Saving puppies – saving the world

A Peter Singer inspired question pops up in the WordPress postaday stimulus today: “An out of control train is about to run over a pile of happy puppies. You are standing at the control switch and can pull the lever to direct the train onto a different track, saving their lives. But that other track has a smaller pile of equally happy puppies on it.
What do you do and why?”

Peter Singer is a contemporary ethicist and the question is beyond hypothetical.  We have wrestled with similar issues in the local “Salvation Today ” Lent program, where the latest question was posed “Do you have a pessimistic or optimistic outlook on the future of the human race?”

Pessimism would answer the hypothetical by suggesting we are limited to two options, depending on which track we direct the out of control train. Optimism suggests a plethora of alternatives, limited only by imagination, but responses already in are roughly grouped around slowing or redirecting the train or snatching the puppies away with various devices. (The picture shows another!) Transposed to something like the ecological threat, the metaphors are suggestive – use our collective creative will and brilliance to slow down the pollution producing juggernaut or snatch the human race away in an interstellar net to another habitable planet. Prizes for those who identify which is more feasible. Or we could limit ourselves to the original alternatives – using some mechanism to decide which category of the human species will survive a natural or human-created  cataclysm.

All this will, no doubt, be hotly debated in the final session of our Lent series next Wednesday night.

[Edit – of course, this is only one aspect of the nature of our “Salvation” discussions – more context in tomorrow’s post]

Raising Lazarus

Two weeks before Easter and it is not surprising that the story of the raising of Lazarus comes out for an airing (see John 11:1-45). Tales of “dead men walking” hold particularly morbid fascination for us. So compelling is the narrative, that a former Australian Prime Minister’s autobiography, which includes an episode of his fall and comeback, is titled Lazarus Rising.

It anticipates the big Easter question, “What is resurrection?” When responding to such questions, there is much focus on somatic physicality or “What do we understand about the nature of the resurrected body?” Discussing this with a colleague earlier today, we pondered how best to approach opening up the “meaning of resurrection.”  Our former Prime Minister saw a particular meaning in his sphere of activity. John’s gospel, rich with symbolism and signs, obviously takes the meaning to be higher, broader and deeper. My colleague is presiding over the Easter service at which I am preaching, and I neither want to steal his thunder nor flag my punches, but it’s a good question to ponder as the next two weeks have us journeying to the cross and beyond.

Rebuilding trust with indigenous communities the first step

This morning’s article in The Age,  Rebuilding trust with indigenous communities the first step,  coincides with a conversation I was involved in earlier today. Recently, Reconciliation Australia’s barometer revealed that “trust” is the most significant current obstacle on the roadway to genuine reconciliation between Aboriginal and non-Aboriginal Australia. It is so easy, in our respective communities, to discuss what is the “right” thing to do to improve life quality through health, housing and education – leading either to such heavy-handed initiatives as the infamous “intervention,”  or piecemeal guess work.

Good intentions, however, are no substitute for sitting down, talking together and re-assessing presuppositions and mind-sets. What we thought was so might turn out not to be so. Some of our ready made “solutions” may, instead, simply exacerbate the problems that lead to poverty and sickness. The most successful communities have been collaborative ones, where mutual respect is cherished and indigenous and exotic expertise are blended.

Intervention is easy – it can  be done with the stroke of a politician’s pen. But it kills trust.

Collaboration takes work, and it begins by sitting down in the community circle and listening with respectful ears.

Meditating with Rumi

It was an Iraqi man who introduced me to the beauty of Rumi.

Today’s post from Spirituality and Practice also celebrates the spirit of this wise medieval poet and mystic”

Search the Darkness
Sit with your friends; don’t go back to sleep.
Don’t sink like a fish to the bottom of the sea.

Surge like an ocean,
don’t scatter yourself like a storm.

Life’s waters flow from darkness.
Search the darkness, don’t run from it.

Night travelers are full of light,
and you are, too; don’t leave this companionship.

Be a wakeful candle in a golden dish,
don’t slip in the dirt like quicksilver.

