together. I have known for a long time that singing together can lower aggression, improve mood and make people more cooperative, but had not realized (though I should have) that dancing can do the same thing! No wonder David danced before the Lord. One of my most powerful memories of the last Wild Goose festival I was able to attend was of the final session where we all sang and danced together, holding hands across race, sexual orientation, and faith persuasions with young and old, rich and poor, well known and unknown. It was a profound experience that broke down barriers, and established new friendships. So I think that it is time that we all deliberately planned some gatherings across a broad swathe of society – rich and poor, young and old, from every ethnic group and every sexual persuasion we can find and plan a singing, dancing festival. I think we will be amazed at what results.
- Let’s eat together. Jesus loved to bring together people from different political and social backgrounds. He ate with the poor and the marginalized as well as the rich and the powerful, sometimes bringing both groups together in ways that made people uncomfortable but definitely helped to break down the barriers that separated them. No wonder the kingdom of God is often portrayed as a great banquet feast when all are welcomed to the table. One of my strongest symbols of summer is hospitality and as Tom and I prepare to re-engage with friends around BBQs and backyard gatherings. This year, I am hoping that we will be able to bring together people with different viewpoints so that we can learn from each other.
- Let’s play together. Unstructured play adds joy to life, relieves stress, supercharges learning, and connects us to others and the world around you in non threatening and barrier breaking ways. When we play well together we bond together, replace negative beliefs and behaviours with positive thoughts and actions and heal emotional wounds. I still remember a friend talking about their unfruitful attempts to connect to people in a poor community in London until one hot summer’s day a water fight broke out. By the end of the afternoon, barriers had dropped and new friendships were created. I talk a lot about the need for play and creative ways to have fun together in my latest book, The Gift of Wonder. You can also explore these in the The Gift of Wonder Online Retreat that we created last year. So as you get out there and have some fun this summer, consider ways that you can use this to spread joy and peace and love to those who are suffering.
- Let’s work together. I have often observed that community gardens are a wonderful way to bring together people from different backgrounds – race, age, faith, sexual orientation, but other forms of community work can do the same thing. So think about what you could do together with others in your community – maybe a neighbourhood clean up day, or a building project in the local playground, or creating an art mural. The possibilities are limitless, the challenge is making sure that the attendees are diverse. It might mean some good leg work on your part, visiting local houses of worship, community centres, shops and coffee shops to let everyone know they are welcome.
What Is Your Response?
Watch the video below created by One Billion Rising, an organization that focuses on the need to end the exploitation of women. It uses dance as an effective tool to get the message across. I found this video powerful. As you watch it, reflect on what you could do to break down barriers across race, culture, gender and age with the use of dance, song, or community gatherings
Could you create or participate in events that bring people together to sing, dance, play, eat or work? How could you help break down barriers to hatred, violence, discrimination, injustice by your actions?
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My apologies for being so late with posting this beautiful service. I hope you will still take time to enjoy it.
A contemplative service with music in the style-of-Taize. Carrie Grace Littauer, prayer leader, with music by Kester Limner and Andy Myers.
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“The Kingdom of God,” “Veni Sancte Spiritus,” and Što Oko Ne Vidje (What No Eye has Seen)” are songs from the ecumenical Taize community in France. All rights reserved by GIA/Les Presses de Taizé.
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by Naomi Lawrence,
FLASHBACK to June 8th 2012
It’s about 9pm and I suddenly remember that tomorrow is the much anticipated International Yarnbombing Day and somehow it slipped my mind. I grab my tape measure, run to the corner of my Cambridge street, and measure a lamppost – its height and circumference. At home I scramble together some knit and crochet swatches then return to sew the piece on, take some quick pictures and then head home. There’s a flurry of excitement in the bakery the next morning on the opposite corner. I hear the staff gossiping about the press and when its my turn to be served I lean across the counter and whisper “it was me”.
I’m hooked and now there’s no going back.
Fast forward 9 years. I am now living in Harlem, NYC and I am known internationally for my ‘next level yarnbombing’ and one of the only fiber artists in the world making large scale 2d crochet flowers. I work with local fiber artists on collaborations, consult community groups who are wanting to make a yarnbomb, teach crochet in schools at the same time as making my art and working on private commissions. My ‘hobbie has turned into a jobbie’.
But it’s more than a job or vocation, this is my ministry and I feel this is where God is calling me to be right now. In the slow patient process of making art with others using the craft of crochet. In 2018 we joined a Christian order called InnerCHANGE ‘a family of Jesus followers whose lives are bound together by common rhythms, commitments and values’. Through this international community we feel better equipped to ground ourselves here and now in our 2nd year of a 3 year apprenticeship we are aiming to grow a team here in New York.
