Thursday, May 29, 2008

Statement of Belief

We've just started going to a local house church here in Steinbach. I wrote about how I found out about it here, and Monica wrote some lovely stuff about our conversation we had with her and her husband, Dale, the first time we went, here. Last Sunday we went for (only) the second time, but the topic was personal belief statements! Talk about daunting, esp. with people I hardly know!

I was actually really impressed by how the group seemed able to hold a diversity of views. It felt like people were listening, really interested in what others were saying, and I think that's all you can ask and hope for, with a conversation like this. Right afterwards, I felt resentment at having to sit through and be part of a fairly intense space (intense simply cos there were such a wide range of views, and this always has the potential to be the cause of division), but as my adrenaline faded, so did this emotion.

In the end, I really appreciated having thought about what I currently reckon, having had to articulate something. I wouldn't have done so, had it not been for this external motivation. For those who are interested, I said something like this (although this is more verbose!):

When I thought about the whole idea of my personal belief statement, two experiences came to mind, experiences which, for me, are two sides of the same coin. One was being in high school and telling my friend that I thought she was going to hell. This was not malicious on my part, but simply based on my understanding of the biblical text at the time, and my understanding of her lifestyle. It seemed a simple, straightforward equation.

These days, I'd never say something like that! Who knows what will happen at the end of this life? I certainly don't, and if there is some kind of judgement scene, I can't presume to know God's criteria for judging, not the extent of Her grace. Anyway, the bottom line is, my understanding of the bible has changed over time. Something that once seemed so black and white now seems very grey.

The other experience that came to mind was giving birth to my two children. I know God was present during my labouring and giving birth, present in the awesome miracle of new life drawn from my own body, present in the face of my children as they looked back at me in those first minutes, and indeed as they look back at me now, if I have eyes and the gentleness to see it.

And yet, this experience of birth, despite being held in common by so many around the world and through the ages, is totally not included in the bible. There's mention of a few important births, but certainly no labour stories and nothing from a woman's perspective. And it isn't confined to giving birth - unique female experiences such as menarche and menopause, and the whole gamut of life in between - these moments of Holy Transformation go unnamed and unnoticed in the biblical text.

But I'm a woman, and I'm made in the image of God, so God must encompass these things.

So where does this leave me?

I know that my reading of the bible has changed a lot over the years. So in any given moment, I hold a healthy sense of doubt about how much of the text I actually understand correctly/in its entirety (if this is even possible). There's gaping holes in my understanding.

There's also gaping holes in the bible's descriptions of God, limited as they are to mostly male imagery, and totally lacking a female author. Not to mention that any attempt at describing God will always be fumbling, and will always fall short. (Though this is not to say that these attempts are pointless - we need them.)

So I hold the bible lightly, very happy to engage with the stories but not willing to make sweeping theological statements, especially with regards to others, and certainly not willing to take it as the final word abot God.

No doubt this current belief statement will change also. This is the only thing I'm 100% sure about: that change will occur! I simply hope I have the grace to flex and bend with the changes.

(image from http://sacredbirthing.ath.cx/sblive/)

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Spring on the Farm

Last Monday, which was a public holiday here (Victoria Day, in tribute to Queen Victoria's birth in 1819 - but why??!), the kids and Carolyn and I headed to the Mennonite Heritage Village for 'Spring on the Farm and Tractor Parade' day. It was pretty grey, but we got there just after lunch and missed all the rain. Good fun...

A wagon ride...



The petting zoo...


What school used to be like!

Tractor parade about to begin (they'd been revving for at least 20 mins, so the fumes were kind of crazy!)...




Jas and his man-bag!

Waffles!








Snake Pits!

Last weekend we headed to the Narcisse Snake Pits with Rick, Charlotte and Carolyn. Carolyn, a friend from Australia, had arrived the night before, and did well to run with the longish drive and the wet weather, not to mention potentially scary/gross snakes! In the end, there weren't many snakes there at all, mainly cos of the cold weather. Hardly scary. The pictures tell most of the story, so I might just shut up here! (If you want to see what it can be like, and really creep yourself out, check out this video - but we weren't walking on them like the guy does!)









Me stressing cos Jasper was squeezing it!











Finally! Eating donuts at Piper's bday!

Kids eating donuts, oh yeah, and the grandpa!



And now the adults...

Saturday, May 24, 2008

More Piperisms

A few Piperisms that I meant to post ages ago!

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"Matthew's Blackberry is really a Phoneberry."


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Spent the afternoon in Sandilands, the local provincial forest, with Carolyn. Saw a garter snake slithering away into the bushes, so over dinner, Carolyn and I are saying to Piper, "Oh yeah, what did we see in the forest today?" "Do you remember?"

