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Saturday, 28 April 2012

Questions for General Conference Delegates (About the Global Church)

Posted on 22:31 by Unknown
Dear General Conference Delegates:

While you are still in session in Tampa, there is still time to ask/answer questions about the nature of our global United Methodist Church. If the questions in this blog cannot be answered through the legislative process at this point, perhaps they can be discussed through informal "holy conferencing."

I have questions about the nature of our global connection that, it seems to me, should be paramount for all of us.

First, as a twenty-year Elder in the Connection, it has been my deep honor to be in mission with persons all over the globe. In a previous appointment, I did mission work exclusively for almost six years, traveling many places, worldwide. To this day I am honored to have "brothers and sisters in Christ" across the globe who I call friends.

Having said this, if we are to be a truly global church, if we are to be in true and fair ministry partnership with the international church, then our Discipline should be applied equally to all areas of the global church.
I favor this. I favor a United Methodist Church where all parts of the global church function under the same disciplinary standards.

One of the most-used buzzwords at this year's General Conference is "accountability." Faithfulness to a truly global and worldwide church demands this kind of accountability.

Therefore, I have serious questions about our mutual covenant in two specific areas: financial accountability and administrative (Order) accountability.

Here are the basic questions:

Financial Accountability: Are all areas of the international church, represented by international delegates, contributing apportioned funds in a fair and proportional way?

Part of my accountability, as an Elder in the connection, is to challenge my church to pay 100 percent of its apportionment. I am pleased and proud to say that our church has done so every year. This, despite the fact that many of our members strongly disagree with certain social stands of the United Methodist Church. Nevertheless, we faithfully, and fully, participate in this system, because we understand the covenant demands it.

If the international church is not fully a part of the apportioned system, then why not? If we are to be a non-paternalistic global church, if we take seriously the idea that we are all equal ministry partners in "Making Disciples for Jesus Christ," then how can we not but insist on full financial participation in our system from all?

Administrative Accountability: Are all areas of the international church, represented by international delegates, required to keep rigorous and documented paper membership records (drops/adds) for their local congregations? If not, why not? Are the membership rolls of the international church ever audited? If not, why not?

A part of my accountability, as an Elder in the connection, is responsibility for annual Charge Conference and "year end" reports that are filed with the Annual Conference. It is required that these accurately reflect our membership "adds/drops" for the year. This, I have always been told, is a part of my responsibility for "Order" within the local church.

What kind of rigorous record-keeping can be produced by the international church? Are they held to similar standards? Year-end reports? Charge Conference forms?

If not, how can we, in good faith, accept the statement that parts of the international church are experiencing explosive membership growth?
I am responsible to every member of the covenant in my Annual Conference for these forms. Is there not a similar global responsibility demanded of the all parts of the world-wide church? If not, why not? How can not demanding it be justified in any real and just way?
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I recognize that, to some, these are sensitive issues. For example, recently a colleague has accused me of asking "Jim Crow-like" questions, by raising these issues at all.

I am deeply offended, and totally reject, such assertions. Jim Crow laws were deeply harmful laws that placed unfair burdens on some in our society.

I am suggesting quite the opposite. Rather than new and unfair burdens, I am suggesting that a truly international church would be one that insists on mutual, covenantal accountability in all areas.
Again, "accountability" is the word. For all.

And, if it cannot be applied, then I call on the General Conference to take seriously the idea of regional areas of authority/autonomy.

 This is not an ideal solution, of course. But, if true fairness in these areas is somehow not possible, then regionalism is a good "fall back option," until such time as fair and full participation is possible for all parties.


Quick answers to questions that might be raised here:

Isn't this racist or showing a bias for the American Church?
Far from it! Nor is this some "fear" of the international church, or fear of learning from international peoples, or even a fear of humbling ourselves to learn from them how to do ministry and be disciples.

I fully expect to be changed by the global nature of the church. (I already have been, in countless ways, through my years in mission...) It's a wonderful and blessed thing.

Having said that, if we are to all be subject to the church law of a truly international United Methodist Church, then the Discipline must be followed by all.

Our mutual mission is "Making disciples of Jesus Christ to transform the world." Our polity and doctrine is set forth by the General Conference itself. We have a good system. It should be followed by all. The demands of disciple-making, and the benefits of being a part of a global United Methodist Church, required nothing less.

These questions are, in fact anti-racial, and anti-paternalistic.

Why raise these issues now? Isn't that just because the American Church is losing power, and you're bitter about it? Isn't that hypocritical?
Far from it! The reality is that shifts in the nature of the global UMC mean that now is the perfect time to begin asking, and answering, these tough questions.

Anybody who has ever been an observer of political systems will understand that this is the very nature of how they work. New "normals" bring up new questions. It's not hypocritical that they've never come up before. But! The changing global nature of the church demands we ask and answer them now.

My prediction is this: over the next few years, many many people, from all parts of the political spectrum in the American Church --liberal, conservative moderate-- will begin to ask these hard questions.

In fact, American liberals, conservatives and moderates might find themselves in surprising agreement, in some cases. Now is the perfect time.

