733.9 pages. That is how much I had to write in the three years I spent on my Master of Divinity degree.  Just think, what if I would have used that time for Good instead of thinking about Evil?  (Just kidding!)

I finished my final paper last Sunday and will get my degree this coming Friday.  Actually, I will not get it then because I decided after all this time that I did not want to spend those hours at a ceremony.  I have not liked my past two graduation ceremonies, and this one did not look any better.  Thankfully, the Disciples Divinity House will have our convocation service on Thursday night.  It is a worship service, where we honor graduates and the passing of the year — but more importantly, we still worship!  ‘Tis much better than a graduation ceremony, if you ask me!  (Plus, I don’t want my transition ritual from the UofC to be the bagpipe ceremony — instead, it will be my Ordination on July 18th.)

After finishing my last paper, I decided to organize all of my digital files from my degree and figure out how much work I’d done.  Here’s the breakdown of words written, how many double-spaced pages that is (assuming an average 350-words/page).

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The chart at the bottom shows how much was assigned, how much I wrote, and when I wrote it.

Many M.Div. students at the University of Chicago Divinity School live with this story.  The school has a policy where students have up to a year after the class finishes meeting to turn in any work without having an “I” (for Incomplete) show up on their transcript.  After the year, they can still get the grade and turn in the work, but the “I” will show up.  Thankfully, I never took beyond the year to finish my work.  But, every spring quarter I was struggling to finish a previous paper.  This spring quarter, I wrapped up 2 previous assignments and my senior thesis.   So, even though I was relatively close to writing around the amount assigned, I still had an extra 57 pages to write by the end of my final quarter.

The two lines did cover the same amount of work; my work was integral to the work needed for my degree.  (Get it?  Area under the curve = integral).  Jokes as that mean that I’m pretty exhausted, which makes sense every time I look at this data.  I’m tired for a reason!  733.9 pages.

Last week I had the great pleasure of joining one of the teams at i.c.stars|*. It is an organization I’ve been working with for my Social Enterprise class.  Every day the participants in this job-training program break for “High Tea” (sometimes even twice a day).  Outside community leaders come in and join them in their conversation.  I was lucky enough to be their guest.

High Tea participants from left to right: Adam Frieberg (me), Amanda, Jonathan, Unique, Francois, Anastasia, Alfredo, Marissa, De Juan, and Lisa.

The i.c.stars|* students I talked with asked GREAT questions.  And it was fun how often the tone shifted; early in the conversation I heard about their past interactions as group members, and then the conversation shifted to my experience, and then they had lots of questions about how I blend my roles as minister, photographer, computer programmer, etc.  They quickly honed in on the questions I’ve been asking myself for the past seven years!

What a fun experience!

I’m a lucky guy.

Tuesday began in a crappy way.  The night before, my car was broken into and someone stole my $250 GPS unit off the front windshield.  The thief was smart enough to knock down most of the shattered glass so as to make it not obvious that the window was broken.  It took me until I was 10 feet away to notice it.  The thief even reached in and took the power plug out of the cigarette lighter.  The thief ignored the CDs (an “unreleased” U2 album, in fact!).  But all, in all, I’m super lucky.

I’m lucky the thief didn’t look into the back seat and see the much more expensive tripod on the floor.  And I’m lucky the thief didn’t pop the trunk and take the 8-channel sound mixer I’d used the previous two weeks while doing tech. support for conferences.  I’m lucky I was close to DDH and could use the House’s shop vacuum to get most of the glass out of my car.  I’m lucky that Bruce, DDH’s maintenance guru and groundskeeper, knew of a place called Fernandez’s.

I’d link to this place, but they don’t have a web site.  In fact, I was having a horrible time finding their number on Google Maps.  But I knew they were at 51st and Ashland in Chicago.  So I went to the Google Maps street view option and used the traffic cameras to look at the side of their building, which conveniently had their number.  Then I called them and they said they only had a new one in stock; only a new one?  Sounded great to me!  They fixed the window in about 60 minutes and it only cost $100!  $100 for window and installation; they’re incredible!

