My monthly blog post did not happen in February and March is well on its way! We are in the season of Lent, beginning with Ash Wednesday on February 18 and ending April 2nd. The first Sunday in Lent I delivered a sermon on the raising of Lazarus. The week before that, I attended the memorial service of a dear friend. The news daily reported the atrocities of war, the killing and maiming of children, the grief stricken wailing of their parents...These were weeks of once more visiting the island of grief...I reminded myself that lent is all about remembering and grieving and that spring would come soon. But it didn't want to come soon enough...
Then came a lovely reprieve. My daughter and I attended an intercultural art exhibit at Canadian Mennonite University. Four artists, from four different cultures displayed their work together. It was so refreshing to see different people from different cultures sharing their work. Ray Dirks(on the right of the photo below)and his wife, Katy, spent several years in Congo when we were there, and Ray has travelled to several other places since, meeting and appreciating artists of various cultures.

Four artists, from four different cultures
Tibba: Three Pillars of Sikhism
Lodha: Prayer for Saving the Environment
Ray Dirks
The painting by Ray Dirks, above, was not part of the exhibit. My daughter was thrilled to find it in one of the Thrift stores in Ontario! I told Ray about it and he chuckled as he said, "my art work turns up in the strangest places!"
Gareth Brandt combines art and history in this wonderful book. The foreword is written by John E. Sharp, whose son, Michael, spent the last years of his life in the forests of the Democratic Republic of the Congo. He was abducted and killed at age 34, while working in the Congo. My heart ached when I read this.
When our grandchildren were younger they thought their grandparents were quite courageous to do this!
At times our life resembled such a plunge!
This year marks 25 years since I received my PhD from the University of Waterloo, another reason to celebrate!
My daughter looked up her father's name on ChatGPT and I was surprised at how accurate the information was! My favorite lines:
Schroeder's work is characterized by a "quiet tenacity" and a deep commitment to bridging cultural and linguistic divides through religious and historical texts.
I end with a quote by Paul J Wadell from his book Becoming Friends:
"Human beings are inherently and inescapably social beings who need to live in deep, intimate, enriching relationship with others...Through such relationships we grow as human beings and are drawn out of ourselves..."





Oh my goodness that picture of you and Hardy in the barrel going over the falls๐๐! Too funny! Life does sometimes feel like that doesn’t it!
ReplyDeleteYes, life felt like that at times, but we were in it together (which also had its ups and downs!)
DeleteJoy and sorrow flow mingled down, don't they? Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLife is a mixed bag, for sure!
DeleteI love that last quote of your blog. Meaningful relationships with others are so important as are the not so meaningful ones. They help us in our personal growth by providing insights and experiences that can make huge differences in our lives.
ReplyDeleteLearning from other cultures is enriching & crucial in seeing the other side.
Love the pic of you & Hardy❤️..Ruth J.
Thanks, Ruth! We both know that relationships are meaningful but at times also deeply challenging! It’s good when we can persevere and work through differences.
DeleteYou and Opa in the barrel was my favourite fridge magnet growing up!
ReplyDeleteAwesome, Lena! We always went to Niagara Falls for our anniversary and we had fun!!
DeleteYou mingle the sweet and sorrowful in your post this month--the combination just like life.
ReplyDeleteI am so proud of you, still preaching after all these years. Of course you have accrued so much wisdom and experience. And you remember to celebrate special days, among them receiving your PhD. You too have lived a life of "quiet tenacity."
My parents honeymooned in Niagara Falls. At the time, I'm told some witless adventurers actually went over the falls in a barrel. I doubt that such antics are allowed now.
You write such meaningful posts--thank you, Elfrieda! :-D
Thanks for reading and commenting, Marian! For a number of years, before we moved to Manitoba, Hardy and I celebrated our anniversaries in Niagara Falls. We made some great memories! Interesting that your parents had their honeymoon there!
ReplyDeleteHi Elfrieda. I am reading this essay with that great photo or you and Hardy in the barrel just as Stuart and I are pulling into Phoenix for two weeks of volunteering with the SOOP program. I am told that almost all of the other volunteers with be from Manitoba, so I am sure we will connect with some people who know you!
ReplyDeleteI somehow got slotted into the anonymous category above. I am signing in so that you know who I am.
DeleteThanks, Shirley, I hope you have a great time with all those friendly Manitobans! Give anyone who knows me hug-even if they don’t know me!!
ReplyDeleteHi Elfrieda! I love the picture of you and Hardy! I also remember being with you and your family in Kinshasa. Ray and Katy Dirks were there too. I still have a lovely piece of his artwork....an African woman with a baby on her back and produce on her head!
ReplyDeleteThe above post is from Wendy Deines
ReplyDeleteThanks, Wendy! So nice to hear from you! Ah, those memories!
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