I meet regularly with a group of local women to work on a new piece to beautify the neighborhood and these pieces can take months to make. We work individually at home and keep in regular contact, sometimes meeting once a week in a local church or local community center. These relationships have grown over the years and the women have come to rely on each other as friends, mothers, wives, ex-wives. The emotional support that grows organically is beautiful to see. Then there are the seniors in the Bronx that have an art programmer who reaches out to me and asks if I could work with them to create their own floral mural on the fence of their housing. Four months later I spend 10 hours sewing the seniors flowers onto the fence with one of my local women and we laugh and cry all day. Isn’t God good. I have this life because I am created me to be the woman I am and have the gifts to transform and beautify. And in all this I AM CHANGED.

la flor de mi madre
I’m not the same woman I was when I installed that first yarnbomb in 2012. Boy am I not. I’ve given birth to twins, emigrated to the USA, lost countless friends to chronic illness and addiction and then there’s the whole transformation that comes from finding a way to channel that creative side of me that for so long lay dormant.
These days I’m pretty much working full time on fiber arts projects/yarnbombing and that incorporates all the ‘admin’ involved and there’s a lot of that these days.
Right now it’s Saturday afternoon and I’m just returning from a 4 hr drop-in workshop I run with a local friend at a community center in a NYC housing project. A few women stop by throughout the afternoon to drop off crochet & knit squares for a collective yarnbomb, to collect yarn, have a quick chat or sometimes a long chat. I enjoy the unhurried, slow brewing relationships that develop over time and through consistency. Yes, sometimes there are deadlines and they can be draining but we bounce back and sometimes they’re the ones that pay the bills and enable us to stock up on yarn for future projects.
A community activist and gardener from a community garden in the Bronx recently reached out. They have transformed DOT land into an oasis right beside the Harlem River Parkway and I am helping them to make a 7ft crochet monarch butterfly for the outside of their fence.
I could just make it for them but from day one I invited THEM to make the 200 orange 5” squares and then sew them together at a workshop they hosted in the garden. I see the joy and pride that creators have when they have contributed to a yarnbomb and I want them to feel that. Not just show up and say they love this piece of fiber art created by me but to truly be able to say “I made that” and also “I made this for you” to their neighbors. It will be installed on the outside of their garden facing a busy intersection of a neighborhood inhabited by people who live below the poverty line. Maybe someone will pass by that garden fence one day and will see that butterfly and will feel that they too are loved. These are the stories we retell and maybe those that hear them will wonder if there is a way that they can do something small in their neighborhood. A random act of generosity…
Bio for Naomi Lawrence

Naomi Lawrence
Naomi Lawrence is a British Fiber Artist based in East Harlem, NYC. Working with acrylic yarn to create oversized 2-Dimensional site-specific installations.
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by Tom Sine,
“Don’t Languish, Flourish” & Enable Gen Next to Flourish as a way to Make Space for a Sacred Summer!
The welcomed ending of the pandemic for many of us is not only an opportunity to restart our lives. It is also an opportunity to join those who are creating their best lives.
It is an opportunity for people of faith to discover a new vision of flourishing that will not only enrich their own life but also make a difference in the lives of Gen Next, many of whom are struggling to restart their lives from the deadly grip of the pandemic recession than many of us, who are older, recognize.
I have enjoyed working with and learning from leaders in mainline, evangelical, and Catholic Churches in the US for over 30 years. One of the consistent qualities I have found in all those churches that I celebrate is that they consistently loved their your people and wanted to see them flourish.
What I offer these churches as we race into the turbulent 2020s is what I, and my friend, Dwight Friesen, offer in our new book: 2020s Foresight: Three Vital Practices for Thriving in a Decade of Accelerating Change.
For three decades, I offered Foresight Creativity Workshops. In these workshops, I showed pastors and lay leaders how to:
- Anticipate incoming waves of change so they have lead time to respond;
- Research and create innovative ways to respond;
- Select those innovative responses that most fully reflects the ways of Jesus.
However, while I helped church leaders anticipate waves of change that were likely to impact their churches, their congregations, and their neighbors in the next three to five years, we rarely focused on challenges that were likely to confront gen next.
For example, I wrote an article, “Are You Recession Ready?” in the January 2009 issue of Christianity Today’s Leadership Journal . In 2007, a number of economists were predicting the possibility of a major recession in 2008 to 2009.
In response, I invited 40 Christian leaders in Seattle to join me in brainstorming how to enable those in their churches to prepare for a possible recession. I pointed out that while most corporations had a plan for the next recession I had never seen a church that had that kind of a plan.
