Chris Rice's Blog, page 8
February 17, 2019
Organizational Effectiveness and Mustard Seed Missiology
February 16, 2019
The Public (and Hidden) Desmond Tutu
Why I’m Sticking with “Reconcilers”
November 4, 2017
Planting Seeds of Hope in the Cracks
[image error]I approach two upcoming events with a bit of trembling, and much anticipation and hope as well.
First, Nov. 7-11 I will be in North Korea with an MCC team.
This is our first visit since the Sep. 1 U.S. State Department travel ban/restrictions. (We needed permission from both North Korean and U.S. governments to travel – how strange). I am grateful our team of four will be hosted by a counterpart who was one of the North Koreans MCC hosted in Winnipeg in May. We will monitor MCC soybean and canned meat shipments serving children at orphanages and assess new engagement possibilities. Yet the larger purpose is to bear witness that the policy of governments does not set the policy of the church, a church called to pursue Christ’s peace across the deepest divides. In fact, while we are in Pyongyang, just 100 miles away in Seoul President Trump will be in South Korea. (For those who are praying people, pray for our MCC team, for the North Korean people we will meet, for Donna, who will stay in South Korea, and for our children, who sometimes wonder why Dad is doing this).
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Second, November 17 in Seoul I will address an international conference on the 500th anniversary of the Reformation organized by Handong University.
My title is “God’s Reformation of Peace ‘For Such a Time as This.’” I grew up in South Korea, and witnessed vast Christian growth those years and since (as well as the vast growth of economy and militarization). Yet the divide between North and South is the greatest since the end of the Korean war, “Make My Country Great Again” (from U.S. to China to Japan to Russia to the Korean peninsula) is the refrain of this time, and the dominant kinds of Christianity have not offered a faithful response. (Link to conference: https://cori0401.wixsite.com/reformation).
The divide between North and South these days seems like an “incurable wound” (Jeremiah 14: 17-19). Even then, I bear witness that God is planting seeds of hope in the cracks. For the promise has been made in Jesus Christ, “the dawn from on high shall break upon us, and guide our feet into the way of peace” (Luke 1:76-79).
P.S. On Sep. 4, TIME magazine ran a 6-page article on dear colleagues of ours who have labored faithfully for many years in North Korea (attached). These kinds of stories are rarely reported. I can also say that MCC is planting many seeds under the radar in unlikely places, on all sides of the divide – here in the South, across the DMZ, via our United Nations office in New York, and our advocacy office in Washington DC. See: TIME September 4, 2017
January 16, 2017
Dr. King’s Daily “Rule” for Life
Photos of King Monument, Washington DC (Chris Rice, July 2016)
On the ML King birthday holiday, I propose an experiment: Take this week to reflect on and follow Dr. King’s profound daily “rule” for participants of the 1963 Birmingham campaign.
Meditate daily on the teachings and life of Jesus.
Remember always that the nonviolent movement … seeks justice and reconciliation, not victory.
Walk and talk in the manner of love, for God is love.
Pray daily to be used by God in order that all might be free.
Sacrifice personal wishes in order that all might be free.
Observe with both friend and foe the ordinary rules of courtesy.
Seek to perform regular service for others and the world.
Refrain from violence of fist, tongue, or heart.
Strive to be in good spiritual and bodily health.
Follow the directions of the movement and captains.
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January 14, 2017
A Life Which Reveals What Peace Requires
Syngman with me at 2014 Northeast Asia reconciliation Forum in South Korea. He was telling me to serve with MCC in Northeast Asia, but only if the Forum would continue with Duke involved. Wisdom which was decisive.
In his extraordinary book Biography as Theology, James McClendon contended that “The truth of faith is made good in the living of it or not at all.” He went on to say,
“Christianity turns upon the character of Christ. But that character must continually find fresh exemplars if it is not to be consigned to the realm of mere antiquarian lore. That is … why in Christianity there have been ‘the saints,’ not merely in the original, biblical sense of all members of the Spirit-filled community (I Cor. 1:2), but in the historic sense of striking and exemplary members of that same community.”
“Striking and exemplary” lives expand, enlarge, and correct our understanding of what it means to love God and neighbor in this world. Lives I have been privileged to know like this first hand include John and Vera Mae Perkins, Jean Vanier of the L’Arche Community, and Angelina Atyam of Uganda. I can honestly say I am a different person from my close encounters with each of them.
But the saint on my mind today, on the anniversary of his sudden passing away two years ago, is another mentor, Syngman Rhee. Elected in 2000 as Moderator of the Presbyterian Church (USA) General Assembly, Rhee was the first Asian American to serve in that position. He also served as president of the National Council of Churches from 1992 to 1993. It was my great joy to journey with him from 2004 to 2015 on the Lausanne Reconciliation Project and a Northeast Asia reconciliation initiative
“Peace” has become such a popular and sentimental word. But theologian Willie Jennings once said something like this at Duke Divinity School: “Being a missionary to your people can mean being seen as a traitor to them.” This is what Syngman’s life reveals, in his journey from a 19-year old refugee during the Korean War, to the Korean marines, to his transformation in the U.S. during the civil rights movement, to his pioneering work across the divide between North and South Korea.