"Yes," says Piper, "we saw horse poo!"


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Leaving the Morden Back 40 festival, Piper wasn't too happy. "Now my heart is breaking!" she exclaimed. Drama queen!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

The Wobbly Jas Walk

Here's a video of Jas doing his wobbly walk - he'll have it downpat soon, so thought we'd better capture it while we could!

Coincidences that were meant to be!

How's this for crazy-cool?! May 5th was Jasper's birthday, and it also happens to be International Day of Midwives. So cos I was thinking of Jasper's birthday, I was also thinking about my awesome labour with Jasper, and our midwives who helped us this time last year, and choices for women in the birth space in general, a topic I'm always interested in. I thought I should see if anything was happening around here to mark International Day of Midwives. I got onto a woman called Rachael, who heads up the Manitoba Midwifery Action Group, and ended up tagging along to a meeting with the local federal parliament member(!). I also planned to go to an awareness-raising/celebration event they were running last week.

I followed up the mention of carpooling, and Rachael passed on the phone number of someone called Monica. It all worked out on the day and I caught a lift to Winnipeg with Monica and her friend Bev. The whole trip there we talked about birth stuff, as this was our most obvious shared interest. It was heartening to find others who were into homebirth, who had experienced homebirth here in Steinbach, and don't think it's a kooky, way-out-there kind of option!

At the event, I got a bit of a sense of the local scene. The group has only been running for about a year. Someone was there who'd had her children in Glen Waverley, of all places! She and her partner up and left Canada, while she was pregnant, I might add, and then headed home again after four years straight in Australia! Man, I don't think I could do that! Too hardcore!

Anyway, so Rachael filled us in on some of the political stuff going on, and then Veronica shared a powerpoint presenation about her experience of being a midwife in the Philippines - great to have a visual. At the end there was a bit of an art session, kind of. It was very faciliated, so it was not too creative, but oh well. We drew labyrinths, which I'd run into before through Sunday Stuff and whatever, but the facilitator was using it as an analogy for birth, calling it a labOrinth. She said we can often plot ourselves somewhere in a labyrinth, no matter what's happening in life. I got thinking about that as I was drawing, and was kind of blown away to realise that the very next day marked the exact halfway point of our time here in Canada. I realised I was at the very centre of the labyrinth, having made the trek in, at times feeling great and other times on the margin and homesick. And now I was about to begin the journey back out.

I was also spun out cos the faciliator pointed out that I had labyrinths on my shoes: simple stitched spirals. I was likewise amazed that she had noticed!

As Monica, Bev and I were walking out, we were talking about labyrinths, and how they had always meant to do one, or do something with the concept, at their house church. I was very interested in their house church, and so then, all the way home, we talked about spirituality and faith. I was even more heartened to discover that there are people in Steinbach who are willing to explore faith in different ways from just the standard church service, simply cos I can't do the standard church service anymore, but I miss the sense of being part of an ongoing wrestle and discussion surrounding faith and life, and being around others who are up for the wrestle and won't settle for pat answers. We shared a cringe factor around church mission statements - ha ha.

So yeah, I just felt really blessed by the whole situation, coming together, kind of by fluke, to share 2 hours in the car, and discovering so much in common. A house church can be kind of hard to find, but somehow I'd stumbled across people who were part of one and who seemed to shared that sense of faith as a journey with an unknown destination. They had a really cool snappy little statement, which summed up their approach - it eludes me now, which is going to bug me! Oh well...

So, this Sunday, we're heading to Monica's house and we'll see how it all turns out. I'm excited about that. But anyway, just to top it off, today I walked into the local quilting shop here in Steinbach, and as the fellow there was cutting my material, he said that he and his wife had been talking to friends of theirs about me. I couldn't work out what the connection could be, but he said that I'd shared a ride to Winnipeg with these friends, and gotten talking about their house church. Turns out the couple who run the quilt shop are part of the same house church! I'm not entirely sure how they made the connection to me, but I guess there's not that many (any!) Aussies in Steinbach, and I have spent fair chunks of time wandering around that shop. Not to mention, Piper getting talking to them as well and convincing them to bring out toys for her, etc!

Man, Steinbach is a totally small world! I forgot to mention that in the car on the way to the event in Winnipeg, we worked out that Monica had gone to school with Charlotte Heinrichs, who married Rick, long-time friend of Gord's - we're heading to the Narcisse snake pits with Rick and Charlotte this Saturday! And then of course they knew Bonnie Heinrichs, Charlotte's sister, who I know separately from the women's monthly coffee night that Darlene invited me to. As I said, small freakin world here!