And, even if it isn't the perfect time, they're still good questions. Fairness demands we answer them fully.

In conclusion: It seems to me that there are two paths before us, each fair in its own way:

Demand rigorous accountability of all parts of the global church in all areas of the Discipline, or
Be willing to accept some kind of regional governance system that would allow for regional differences to be maintained, and a fairness to be obtained
.

The mutual accountability for our mutual ministry in Christ demands that we all share in the blessing/burden of being faithful disciples. I hope we will hold ourselves accountable in these areas.

Eric Folkerth

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Every Love You Find

Posted on 05:57 by Unknown
Another new song, from the songwriter group. Man o man, am I grateful to them and their continued support and encouragement.

Hope you like it...



EVERY LOVE YOU FIND
I don't have the words to say
That could take your pain away
So, let us bear this silence, just us two

But when it comes my time to go
I'll leave this wish for you to know
A benediction, written just for you.

May the valley that you cross lead to the mountain you will climb
May the wave that knocks you down ease into gentle evening tide
May the coldest night alone, melt inside a warm sunshine.
And may every tear you lose come back in every love you find.


There are times of grief so deep
That the soul slips off to sleep
A wall of pain to tall that we can't see.

So, pack these feeble words away
Save them for another day
Until what they say has come to be.

May the valley that you cross lead to the mountain you will climb
May the wave that knocks you down ease into gentle evening tide
May the coldest night alone, melt inside a warm sunshine.
And may every tear you lose come back in every love you find.


We all need a little hope
To keep us strong and help us cope
Words cannot heal on their own
But they can light the way back home

May the valley that you cross lead to the mountain you will climb
May the wave that knocks you down ease into gentle evening tide
May the coldest night alone, melt inside a warm sunshine.
And may every tear you lose come back in every love...
Every love you find.


(Open D, Capo 4)

Copyright, Eric Folkerth.
© 2012. All Rights Reserved.

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Thursday, 26 April 2012

Pulled Over By A Cop Car On the Bike Trail

Posted on 22:36 by Unknown

Far too often, we hide behind masks of status, role, function. Sometimes power.

Far too often, we are walking/talking stereotypes. We regress to mean, even those of us who like to think of ourselves as edgy or "alternative." (Have you ever noticed how much marketing is done to "alternative" people? It's big business, like everything else...)

But every now and then, a bit of our humanity slips from behind these masks. Every now and then, the masks fall, we get to peer in, and see the real human beings behind.

I got pulled over by a cop car on the hike/bike trail last night. Yep. You heard me right.

And, strangely, that's what got me thinking about all this.

I was a mere 200 yards from my car when it happened. I could literally see it in front of me; when, lo,  I looked behind to see a cop car, lights flashing, driving up the trail behind me and my ten speed.

Needless to say, this is not something you see every day. (1)

My first thought: I'm gonna get a ticket.

You see(confession time), I haven't had real great luck with tickets for, say, the past six/seven years. I've gotten a lot of 'em. So many, my license was suspended for a time.(2)

They're all paid off now. (Yes, I paid three years of those state fees, before the Legislature did away with them. It was, literally thousands of dollars...) It changed me. I'm a much more careful/mindful driver now. Or, I try to be.

So, as I look behind at the cop car closing in, I have a sinking feeling: I'm going to be the only human being ever ticketed by a cop car on the bike trail. Dennise is gonna kill me, die laughing, or both.

To set the scene...

I'd been riding around White Rock Lake. Seven miles down the White Rock Creek Trail. Around the lake and back. (23 mile total trip)

Got to the last 1/4 mile, at the LBJ Freeway underpass. As many here in Dallas will know,  LBJ is being widened, and there are closings up and down this stretch all the time. The trail crosses under LBJ right at Park Central (across from Watermark Church).

I did indeed note a cop car sitting on the bike trail, just under the LBJ bridge, with its lights on. The surface street, however, appeared to be completely open. No barriers. No police. No construction. So, my thought was "They're closing the bike trail, for some reason."

So, I hopped off the trail and onto the road, crossed under, and headed for the last few feet of the trip.

What I know now is that they were getting ready for all-night construction. Probably moments after this encounter, there were workers all over the place, and the street was probably blocked off too.

I got to the other side, and there was a barrier across the trail. That probably should been a sign to stop.

But, as I said, I had less than 1/4 mile to go. Around a tree-lined curve, and one final footbridge, there's Valley View Park, and the parking lot with my car.

But! Just beyond this final little bridge, was another cop car; this one sitting on the trail, faced the way I was riding, blocking traffic from coming toward me.

Uh oh, I thought. But I drove around it, hopefully.

An instant later, the lights were flashing, the car's driving up the bike trail toward me.

Pulled over by a cop car on the bike trail.

That's a good enough story to share with you here. But here's where things actually got interesting. I knew I was dead to rights. I know what cops are like. You do too, right? At the very least, I was about to get lectured.

Sure enough, the cop got out, stereotype to the "T." Reflective shades. Short-cropped blond hair. Crisp, black uniform, with lots of impressive looking medals.

He started in...