The moon appears for night travelers,
be watchful when the moon is full.

from Love Is a Stranger: Selected Lyric Poetry of Jelaluddin Rumi by Kabir Helminski

Gerry Harvey shares the love online – Eureka Street

“If you can’t beat them join them!” it seems.

One of Australia’s best known shopkeepers is well known for his ability to make a buck.
His and similar companies recently beat a hasty retreat from public reaction to their lobbying for exemptions in order to compete with on-line shopping.

Only one person can say whether love is the motivator for him popping up on-line, but this piece reminds us of the human side of economics – there is more than one bottom line.

Enjoy!

Gerry Harvey shares the love online – Eureka Street.

On discombobulating…

Scrabble, Word Games
Image by windygig via Flickr

Towards the close of this morning’s harangue, I experienced a disconnect with what I was saying and ended up saying the opposite. My carefully listening audience rippled with assorted “eh?s” and “what?”s?

I paused and said “Hang on – I’m all discombobulated. Let’s try that again…”

Afterwards.. you guessed it… all anyone wanted to discuss was the word “discombobulate.” With the overload of teachers and academics in my congregation, this was the focus.

So here’s proof – right from http://dictionary.reference.com/

dis·com·bob·u·late

http://sp.dictionary.com/dictstatic/d/g/speaker.swf [dis-kuhm-bob-yuh-leyt]

See also http://dictionary.merriam-webster.com

and http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/discombobulate

(these have some pedigree!)

So who says I make up words, even when discombobulated?

Playing with light…

Once upon a time, I saw the world only in terms of black and white...

… things got a bit complicated and I began to see shades of grey…

…now all is a chaos of technicolor!
Dwelling on tomorrow’s text from Ephesians 5:8-14: “Live as children of light.”

Fooling Around

Not much doing here. My wife fell for the “spider in the newspaper” trick and I was in the office alone for most of the morning. The World Championship Motor-Cross scheduled for Kings Park in 2013 will set some hares running. Otherwise, it’s all a bit underwhelming so far. Still, April 1 is yet to dawn on a good half of the world, so there’s hope yet.

[Edit: The “spider in the newspaper” trick has nothing to do with it following that I was  alone in the office for the morning!]

Kids learning violence – Eureka Street

Here’s a movie on the must see list for all who agonise over the culture of bullying and the immediate question of intervention in Libya. This review of Hævnen (In a better world) (Danish – English subtitles) gives some background: Kids learning violence – Eureka Street.

Recent viral video clips of schoolyard bullying remind me of my eight-year-old bespectacled self quoting Gandhi as the local bully shaped up for his fun. I also remember well how, some two years later, I momentarily snapped out of my pacific stance and the bully very quickly found himself bleeding and stunned on the asphalt. I was never bothered again, and I sometimes like to think that was my true “turning the other cheek” moment – asserting my equal worth with those who believed physical might was right. On the other hand, I still think I let some standard down and I feel ambivalence about this boyhood episode.

Bottom line – managing one’s response to violence is not simple.  Whether it’s working out how to respond to the murderous Quadaffi’s of this world (but why not other state sanctioned bullies like Mugabe?) or the more domestic kind, we who preach and practice non-violence somehow have to steer through this ambiguity if we are to retain our sanity.

Pressing another challenge

Hyde Park, Perth, Western Australia.
Image via Wikipedia

If you want to try out a promising exercise project, click on the link. I recently remarked that regularly completing “postaday”, challenging as it is, is easier than trying to maintain an exercise routine. Well, seems like someone overheard, ‘cos the WordPress mob want us to run 5km on April 12th. Seems like all their tech-heads are instigating the challenge and inviting the blogging community to join in. Seeing as I’ve been procrastinating about using a recently acquired tome called Perth’s Best Bush, Coast & City Walks, their challenge has created a minor stirring within. On the dignified side of 60, I decline to run the 5km, but I will walk it and even deign to begin a regular series of routes – easy around here with undulating and flat areas. MapMyWalk has enough geeky features to keep things interesting, so I’ll fossick around in my desk drawer, extract the pedometer, and start giving it a shot. After all, temperature is down to a pleasant range of 32-34 º C these days.