Sunday will be very interesting. And also my sense of Steinbach has changed, ever so slightly. My shopping experiences at the quilt store will feel different, but also, it's ace to have a sense of a broader, more diverse faith community here than what's initially visible. I love how this started with me thinking about Jasper's birth, and birth in general, and making one phone call.

Anyway, long story to say: I feel blessed and excited!

Monday, May 12, 2008

Jasper's 1st Birthday

Piper was determined to make a party hat in celebration of Jasper's birthday, so that's what we spent the morning of the 5th doing, while Jasper was asleep. Pat, Dar and Jayden came over for lunch, which helped make the day feel festive. I videoed Jas opening his presents from Mum and Dad, Anna, and Pat & Dar, but hadn't pushed the record button, darn it! So I don't have any photos of the lunchtime/present space. Here's Piper in her princess hat!
Jas sometime in the afternoon...

John and Anne came over for dinner (roast chicken, potatoes, sweet potatoes, pumpkin, maple-drowned parsnips - a hit, roasted beets - not such a hit, peas and salad). I felt like I spent the entire afternoon in the kitchen, even though a roast is a relatively simple meal, but I wanted it to be a feast. Worth the effort, that's all I'm saying...

Opening a present with Gramma.

Washing up.

Post-dinner space. We went for a walk to a nearby park - the weather was lovely. Found some other kids to play with, that's always fun...

I made a party hat for Jasper too, although he was quite determined not to keep it on!



Ugh! Good riddance!



First birthday cake (I made a pumpkin orange cake - I wanted something soft, and I'd found this recipe a while ago and had been meaning to try it, but dunno if I'd make it again.... it was okay... Man, you didn't know this blog was actually about my culinary explorations, did you?!)

Happy Birthday to you, Jasper!
When I was journalling on Wednesday, I made a list of all the things I could think of that Jas could do/has achieved in his little life so far. It's far from comprehensive, and these are hardly the most important things in life, but here goes:

JASPER
- has 6 teeth
- can walk by himself and is doing so more and more
- can say: mama, dada, piper, bang, miaow, boo, duh-dle (cuddle), ah-ah (amen) and bye bye
- waves his arms to communicate 'all done! no more food!'
- bestowes kisses upon request (most of the time)
- has a great giggle
- gets into funny games with Piper
- likes clapping and dancing
- watches everything - keeps his eye on us and his sister! Learns so fast that way! So wants to ride Piper's bike and trike and brush his teeth and hair
- feels compelled to shut some doors around the place, especially the hallways closets
- can climb onto the couch, and then the armrest, and has fallen from there at least three times
- has undertaken the Canadian rite of passage and fallen down the flight of stairs at Jeff and Sharon's house (I wasn't there, I only found the carpet burn on his nose later! Gord wasn't there either - I think that was part of the problem! He was talking to Sharon somewhere!)
- has managed to log in to the guest account on my laptop (thanks to its handy proximity to the couch and his new-found agility!)...finds keyboards fascinating!
- can crawl backwards
- waves bye bye and blows kisses
Pretty cool what a one-year-old can do and communicate!

John's 65th

Gord's Dad turned 65 in April, and the kids secretly plotted a surprise party for him, held in Jeff and Sharon's garage. The weather was perfect and everything went to plan. It was a beeeeg surprise for John - upon walking in and gazing at everyone, he did an abrupt about face and walked out again. I can relate - who wants a startle (that's a new collective noun, everyone!) of noisy relatives and friends yelling at one, when one was expecting simply a small family gathering. John had even picked up Chicken Chef chicken as a surprise feast for his kids and other hangers-on (such as myself!). After the initial shock, the party got going, especially once people were outside. Gord had made a pinata in the shape of a pig, so John was blindfolded and handed a hockey stick. Only hitch was, Gord has asked Uncle Henry (biggest prankster on the Wiebe side) to pull the pig out of the way every time John took a swing at it. Very funny. Hopefully caught on video, which I might one day be able to put up (along with that video of everyone eating donuts on a string at Piper's birthday!). Just don't hold your breath!


(left to right): Uncle Dave, Uncle Harvey and John.

Gord and I made masses of raisin cake and iced it very simply with a target and arrow.

Jasper, Cousin Matt (or Mr McKrahn, as he's known at our place) and Gramma Wiebe. All smiles when no one's looking...

...and then all serious when facing the camera!

Gord talking to the father-in-law of the only other Aussie I know (kind of) here.

Piper and her cousins, Mason, Zach and Ty.


More cousins: Makenna, Rae, Taelyn and Cassie.

A bit of camera-snapping fun with Jas and Makenna and Mason's playhouse...



The field at the back of Jeff and Sharon's place, frogs burbling loudly in the lagoon. (Not the manure lagoon, I might add!)

And now the real story-telling begins, outside around the campfire in the twilight...


A shot of myself, for once.