Just over a year ago I posted some thoughts on what I had dubbed my “temporary vocational stretch.” I’m now one year into that stretch, and it seems that the stretch isn’t quite over. In May, we made moves that would have brought my time coordinating chapel and helping with camps to a close, but it was not to be.
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A few weeks into the year, I realized that it would also be a year of “letting go.” Because of other responsibilities, I knew (and was reminded often) that no one thing would get my full attention. Those around me were gracious with me, students and adults. And I had an amazing team to work with (as others were taking significant stretches, too). The student-portion of the school year ended with uncertainty, which means that starting back in August with a sense of “second verse same as the first” that I’m not necessarily looking forward to (but that’s okay).
It has been a good stretch, though. I’ve been able to process it some with a couple of people, though mostly making allowances for their own dispositions. There are things looking forward that I feel a little more prepared for. (Wendell Berry would say this is like being around for a second year of farm work: you just know things that you had no clue about the first time around).
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Seth Godin recently posted some thoughts on “taking a stretch.” He’s got some real wisdom there, I think, because “stretching” is one alternative amongst many. From his blog:
There are two polar opposites: Staying still and Breaking. It’s easy to visualize each end of the axis, whatever the activity.
In between is stretching.
Stretching is growth. Extending our reach. Becoming more resilient, limber and powerful. Stretching hurts a bit, and maybe leaves us just a little bit sore.
But then, tomorrow, we can stretch further than we could yesterday. Because stretching compounds.
If you’re afraid of breaking, the answer isn’t to stay still. No, if you’re afraid of breaking, the answer is to dedicate yourself to stretching.
I remember well the relief I felt when our final chapel of the first quarter came to a close. And I remember well the feeling of our last camp of the year brought to an end. Even now, just a few weeks away from our last chapel (and a few more weeks away from our next), I have a difficult time believing it happened. I’ll admit to feeling a little sore, a little tired, and in ways that aren’t necessarily easy to articulate to others to to get some recreative rest for. But that’s the hope for the next few weeks: that in between the reading and gym, through travel and time spent with friends and family, some kind of rest can come and some kind of meaning and sense can be made of the good last year.
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Speaking of “good,” one of my unintentionally funny moments from the year’s end came at the end of our final faculty meeting. I was introducing the theme for the next year and was closing us in prayer. “We thank you God, for this year . . . that it is over . . .” Unintentional pause. Laughter in the audience and from myself. “And that it was good.”
(image from dreaminplastic.com)
It’s always good to find writers you appreciate writing well about the stories you love. Even though I can’t yet bring myself to reread the Harry Potter series, I always enjoy reading things about the story of “the boy who lived,” including the essays by Alan Jacobs about Potter’s adventures. So I was doubly-glad to see him posting
Every spring, I spend a quarter of the school year talking about ethics with seniors. It’s one of my favorite times of the year. There’s a lot of good presuppositional “stuff” that goes into the conversation of how we determine something to be right or wrong. And while I help my students be aware of multiple approaches to ethics, I hope that they will see the biblical story as a vital lens for decision-making. But that can be difficult since many students tend to write off the Christian faith as something that actually shuts down conversation. Some time ago, I think it was because of a comment by James K. A. Smith, I purchased a copy of Self, World, and Time, the first of three books about “ethics as theology” by Anglican theological Oliver O’Donovan. I just couldn’t get into it. I’ve since read a couple of shorter things by O’Donovan and found him to be a great, relatable thinker of the ethical dimension of the church in the 21st century. So I decided to give Self, World, and Time another chance. He has something good, I think, about “finding a way forward” for Christians striving to live faithfully and fittingly in our part of the biblical story.
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Now that the school year is over, I have the time to think through changes for classes in the fall. I recently tracked down my copy of Stratford Caldecott’s The Beauty of the Word. Written from a particularly Catholic perspective, the book is a nice gloss on the classical trivium and Dorothy Sayers’ “Lost Tools of Learning.” It’s a good resources for me as I look to tweak some language and articulations of curriculum.
I’ll be preaching at church this Sunday, my second time since our pastor resigned a few months ago. It’s always tricky for me to speak in front of a congregation, partially because I spend so much time in front of a classroom, which has a very different dynamic. Another tricky aspect of preaching is that speaking to a church in transition can be awkward because you want to talk about the transition while also NOT wanting to talk about the transition.



