stories of revolution by love of neighbor

I have recently seen many blog entries reacting to General Conference, many of which touch or focus on the failure of any restructuring proposals to pass at this General Conference. One in particular which did not resonate well with me was a post by Pastor Andy Langford called “An Open Letter to United Methodists” [click the title for a link to the post]. The following began as a comment on his post, but got so long I decided to make it a blog post in response to the original. Please keep the discussion going. Read the rest of this entry »

March 2012 Newsletter

Below you will find my March 2012 newsletter. Running a little later than my six-month mark due to a number of big events that set me back in my ability to put it together, but you’ll be able to read about that soon!

Take care, and I hope to hear from y’all soon!
For reasons of complications with another Mission Intern, I’ve needed to remove the newsletter from my blog, but if you want a copy of it, let me know at kara.gbgm@gmail.com and I’d be glad to send it to you!

Martyrs for Love

For me right now, Valentine’s Day could have easily passed by without my batting an eyelash. Colombia (thank goodness) has not caved to the consumerism of the holiday. When I saw the notifications that all of my friends were talking about Valentine’s Day on Facebook for the past few days, I decided to not let it bring me down; I would reclaim the day. I began by reclaiming the day as Singles’ Self-Empowerment Day, because I’m not fond of the idea of Singles’ Awareness Day; that just seems depressing and like it continues placing coupled people on some sort of pedestal. Of course, it’s also the birthday of Anna Howard Shaw, so it is already reclaimed as a feminist holiday. But this morning, I saw that a friend had posted the following, a history of St. Valentine: Read the rest of this entry »

Whoops, I haven’t blogged for a month and a half. I guess time really does fly when you’re having fun. But also, other than my travels around  Colombia during the holidays and going back to work, I really don’t have much to report on. So I guess I’ll share some reflections on one of the lessons I’ve learned over these holiday travels, and maybe I’ll be better about getting back into the habit of regular blogging.

Family. It’s an incredibly complex concept, one holding different meaning for each and every person, a concept that psychologists and sociologists and anthropologists spend their fair share of time trying to reach some sort of understanding about. Growing up as the daughter of two United Methodist pastors, I  learned from a young age the importance and meaning of chosen family (my first set of chosen grandparents were in the town we moved away from when I was two years old, so I’m not sure whether they were assigned or chosen, but they were significant nonetheless).  But I think that since I  moved to Colombia, alone, as a single young woman whose biological family is thousands of miles away, family has taken on a whole different meaning for me. Read the rest of this entry »

Muppet Christmas Carol has always been my favorite Christmas movie for as long as I can remember. Ask my family. They will confirm that every year I begin insisting that we watch it around Thanksgiving, and when we finally do watch it, I sing along, recite all the good one-liners (most of which belong to Rizzo and Gonzo), and am generally as happy as a five-year-old gearing up for the annual visit to Santa at the local mall. I spend the entire Christmas season singing my favorite songs from the movie. I even recall shedding a tear or two when our VCR ate our VHS copy, making it so I couldn’t watch it in the pre-Christmas season…last year. Read the rest of this entry »

December 2011 Newsletter

Hey all! Sorry it’s been almost a month since my last post. This month has been nuts; soon I should be posting some updates on what I’ve been up to in the past month, but for now, here’s a link to my first quarterly newsletter! Read the rest of this entry »

Building “hailpeople”

On Tuesday, it poured hail. I’m not joking or exaggerating; if you imagine a massive downpour and then change the raindrops to pieces (balls? bits? I don’t even know the correct terminology) of hail, you get a perfect picture of what happened. Little pellets of ice were pouring from the sky. One coworker joked that it was the beginning of the end of the world; the precursor to what’s supposed to happen next year: 2012.

I was entranced; never before in my life do I recall having seen hail, and definitely not of this epic proportion. Guess I got my Colombian Snowpocalypse after all (only this one was Hailpocalypse). There was, to all intents and purposes, a literal river of melted hail flowing down the street in front of work, and the unmelted hail covered the ground, at a distance looking like a blanket of snow. To me it was a fascinatingly and somewhat hauntingly beautiful sight. Read the rest of this entry »