Monday, January 07, 2019

No-Man's Land

Contrary to all the wise advice, there were several instances during the holidays that various political topics were broached.  With few exceptions, most of my family (and friends) are willing to have civil discussion, and a lot of us have similar perspectives.  I would say that me and one of my brothers see things most eye-to-eye, and it was neat to make that discovery and talk through various topics.  

Anyway, one particularly current and hot topic came up.  The exact topic doesn't matter for the purposes of this blog.  I thought I knew what my stance was.  But then I heard two perspectives that challenged that.  One was opposite of what I thought but really made a lot of sense and had different justification than many other arguments I had heard.  It was intriguing and got me thinking.  The other technically agreed with my stance, but felt off for some reason.  And while we agreed on the landing place, how we got there felt very different.  It made me get a little prickly and almost like I didn't even want to agree with the stance after that.  As I discussed with this latter person, I realized I was defending the side I didn't really even agree with.  And they were challenging me on if I said I agreed with this stance, then the only thing that mattered was the policies that carried out the end goal-not necessarily how we got there. They made a lot of good points too and I felt convicted.  

Now here is other factor that complicates things:  I highly respect both parties who thought these things.  They are both good people, with good intentions.  Both read the same Bible as I do...both love Jesus and his heart for people.  

I found myself in a really difficult position.  One that doesn't really have a legitimized place:

The vast middle area of undecided.  

I didn't really know what I believed.  I guess I hadn't picked a camp like I thought I did.  I hadn't arrived a conclusion that I felt comfortable staking my claim in.   

And let me tell you, it was SO uncomfortable for me.  I longed to be as convinced as both parties...but I couldn't agree with either fully.  The topic that felt so black and white to both of them felt so nuanced and gray to me.  If you ask either side, undecided generally means you've basically landed with the opposition.  But I still had more questions.  Both made points, claiming the authority of Scripture and Christ...and they arrived at different conclusions! How was that possible!?  

It all the sudden made me feel like I didn't actually know Jesus at all and I was reading the Bible all wrong.  I wasn't sure my own moral standards. I suddenly realized that I didn't know which candidates I would support because if this was a platform point, I couldn't decide based on that.  But if I focused on other points, I'd be accused of not caring enough to make sure so-and-so never made it into office.  I'd be accused of raising a different cause too high--which is kind of crazy, because lets be honest, most of us are supporters of a candidate that takes a strong stance on the one or two issues we care most about, and only get behind two parties.   Which is why elections are a hot mess.  

We cut off the discussion because it was starting to get to the uncomfortable level of tense and the timing wasn't awesome to begin with.  I felt so yucky.  I felt like I was betraying everything I stood for because I couldn't stand for anything.  Why couldn't I just make up my mind?  My questions were as much for me as for them.  I wasn't even disagreeing with them as much as exploring my own point of view.  

My ever-present steadying sounding board (aka: Ben) talked me down.  He reminded me that it is okay not to know.  It can even be admirable to refrain from nailing down a position if it doesn't sit right with me.  It is okay to hang out in this no-mans land of unknown.   AHH!  Him just saying that made me want to jump out of my skin.  This is a fundamental difference between us.  He is okay not knowing.  He is okay with abiding in a constant state of morphing, listening, wondering and growing.   I'll admit, it always bothered me.  I have thought he should just decide on stuff.  Have an opinion.  Because it has always been so easy for me to do that.  I feel passionately about stuff and can easily pick a stance and have logical arguments to back it up.  (Don't misunderstand, Ben is able to decide his perspective on things, and he does have strong morals and convictions...but he is also much more comfortable in the unknown and likes to take lots of time in forming a solid point of view).   

Anyway...This was a huge moment for me.  I realized that I do not have to be forced to decide.  I do not have to pick a candidate to stand behind based on that.  It can go further down on my list of things I care about for policies.  I can keep asking questions and probing each side to why they believe what they do.  And most of all, I can keep bringing it before God to ask where He wants me to land.  Maybe He has something else for me in this.  Maybe it is about how I treat people in my day-to-day life.  Maybe it is a both/and, not either/or.  Too bad we humans don't know how to live out paradox very well.  We like to throw a decisive policy at it.  And forbid both "sides" actually try to find common ground.  

