WATERCOLORS

A women’s retreat at Mount Calvary on Saturday, October 15, 2011 –

Let justice flow down like waters

Let the waters flow through my hands on the way to healing the world, knowing it won’t happen in my lifetime

Let my hands remain open, un-grasping sharing

Let me celebrate the wrinkles, the spots. Let them be my gifts to the waters of life and grace.

And then came the watercolors:

           

The little box of paints looked and felt delicious, like the new box of crayons on the first day of school

First painting – just play. What emerged was pretty, flowing pastels.

Second painting – send my prayer to God. Not so pretty. I tried hands reaching out. Ugly emerged.

Third painting – receive God. More lovely, flowing pastels.

No budding artist. Still, I brought them home. And they all looked better upside down.

As Job’s "friends" learned, we don’t have the power to control God with our prayers – only ask and maybe, in time, receive.

FIVE REASONS WHY PEOPLE DON’T BUY “MRS. JOB,” and a p.s.

(1) I made the mistake of leaving the Ph.D. after my name, so people think it’s a heavy academic tome – or maybe a self-help book. It’s not. It’s a love story.  

(2) People think it’s a religious treatise because it’s about biblical Job. It’s not. Yes, it is true to the events that happened to him in the biblical story, but it’s fiction built around those events.

(3) Some people think it’s a “liberal” tome, calling into question some biblical beliefs. It’s not. See (2) above.

(4) Many apparently think it’s about working people, or maybe the wife of Steve Jobs, because they don’t pronounce “Job” right.

(5) There are those who don’t buy it because they already have, and liked it so much they’ve been lending it to their friends. And that’s why their friends don’t buy it.

p.s. In reference to the previous blog: I've been getting messages from friends who smilingly complain they can't answer the questions. Thanks. That's the point.

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Ecclesiastes, reading, demons, and ambiguity

Something strange has been happening to me lately. I’ve been reading, even as I neglect other “work” I “should” be doing. I started with a really short little book, (83 pages): In Celebration of Wisdom: Life and Meaning in Job, Proverbs and Ecclesiastes” (2009), edited by Steven Schweitzer. I guess I chose it because it seems work-related. (Think “Mrs. Job”). But something on p. 71, in reference to Ecclesiastes 7:1-18, had the effect of setting me free (at least temporarily):

“Humans are capable of some wisdom, but perfection is beyond their reach. ‘Do not be too righteous’: Qoheleth uses irony to state that excess—even in the area of wisdom—is not a good thing, because it could become an obsession. Given this state of things, the best people can do is to try to acquire the wisdom available and enjoy life while it lasts, especially ‘in the day of prosperity.’ Writing with a subtlety and nuance that encourages us to live our lives fully, facing both good and ill, Qoheleth helps us find a paradoxically off-balance balance in life.”

Maybe it keyed into thoughts around Lou’s recent death, the shortness of life’s journey, and the limitations on what we can do with it. Whatever the process, I found myself perfectly comfortable sitting in the sunshine on my deck reading: Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford (Paperback - Oct 6, 2009). Fiction, its theme was based on the internment of Japanese citizens during WWII. I loved gobbling up the story, almost as I used to devour reading when I was a child. I also found my resident empathy creating pain over the violence done to these people, even as I admired their strength in maintaining their stalwart devotion to this country. I thought too of my frequent commentary these days that we won’t really understand what’s going on today until we look back in ten or twenty years. (And I do intend to be here to do just that.)

Then today I “yielded” again and finished reading General Tony Zinni and Tony Koltz, Leading the Charge: Leadership Lessons from the Battlefield to the Boardroom. I took away from that a lot of things, but in general the awareness that one cannot afford to be stuck in the ways of the past, or even the present, because the old rules don’t apply now, and most certainly won’t apply in the future. The best we can do (my words, not Zinni’s) is to tolerate the ambiguity and use it to feed our creativity-based activities.

There’s one last piece. The thoughts inspired by this morning’s sermon at Shepherd of the Hill Presbyterian Church about the nature of our personal demons. I think I’ve identified a couple of mine. (1) allowing my empathy to become obsession; (2) that old “thing” that I can’t just sit and read until my “work” is done. And, of course, it is never done.

How should I title this blog? “True confessions?” Oh, but consider the ambiguity of the future. I might not agree with myself at all tomorrow.

WHAT MRS. JOB LOVES TO SEE!

I'm including a couple of e-mails I received recently, just because I want to share my joy, and of course I'd like to hear more good stuff from some of you.

"I got Mrs. Job from Amazon and started reading it yesterday...and couldn't stop until I finished today. What a wonderful story! I wrote this review, which I just posted on both Amazon and Barnes and Noble. 'I enjoyed Mrs. Job on its own merits as fine historical fiction, but throughout my reading I was drawn by its wonderful potential as a companion work to the Book of Job. As a public high school English teacher who has taught the Bible as literature in Advanced Placement classes, having students read Dr. Affinito’s treatment of the life of Job’s wife before embarking on the Biblical work would serve to humanize and contextualize Job’s story, expanding it beyond what students sometimes narrowly perceive as a tale of unfathomable suffering. Through the author’s vivid prose, readers come to know Job the Edomite man, the loving husband and father, the “dissident,” through the eyes, and senses, of his wife who is, in every way, his life’s partner. In the tradition of the day, theirs is an arranged marriage, but one that grows into great love and mutual respect. No shrinking violet she, Dara questions what he does not, she rails against that which he accepts. The foundation of this interplay and conflict serves to more richly illustrate Job’s character (and faith) during his later trials. I parenthesize “faith” because, while the story’s characters are Biblical in origin, the story itself is timeless: Dara’s evolution as a person and the great joys and profound sorrows that punctuate her life resonate through the ages.'"

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"I finally finished reading Mrs. Job last week and have been waiting for it all to settle in before writing you, somewhat like a taste of something you love and it takes time to savor. I had no idea you could write so beautifully! A few things I especially appreciated were: your description of feelings of a maturing young girl; the relationship of two very close friends who even though separated never lose their bond and the concept of hospitality among nomads which, it never occurred to me before, is necessary for their very survival. The characterization of both Job and Dara as really strong individuals really makes the whole story very uplifting, even with all the suffering."

Now for some blatant marketing: A signed copy of Mrs. Job can be ordered by way of my e-mail, for one. forgivenessoptions@earthlink.net