I’m still a little irked about the window, but thankful I’m lucky and that neither I nor the thief were hurt by the glass.

Friday and Saturday was the University of Chicago Divinity School’s annual ministry conference.  This is the fifth annual student-led conference.  This year’s theme: “From the Ends of the Earth: Christianity in the 21st Century.”  What does that mean?  Well, luckily the conference organizers gave a full paragraph to unpack the potential meanings:

How will the co-incidence of the post-colony with the failures of nationalism influence new forms of Christian leadership? How, in turn, will developing forms of Christianity demand and resist new approaches to cooperation and unity? Finally, how do these things influence and even produce new self-understanding for the Church in America? While building on important efforts of social scientists and missiologists, the 5th Annual Ministry Conference of the University of Chicago Divinity School will approach these topics with specifically ministerial and ecclesiological lenses. This conference seeks (1) to help deepen understanding among ministers, students and lay-persons as well as professional academics of certain realities and potential futures of being Christian around the world and (2) to equip the same with resources for engaging the issues of the conference further.

For such a lofty goal, the conference succeeded.

I went into the conference as a tired, worn out student.  I helped do tech. support for the two-day conference “Theologizing Cultures, Culturing Theologies” last week and this conference was going to be more demanding.  I woke up at 6:30 a.m. on Friday and drove to Hyde Park to do all of the tech. setup and logistics before the conference began.  The biggest reason I was grumpy that morning was because I hadn’t found out it was a two-day conference until the week before!  All of the Divinity School’s official communications had said the conference was from 9-5 on Friday; but alas, I should have talked to my friends instead of reading the “At the Divinity School” bulletin.  

The conference, like many ministry conferences, began with worship.  Dr. Soong-Chan Rah, a Baptist minister and professor at North Park Seminary, preached.

Worship was good, but I felt under fire with the first keynote speaker.  Dr. Kwok Pui lan, a professor at Episcopal Divinity School, was presenting and was nervous about the laptop and projector/lighting situation.  There wasn’t much we could do to change the circumstances, but thankfully it went well and she and I had a conversation later in the day that relieved some of the tension.

The content of her presentation was good, but her responses to the question/answer section were even better!  Without the shackles of Powerpoint, she was super-relevant and pointing out implications for Christian mission that deserved her nuance.  Her Powerpoint presentation, however, was aesthetically beautiful on her laptop screen (pastel colors and all!), but showed up too faded and hard to read on the larger screen.  I need to say it more, but if in doubt, DON’T USE PRESENTATION PROGRAMS.  Or, if you’re going to, at least spend a month soaking up Presentation Zen – a superb guide to design, simplicity, and messages!

Dwight Hopkins, a prof. at the Div. School, was her respondent.  I thought it was funny when she was talking about him WHILE HE WAS SITTING RIGHT THERE!

Another reason I wasn’t looking forward to the conference was because the two-days seemed too long and draining.  I had a major change of heart, however, after lunch when I still had energy.  With most conferences, there are three events crammed before lunch and then an exhausting afternoon of non-stop panels.  This schedule, however, gave breaks was more humane.

After lunch, three practitioners gave presentations and then had a Q&A panel where they talked to each other and to the audience.  Dr. Rah, Teresita Valeriano, and Carmen Nanko-Fernández (who happens to be replacing Ed Foley as the CTU D.Min. program director) all gave great talks.

As if that wasn’t enough content, the conference had an art gallery in the Divinity School common room, with photography by David Johnson (www.dwjohnson.net) — whose photographs were RIVETING!

Then came the banquet dinner and the lecture I was looking forward to most: William Dyrness.  Bethany Lowery would be proud; I think I have one of my first Professor crushes; I love his books!  Can you see why?

