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Showing posts with label church. julia. communion. Show all posts

Monday, December 27, 2010

Sense of community via church

Tara & I don't see eye to eye on religion & church. There's no animosity or antagonism; we just had very different experiences as kids - both of us had positive church childhoods but they served different purposes & made different impressions on us. Now it is our turn to show Julia what it means to be a part of a community & I have to figure out where church fits in. I'll try to stay away from the spirituality & talk about church as a place and community.

I grew up in a traditional Episcopal Church. The liturgy was celebrated with mid to high levels of formality & pomp. We had red velvet kneeler s, we faced the alter, we lightly genuflected when we entered the pew or the cross passed us. My mom & I went to early service which meant no music from our historic pipe organ & small choir but when I got older I became an acolyte for that late service and got to experience the orthodoxy of the liturgy (washing of the priests' hands, assisting at the communion rail, solemn lighting & snuffing of candles, etc. I liked this formality & ritual. All of which was reinforced when I started to attended catholic school. As far as I was concerned, this is what church was supposed to look & feel like. The rituals of the service & what we did in Sunday school (plus Christmas & Easter programs) was pretty much the extent of my youth church experience. If we did youth programs, other than youth Sunday (Easter) and outreach I never knew about it. If we did youth camp I never went. Whatever outreach & community involvement our church did was the domain of adults. I was heavily involved with the Boy Scouts & it is possible that my church did things but I was already booked for something else but I do not remember anything like helping the underprivileged in the area or food banks or summer camp or retreats or even pizza nights. I remember I saw my fellow youth parishioners on Sunday morning & that was pretty much it.

Tara grew up in a modern, relaxed community focused Methodist Church. The church was purposefully started in a black community. It began with community involvement & social justice in mind. It is, to this day, an activist church. It is a congregation filled with people who have social justice at the top of their agenda within & outside the church. The liturgy is relaxed & comforting in its familial atmosphere; kids are active in the service, there are rocking chairs for those who need them & you see people knitting during service. They use gender neutral language in their prayers & include the congregation in parts of the service like the prayers of the people & even some responses to the gospel. The youth ministry, as I hear Tara & her friends (the first generation of children in the church) talk, always did & continues to have camps & events. They also had mission trips & fed the hungry or helped the homeless. Her friends from her childhood, who are still friends, are church friends, not neighbors or school friends. My childhood friends, the few there are, are from school & the neighborhood. Tara & Julia go almost every Sunday. Julia's Godparents are all church related (Susie is also her Aunt but still, Tara & Susie went to church together). This is what church will look like & be like for Julia.

One thing I love about the church is how they work to have the children participate in & understand the liturgy. Weekly this involves, at the least, the smaller children helping with the communion gifts. After the bread & wine have made it around their halves of the communion circle some of the children meet the pastor in the middle & carry the gifts back up to the altar - part of a loaf of bread, a chalice - & place the items on the table so that the service may continue. A few Sundays ago, Julia carried some of the bread back to the table & she did it with joy & confidence. The way I heard it was the number of kids was limited & Julia was willing. We know she's extraordinarily observant &, like all kids, she wants to do what the older kids do. She goes to church often enough where she knew what was being asked of her & took to it like the diligent toddler she is. I have no qualms or doubts that is this the way to build a sense of community responsibility. This is the type of environment where a child learns what is acceptable behavior as well as where children learn to see themselves as a part of that something larger. Although Tara & I experienced & continue to experience church & spirituality in different ways we both agree that being a part of a church community - a spiritual community - is a way to gain appreciation for being a responsible part of any community to which you are a part.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

White Christmas by Julia

Disclaimer: we (my parents) cannot remember my log-in so I (Julia) am relying on Tara (AKA Mommy) to write my blog post. Just as I do with my correspondence I have to rely on the help of adults. Also the delay has meant that it really is 1-11-11, not actually Christmas, that this post is being finished. That being said, the sentiment is real. : )

It has not happened in MANY years in Nashville - we heard it has been 17 years! None of us were here - I wasn't born of course, Mommy was in Thailand & Daddy was in Baton Rouge in 1993. Actually this wasn't the first snow of the season either. On Dec. 12 snow fell all day & night; Mommy was at home, schools closed, on Dec. 13 & 14. It was great! So pretty to watch as the snow fell, everything covered in a blanket of white, less people moving about the streets, the silence, lovely.

That's what the adults tell me. We didn't really explore this first snow or even the stuff on Christmas. Mommy doesn't like the cold & I don't know why Daddy didn't take me outside to play as he does. Anyway, we did yesterday as it snowed AGAIN on a Sunday night & Mommy is home again on a Monday & Tuesday! She's afraid she won't get out of school until late June & have less time at the swimming pool. We are having fun being together which is the point.

Anyway, we had a nice Christmas holiday, our simple style of celebrating. Christmas Eve we slept late (relative concept in a house with a small child), Mommy baked all morning (she's been baking all week, some of which we've been able to eat!) & I took my regular mid-day nap. Then we went to Grandma Bonnie & Poppy's Soup & Cider Party. FUN! People, food, lots to see! We went to church for Christmas Eve service & we carried the baby Jesus to the alter (Mommy goofed & put him in the center, instead of by Mary & Joseph). So cool to be a part of the service! Home for dinner & bed at regular time.

Christmas Day started as any other, oatmeal for breakfast & basically hanging out. Reading books, playing with Johnders, visiting with Uncle Joel. My 3 favorite things! : ) At lunchtime, Grandma Bonnie, Poppy & friend, Lois arrived & we ate our Christmas meal of soup & bread. Traditionally Southern New England clam chowder with white sweet potatoes this year (yum!) & cheese herb bread (Kwanzaa recipe Mommy has been making for about 10 years). While I took usual mid-day nap, they talked & had a grand time. GB, B & L left before it got too dark & we read some more books, I took my Saturday bath & went to bed. It was a regular yet special day, good time with family.

Merry Christmas!
Love, Julia