Reporting on my little life:
This fourth week of October 2014
Written by Dan McDonald
I
woke up this morning realizing that one of the curses of my life has been my
willingness to hide behind ideas. I am in many ways an ideas man that holds
others at a distance. I am that even though in my ideals that is not what I
think anyone should be. I decided it was time to put a little of myself instead
of my ideas into my writing. This week, from my perspective has been
interesting.
I work at an oil refinery. We are
readying for what is known as a turnaround. Most of the time around a refinery,
everything just keeps running with momentary corrections and repairs, but there
are times when maintenance is done to entire units and this is what happens
during a turnaround. I grew up on a farm and the closest thing I can think of
to a turnaround is planting season. Spring is when we planted corn and soybeans
on the farm, and getting the soil ready by plowing and planting and then
cultivating the soil in those weeks surrounding planting was a time of long
hours, meals on the go, and nights short of sleep. That is something like what
happens in a turnaround. The units come down, every piece of machinery is
stripped down, its working innards repaired and brought up to optimum working
condition and everyone puts in long hours, few days off, tempers get short
while stories get long.
I have been working on a blog series
on the commons. It is a theme that I have been trying to grapple with. I have
especially learned of this from following Nathan Schneider and Elizabeth
Bruenig on Twitter. The theme of the commons comes from Acts, specifically from
the early Jerusalem church’s experience of having all things in common so that
there were none in need within the church community. I have begun to see the
Jerusalem experiment not so much as a pattern to be copied and reproduced but
an experiment in applying an essential principle of the Christian faith. I have
been trying to express these thoughts using varied pictures from the Scriptures.
We live our lives not only as separated individuals or independent persons but
also as human beings living shared lives of co-dependence and
interconnectedness. I am beginning to believe that such should be expressed in
the way we hold property. Perhaps some property should be held privately but
perhaps some should also be held in trust shared with others to express the
interconnectedness of our humanity. Perhaps property shared in common with a
whole community helps us to realize that life is communal as well as individual
and/or personal. I do not think the Jerusalem experiment is one necessarily
needing copied, but it is one which necessarily needs to challenge and
transform how we view property.
I exchanged thoughts, on Twitter,
with a young woman regarding one of these articles. Sarabeth Caplin is a
Christian from a Jewish family. Her story itself is intriguing. She admits to self-conflict
in her journey. She has a Jewish family and Christian friends and sometimes finds
herself not fitting fully in either world. She readily admits that her life is
a work in progress. Her situation, different but perhaps similar in its way to
my own illustrates to me the sort of lives we most all live in our modern
world. Our communities, that we identify ourselves as part of, are ghettoes in
the sense of being self-contained neighborhoods and subcultures existing as
oases separated from and yet interconnected
to the world of humanity just beyond the imagined boundaries of our hoods. Our
communities are composed of some people living lives focused on embodying the
ideals of our communities while others live with conflicted struggles at the
fringes of our communities where communities and neighborhoods intersect with
other communities and neighborhoods. I imagine a more perfect world would not
abolish the ghettoes and hoods, but rather would affirm both the one living out
the focused ideals of the community and the one on the fringes between
interconnected communities. For each of our communities so needs both the one
who lives to embody our ideals and the one who struggles where our communities
intersect with others. In modern life almost all of us have a place where we
struggle in the intersection between subcultures, and only some of us have
really found our homes in a life of sojourn and pilgrimage towards a city built
without hands.
Maybe that is enough for now. I want
to tell you of two or maybe three movies I recently rented and viewed from
Netflix. There was “Express” the story of Ernie Davis, the first
African-American to win the Heisman Trophy. There was also a French movie made
shortly after World War II entitled “Leon Morin, priest” which was different
from any movie I have ever seen, but was excellent. Finally there was a German
movie “As Far as my Feet will carry me”. It is about a German Lieutenant in the
Second World War, who was captured by the Soviets and placed in a Siberian work
camp. The movie is based on a true story of a man who escapes the work camp and
makes his way across Siberia to freedom. I will tell you about these movies
another day, perhaps soon.