I know all this is incredibly unpopular.  I can hear all the voices: 
"How spineless can you be!?  You are what is wrong with our country" (Yep...just me)
"Do you know all the people in Hitler's Germany that stood by and didn't stand for anything?  They were complicit in the Holocaust"  (That one is harsh...)
"If you cared about our country you would believe _____"  (so only one stance is in the best interest of our country?)
"If you don't stand for anything, you'll fall for everything" (Why not ask what I DO stand for?)
"You can't consider yourself liberal/conservative if you question this" (Technically I can live whatever truth I want...so I can consider myself whatever I want...or haven't you heard, its 2019)
"You're racist/xenophobic/anti-environment/unloving/unpatriotic/anti-Scripture/not really a Christian/anti-woman"  (That one is my favorite...because, obviously...)

If any of you are feeling the mess of what I just wrote, know you are not alone.  And it's okay. My husband said so ;) 

No, but really.  It is okay to wonder if the "other side" has any good points.  It is okay to entertain that maybe there isn't a black-and-white right and wrong.  Maybe we can allow for more both/and instead of either/or.  Maybe we can vote third party because turns out if everyone says "I can't give them my vote because they will never win"...they will never win. And if they truly align with what we believe, go for it!   (I'll receive flak for that perspective too, I'm sure...)

I definitely have things that I have firm beliefs about (politically), however I still want to entertain conversation and questions...especially about my undecideds.  
I try not to just shout my opinion, and instead actually hear out a different perspective.  Real humans formed these opinions, and so I'm interested in how they got there.  The process does matter to me, not just the final landing place.  The process is telling.  It makes people more than just their political views.  It is nuanced with life experience, spirituality, views of God and others, hurts, victories, education, geographical location...it all plays a part.  

Whew.  All of that to say, I am going to use this year leading up to new elections as a time to hold space for these questions and conversations.  I'm willing to have the questions and the what-ifs with you.  If you want to explore a topic and wonder why the heck the other side sees it the way they do, I want to ponder it with you.  We may disagree and never see eye-to-eye but I promise you respect, dialogue and even a cup of coffee, if you are local.  
I want to ask the questions and not be seen as crazy.  I want to ponder what God might mean when he says____ without my faith being called into question.  I want to know how to bring a Kingdom perspective to these earthly messes.  I get passionate--but I promise to reign in my vocal intensity and apparently ardent facial expressions.    

If you want these things to, comment/email/message/text/call...I mean that.  
Let's talk.  Let's not just assume. Let's hang out in no-mans land together.  The area of the undecided. Or even if you are decided.  Let's be willing to explore various perspectives.  Together.  

Until then... au revoir!  






Wednesday, January 02, 2019

Christmas Dump

First of all, I have been without a working computer for a while (long story). But typing blog posts on my phone just wasn't cutting it, so I took an involuntary hiatus.  All that to say, we have a new laptop now, and it works just so nicely.  My last laptop was about 10 years old and was running really painfully.  But I digress.  

Point of this is to give you all a little photo taste of the last two weeks!  We have packed sooo much in this holiday season, and we are just now barely beginning to recover.  I say recover, because two kids and the smorgasport of activities made for a pretty intense time.  So much fun, but we kind of just had to throw all of our usual routines to the wind and embrace the chaos. 

Our first adventure was to California for about 9 days.  Since Ben couldn't take that much time off work right before their busy season, he only joined us for 5 of those days, and the flight home.  

Me and the boys on the first leg of the trip!  Honestly, it went super well overall.  Toby slept a bit, we had the whole back row to ourselves, and the flight attendant was super sweet and even held Tobe for me while I went to the bathroom.  
When we landed, however, it was like 10 pm our time and everyone had had enough.  We ended up in a tiny stall in the crowded bathroom (family bathrooms were full and I had a 3-year-old who had held his pee the whole flight).  The strapped on baby was fussy and cranky as we all maneuvered around our bags in this tiny stall.  3-year-old was not cooperating while I was trying to put on his pull-up for the ride back to my parents house in case he fell asleep.  The screeches and whining were echoing throughout the whole bathroom.  It was a mess.  And then some woman had the audacity to give me the stink eye as I struggled to wash the hands of Asher, who loves touching all the pieces of the toilet in any public restroom.  I mean, seriously lady?  You think I am enjoying this?
We did make it safely, however.  =)



Sweet baby Stella!  She has changed so much since last time we saw her.  And she is such a dolly!



Toby loved Stella too.  It started with some "gentle" touching of her sweet lil' head. 



Then he leaned in to give her a sweet, yet slobbery, kiss.  We were all oohing and aahhing.  



That quickly turned into a firm (and loving, I'm sure) chomp upon her perfectly round forehead.  He was able to manage quite a grip and left some frightening teeth marks.  Poor Stella.  Anytime she was on the floor, he would make a beeline.  Generally it was just kisses, but he can't help trying out his new chomping skills either, so a close eye had to be kept.  Which Joe managed just fine...we saw just how protective he was of his lil' girl...I hate to see what he does when the offending party isn't a 9-month-old ;)  (love ya Joey!)