Peace, he learned, was “cross-bearing.” I leave with you two quotes from Syngman below (from a 2009 interview). In them is “striking and exemplary” truth so desperately needed across the divides of our time.
“When I first became involved in [Korea] peace and reconciliation work, it was extremely dangerous and risky. Anyone that even mentioned reconciliation between the two Koreas was branded as being pro-communist, a North Korean sympathizer, or anti-South Korean. I have been labeled a bbalgangi moksa — a communist minister — despite the fact that I lost my father in a North Korean prison, that I myself have been imprisoned, and that I fought with South Korea for 5 years during the Korean War. Those of us involved in reconciliation work, however, have seen these opinions as a form of cross-bearing.”
“What resonates with me most from that [American civil rights movement] era is the late Martin Luther King Jr.’s message about the oppressed and oppressors. He asserted that the Civil Rights Movement was not only for the liberation of the oppressed black people but also a movement to liberate the oppressors — the white people — who had a history of oppressing. By liberating both oppressed and oppressors together, it is possible to create a force that could establish a new society. He also stressed that the key to a new society was held by the oppressed. The oppressed had a choice: either seek revenge out of anger or forgive in an effort to create a new society. His vision — a very clear vision — impressed me and I became a follower and admirer of King.”
January 9, 2017
Being Beloved Without Doing Anything Changes Everything
[image error]Today, celebrating the Baptism of the Lord (Christian calendar, January 9), these words come as a great gift to us: “This is my beloved Son with whom I am well pleased” (Luke 3:22). Jesus has not begun his public ministry. He hasn’t done anything significant yet – no preaching, no healing, no organizing. He is beloved without doing anything. This character of love of God for God’s Son is the lens which reveals how God sees each and every person: We are beloved without doing anything. We cannot do anything to make God love us more, nor anything to make God love us less. But in a world that desires performance and praise, this is not easy to internalize. The sabbatical year in 1999 after my 17 years of intense ministry in Mississippi was not easy for me. Who was I apart from my work, the speaking invitations, the “importance” of what I did every day, and the recognition I received from it all? I felt irrelevant. It is not easy to believe that we matter, what we are beloved, without doing anything. It was a difficult year of internalizing that my most important identity is not in what I do or what others think of me. Yet it was an absolutely liberating journey. When we internalize that we are beloved without doing anything, the “anything” that we do is less frantic, more centered on “needful” things, less concerned about what others think of us, and less demanding of them, more accepts the reality that there is much we cannot fix or solve, and leaves more room for God to work. The discovery of true significance is a journey from performance and praise to belovedness.
November 27, 2016
A Poetic Experiment in Hope
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A recent interruption of my activist impulses by the power of poetry inspired me to do what I haven’t done in at least 10 years: write a poem. This came as a great gift, on Thanksgiving day no less, because I have come to believe that sometimes it is poetry which can communicate life as “sign” and “wonder” in a way that prose cannot. To be specific, living in South Korea and serving with the Mennonite Central Committee in engaging North Korea as well, it can be difficult these days to communicate hope about healing the divide. But a visit to a small sign of hope inside the (heavily-militarized) Demilitarized Zone near the border inspired this poem, which I claim (in faith) as primary reality.
On a Visit to the Border Peace School
But I saw the majestic red-crowned crane.
As tanks nearby and the tumult of nations clamored all around —
South, north, west, east —
For the first time, in the DMZ of all places, I saw the legendary crane.
And I heard a prophet whisper “peace …. someday soon,”
As he slipped away to pray on a mountain nearby.
Thanksgiving Day, Korea, 2016
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A Poetic Experiment
A recent interruption of my activist impulses by the power of poetry inspired me to do what I haven’t done in at least 10 years: write a poem. This came as a great gift, on Thanksgiving day no less, because I have come to believe that sometimes it is poetry which can communicate life as “sign” and “wonder” in a way that prose cannot. To be specific, living in South Korea and serving with the Mennonite Central Committee in engaging North Korea as well, it can be difficult these days to communicate hope about healing the divide. But a visit to a small sign of hope inside the (heavily-militarized) Demilitarized Zone near the border inspired this poem, which I claim (in faith) as primary reality.
On a Visit to the Border Peace School
But I saw the majestic red-crowned crane.
As tanks nearby and the tumult of nations clamored all around —
South, north, west, east —
For the first time, in the DMZ of all places, I saw the legendary crane.
And I heard a prophet whisper “peace …. someday soon,”
As he slipped away to pray on a mountain nearby.
Thanksgiving Day, Korea, 2016
Revolution & Poetry
The poetry of Denise Levertov inevitably, for me, gets life right. Frustrated with a number of situations I cannot solve, I happened upon her poem “Let Us Sing Unto the Lord a New Song.” My activist impulses to “fix” were interrupted. The greater neglect in our world is not activist revolution, but poetry; yet when they mesh, “the singing begins.” Here’s an excerpt:
Heart’s fire
breaks the chest almost,
flame-pulse,
revolution.
and if its beat
falter
life itself shall cease.
Heart’s river,
living water,
poetry:
and if that pulse
grow faint
fever shall parch the soul, breath
choke upon ashes.
But when their rhythms
mesh
then though the pain of living
never lets up
The singing begins.