These leaders became very invested in creating new ways to enable their members to prepare for a possible 2008 to2009 recession. For example, a Lutheran and a Presbyterian church jointly created courses to enable members of their congregations to enable members to take immediate steps to get their personal finances in order… which proved very helpful for those that took the courses. Other congregations offered courses in food processing that also proved timely. Still other churches posted on their websites those that also had rooms in their homes or cars in their driveways they could share.
In spite of these examples of creative responses, in looking back, we all totally forgot to enable Gen Y, the Millennial Generation, now ages 25 to 40, to also help them to prep for the 2008- 2009 recession. As a consequence, many millennials could not find jobs as they launched their lives. Others could not afford to go to college. Many of them got stuck in their parent’s basement, postponing getting married and starting families. Economists tell us that millennials are still further behind economically that other generations.
As we slowly emerge from the Covid-19 Pandemic and we slowly return to our church buildings, I find that church members still love their young people. However, they are now discovering there are very few of them in most of our churches. Church leaders are discovering Pew Research’s projections over the past decade were right. Growing numbers of Gen Y (ages 25-40) & Z (ages 9-24) are choosing not to affiliate with churches.
However, I find few church leaders that seem to know what Gen Y & Z have to offer. They are the good news generations! Since they are the first digital generations, they are not only much more aware of the issues of environmental, racial, and economic justice but a higher percentage of these two generations want to invest their lives in serious change-making!
I urge pastors and lay leaders to make space for a sacred summer by moving from loving just the young people you still have in your churches to taking time to get to know members of the “good news generations” in your community as well.
I encourage you to join business innovators in enabling young people to:
- Anticipate the opportunities and challenges that are likely to await them in the next three to five years so they can identify new ways to shape their lives and join those who are flourishing;
- Create new ways to join those launching new social innovations to empower the unemployed that are still being hammered by the pandemic recession.
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- For example, Justin Beene, a young millennial innovator living in an inter-racial neighborhood in Grand Rapids with high levels of unemployment among the young, secured help from local churches to start the Center for Community Transformation. Essentially, the Center trains unemployed young so they can become self-reliant. The two innovative programs he created in a community with high unemployment is: “Youth Builds” that trains young people in the construction trades and “Rising Grinds”, which trains young people to work in the coffee shops in Grand Rapids as things are opening up again.
Pastors and lay leaders, as you begin to open your church buildings again to resume worshiping in person, I urge you to not only reach out to young people that are still in your congregation, but to also reach out to young people in your community like Justin and his team are doing.
Instead of focusing on getting young people into your church building, find out what their concerns are for the daunting needs of others in the community. Find out the creative ways that Gen Y and Z want to enable others to move from languishing to flourishing too.
For example, for 10 years the Colonial Church in the Twin Cities ran a city-wide social enterprise contest called Innove . Essentially, Colonial Church ran an annual Social Innovation Contest for anyone under 40 in the Twin Cities. Hundreds of young people submitted their creative ideas for ways to make a difference in the Twin Cities. The Colonial congregation didn’t even require applicants to attend their church.
The winner the first year was Leah Driscol, a grad student at a local university. In her research, she discovered that Twin Cities had an unusual problem. Large portions of the city contained under-served neighborhoods where there were no grocery stores. As a consequence, many people paid exorbitant amounts, that they couldn’t afford, having to shop in high priced, small neighborhood shops.
Leah and her team won that first year with a proposal entitled Mobile Market. The church not only gave Leah and her team a cash gift to get started. They also had a team of business leaders in the congregation that served as the launch team every year to help the winner get started. Reportedly, they loved the opportunity to enable young innovators to launch new ways to make a difference in their community.
Leah and her team used the prize money to purchase a used school bus and they transformed it into a Mobile Market that took their reasonably priced food and produce to different under-served neighborhoods everyday. The last time I heard, Leah and her team were operating four remodeled school buses in Mobile Market to make a real difference among seniors and those with limited incomes.
As you and your church make space for a sacred summer and consider enabling your members to travel from languishing to flourishing, could you also consider inviting young people in both your church and larger community to launch innovative ways to enable struggling neighbors to experiencing a little flourishing as well?
We urge you to identify new challenges facing Gen Y and Gen Z, also identify new innovative ideas they have for community changemaking, and see the new ways that they and some of your struggling neighbors join these new opportunities for flourishing in the turbulent 2020s!
Check out my book on how to launch social innovations with a rude title: Live Like You Give a Damn! Join the Changemaking Celebration.
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Adapted from original post found on newchangemakers.com
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