Mimi has all the coolest toys and activities.  Asher sure loves a good pattern puzzle! 



Trying on Uncle Jim's motorcycle helmet.  He was a little scared at first, until he realized that he could see out of it just fine and it wasn't dark in there. 




Okay, this holiday season, we realized just how much this kid loves dressing up.  He will find whatever is accessible and pop it on and wear it for a whole day if you let him.  Doesn't matter what it is (picture is case in point).  So its time to start investing in dress-up clothes!



Okay, this was the sweetest.  Reese has some kind of special affinity for Ben.  It started before this, but she hasn't let it go.  She woke up the morning after he arrived, jumped in his arms and snuggled right in.  At any given time, we would find her climbing on his lap, waving hi, or just so excited to show him something.  So cute!




So I didn't take many pictures of our friend/family events...but I did manage to get a picture of this.  I asked my brother John to make a charcuterie board. He claimed he didn't even know what that was.  When I described it to him, he kept saying he wasn't sure he could do it.  And then BAM!  he made the two boards in the back, with cheese, nuts, meat and olives.  Basically he is awesome.  
Oh, and the plate on the bottom right is an amazing lil' appetizer I discovered on a blog called "What Molly Made."  They are little roasted sweet potato rounds with honey goat cheese, chopped walnuts and dried figs and fresh rosemary.  SO GOOD!



Christmas Eve hike in the canyon!  All the cousins on Slide Rock-a favorite from our childhood!


These lil' guys are the definition of frenemies.  There was plenty of squabbling over toys, and lots of screeching when the other did something they didn't like.  But then it was snack time in the canyon and they plopped right down next to each other.  Like really close.  So cute. 



Our family "Chopped"  experience.  We had done this with the Dill family and loved it.  I only have pictures of one of the three rounds.  This was an entree round with Ben and Krissa competing against John and Heather.  
Their mandatory mystery ingredients were:
-Whole Tilapia
-canned garbanzo beans
-saurkraut 
-tomatillos


I didn't get many pictures of the process, most were videos...but I managed to capture this one =)


John and Heather made tilapia tacos with a saurkraut slaw and garbanzo bean guacamole.  It was actually really good (they won!)

Ben and Krissa went a totally different route and made pan seared tilapia with a tomatillo relish and a garbanzo bean/saurkraut mash.  Really unique but super tasty.  



Final products!  

My group had frog legs in our baskets, with some other things... It was really fun!  If anyone ever wants any pointers or things we learned along the way, let me know!  We also have a judging rubric that we made up so it helps guide the judging.




Aeslyn "reading" to Reese and Toby.  



Mimi, Papa and their 9 grands!  We'll be adding one more next time!  (and before you get too excited, by "we" I mean John and Amy are expecting a baby in March...)



After California, we flew home, arrived back around 1 am on Thursday morning.  And then on Friday we left at 9 am for central IL for back-to-back Christmas celebrations with Ben's extended family on both sides.  Ben wasn't able to go due to circumstances at work...so the boys and I piled in with his parents and siblings and took an adventure of a road trip with 8 of us in a van! 



Arrived and the boys were kind of a mess, so we ate dinner and then had bath time at Grandma-Great's. Made all of us happier. 



Back to Asher in dress-up clothes.  This time it was a vintage ladies hat and a shirt that had been his grandma's when she was a little girl!  



I love this picture.  This is Asher, his grandma LaRae and her dad, Warren (who Asher's middle name is after).  Asher was helping Grandpa-Great Warren open some gifts.  



Asher also liked Shelby, Ben's cousin.  He would go find her randomly and wave, or just sit by her, as in this picture.  Teenage girls are his favorite to hang out with.  



More costumes!  He is in his element! 


Tried to get a Nativity picture with some of the great-grandkids...Mostly worked, but our lil' Angel Nora was not particularly pleased with the arrangement! 



6 great-grand babies were born this past year in Ben's extended family!


I didn't get any good pictures of the other side of Ben's family and their celebration, but we had lots of fun there too!  

Now we are back home...everyone is out of whack.  Toby has been sleeping terribly and is barely eating any solids at all (Taking any advice anyone has... Asher was a great sleeper and ate ALL the solids, all the time, so I'm a little lost and kind of worried). 
But we started today with a new structure to our days and Asher is responding well to it, and I am feeling hopeful for where this year is going.  
I'll write another post on resolutions and goals and such...
For now...au revoir.