• Reformed Theology and Visual Culture: The Protestant Imagination from Calvin to Edwards 
• Visual Faith: Art, Theology, and Worship in Dialogue
• A Primer on Christian Worship: Where We’ve Been, Where We Are, Where We Can Go

I’ll post a podcast link at some point to the conference audio/video for those who wouldn’t make it!

Heidi and I joined a “meat CSA.”  It’s short for community supported agriculture; we pay $255 for three months and the second Friday of each month we pick up our share of frozen meats.  It feels kind of like a drug deal in the gentile Naperville parking lot: I drive up to a non-descript green Chevy Suburban with its back doors open, I tell them my name, hand them a check and put the insulated bag and cartons of eggs into my Honda’s trunk.  It’s weird, but cool.  Here’s this month’s share (each month is about $80 worth of meat and eggs):

After the covert pick-up on Friday afternoon, Heidi and I chilled on Saturday morning.  And now I know that there’s nothing better to do on a Saturday afternoon than to cook a 6-hour ragu!  The recipe I learned in Italy is only to take 40 minutes, but I prefer to let it slow-cook and simmer away all the juices.  After sautéing onions, garlic, celery, carrots and mushrooms, I added the sausage and ground beef and then an ENTIRE bottle of Sangiovese wine to let it reduce.  Here’s the start with the whole bottle of wine:

And while it was still reducing, Heidi made our lunch: poached salmon on spinach greens:

And then the wine kept reducing, and reducing, until it was almost gone

I added the tomato sauce and let it keep simmering for another four hours until we were ready to eat dinner.  Which we chowed down in order to make it to the Cathedral on time …

… for Easter Vigil (my first ever!).  St. James Cathedral hosts an Easter Vigil the Saturday before Easter.  Heidi had a parishioner being confirmed and another one being received; it was a cool worship service and even cooler moments of Christian initiation.

The service starts in darkness, and then they light a candle:

which they use to light a cauldron

And then light the Paschal candle and process it to the front of the sanctuary.  The two-hour service goes through readings from the Hebrew scriptures.  The story of creation was told via liturgical dancers.  And I almost universally loathe liturgical dancers; but Dawn and Cecelia were amazing!  If liturgical dance could always be that good, I’d be in favor of it being in services more.  One of the women went into the aisle and narrated the creation story; the other, danced around like God and paused at different moments to say “it was Good!”  SO AWESOME.  Then one of the college students dramatized the Ezekiel “dry bones” passage.  Then some of the choir chanted a Psalm.  And then I think there was another reading (I need to check the worship order again to make sure).

Then came the baptisms, confirmations, and receptions by the Bishop of people wanting to enter the Episcopal church.  Nick, one of Heidi’s high schoolers was confirmed:

And Vince, one of the adults who’s found a home at St. Benedict’s, was received

After the initiations, the Bishop preached an Easter sermon from St. John Chrysostom.  It’s powerful and moving, even without the organ bellows moving us as well.

What a Saturday …

… and what an Easter Sunday.  There’s much to be thankful for!

 On Saturday Heidi and I joined six other volunteers at the Church of St. Benedict to rearrange the sanctuary for Palm Sunday. While the process was fun, we’re not looking forward to doing it again in reverse, right away, so the setup may stay this way until the end of the Easter season. Here’s a time-lapse video (1 picture every two seconds).

I edited this last night with some background music, but decided not to post that since it’d blatantly violate the copyright for such great songs.  I recommend listening to the video with “Mission Impossible Theme” by Adam Clayton and Larry Mullins, Jr. or with Reach Out, I’ll Be There by the Four Tops.

I asked if I could finish the lettuce. When Heidi married me I doubt she expected to ever hear that. But after teaching me one of her staples from a former life, it’s no wonder I’ll finish the lettuce every time!

I don’t know about you, but I think this was a fitting place for Schleiermacher’s “The Christian Faith.”  Our conference call projector needed a proper propping.