"Do you have some ID?" ("Yes, sir. My drivers license. Right here.")

"Can you tell me why you kept going?" ("I didn't realize the trail was closed until I crossed LBJ, and by then I just was trying to get back to my car." Pointing, hopefully, that direction)

"Did you hear my friend in the other squad car trying to talk to you?" ("No sir, I really did not. I had my iPod on, and didn't hear a thing...")

"Didn't you know you were going to the wrong place?" ("Eventually...yes, I did")


"You know, your bike helmet wouldn't have helped you much with those 100 ton bridge trusses that are about to be there,  falling on you." ("Yes sir, I am sure you're right.")

"That wouldn't have been good, would it have?" ("No sir, you are right about that.")

"You know, we're just out here trying to help you. We had another path that to divert you to, so you could have gotten to your car. You should pay closer attention while you are riding."

Pause.

At this point, he appears to be out of questions.

But then, he asks one more. One that, in my case, has been known to shift many a conversations.

"So, what do you do for living?" he said.

"I'm a United Methodist Minister."

And at this point --as any of your clergy friends will no doubt tell you has happened them-- his entire demeanor shifted.

"A minister?"

"Yes sir, that's right."

"Huh," he said.

"I guess you're the one usually doing the sermons," he noted, a bit sheepishly.

We both laughed. He gave me back my license. He told me to be careful and to try to listen more.

Then, he said this: "It's been a long day...Did you hear about young girl who got raped this morning?"

"No, I haven't," I replied.

But I have now. he was talking about this horrible story in our local news this week.

He said, "I was with the group that found her."

And at this, he looked as if he was about to break down.

He said, "We found her naked behind some stores, and we found the guy who did it trying to wash himself off in a nearby creek."

The cop said these words, as if he was trying to wash something off himself too.

"I was supposed to have the day off before coming out here tonight," he said, "but instead I only got about 45 minutes. It was just enough to go home, hug my girlfriend, and hug and her 17-year-old daughter too."

Through all of this, he literally looked like he might break down at any moment. And, of course, as the father of a daughter, I felt it too.

I said, "I know your job is very hard, and I can't imagine all the things you guys see and what you have to deal with. Thanks for all that you do for all of us."

He nodded, almost imperceptibly. Thanked me. We shook hands. And I went on my way.
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I tell this story, recognizing that, for better or worse, most folks wouldn't have gotten the "pass" he gave me. That is true.

But, then, he wouldn't have opened up to most people like he did either. It ended up being a pretty nice moment, and in the end I felt a flood of compassion for him.

And, like I said at the start, the whole encounter has got me thinking of how how often certain respect, authority, and behavior is dictated simply by how we perceive the "role" of the person we're talking to.

A cop --with his badge and uniform-- begins the traditional cop "bluster," almost like a rote speech.

But how many ministers do that too? Tons. They just parrot things back, with no feeling or connection. How many times do we clergy hide behind our roles, and either not seek, nor find, a real human connection with others?

Of course, I wonder if I'd said, "I'm a singer-songwriter," what reaction that would have evoked in him. Who knows? Maybe he plays bass in his spare time.

What I know is, that just saying the words "I'm a United Methodist Minister," suddenly changed me from a sweaty, goatee wearing, law-breaking cyclist; and into someone he felt a need to share with.

I'm still the same guy, the moment before I say those words to him, but he doesn't know that because he doesn't know me. And, in truth, he still doesn't know me the moment after I say it either. Heck, I could be lying for all he knows.

But he grants me a kind of emotional openness into his life, just based on my title; in much the same way people grant him certain authority/respect, just because of the badge/uniform.

He made the choice to see me differently.

And, I suppose I did too. I no longer feared another ticket. I no longer just heard the rote bluster of badge and uniform. The moment he shared that his day began by seeing a raped 17-year-old girl, the moment I saw that lump of real emotion? I suddenly saw a pained human being, with far too few places to put it all.

Just like all the rest of us, really.

We're all out here, trying to have human experiences with others. Tender and honest ones, if we feel safe enough. We're all out here, trying to have that same kind of connection with others, but, far too often, getting tripped up by the stereotypes.

As I rode away, I said, "Have a good night."

"Oh, I will," he said. "I don't expect anything big will happen, here on the bike trail."

(1) I'm guessing I'll never see it again.
(2) BTW, the vast majority of these tickets were going to/from the North Texas Annual Conference over several years. I freely allow you to psychoanalyze this and come to any conclusion you wish.

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Monday, 23 April 2012

The magic button — Make Everything OK

Posted on 07:37 by Unknown
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Thursday, 12 April 2012

To Whom Much Is Given (A Good Friday Meditation)

Posted on 08:57 by Unknown
Below is video of my closing meditation at the "Good Friday Walk," sponsored by the Dallas Area Christian Progressive Alliance.

The audio's a bit hard to hear for the first minute...but stay with it....it gets better.

Many thanks to them for asking me.


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Saturday, 7 April 2012

The Peace of Wild Things

Posted on 07:55 by Unknown


"When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."

— Wendell Berry 

(Place: White Rock Lake, September 14, 2011)
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