This degree I’m doing, and the previous degree I did, are in a subject called “missiology”. The more missiology I do, the more I realise it’s an almost impossible discipline to do well. The reason I say this is that missiology sells itself as an interdisciplinary subject - a combination of theological reflection and something else: sociology, anthropology, economics, history, anything. In my case, leadership and organisational theory. Read more about Model abuse
To keep up with the tech news, I follow Doggdot.us. (an aggregation of Digg, Slashdot and del.icio.us) It's a mixed bag of things which are interesting to computer people. Of the things that comes up now and again is about personal branding - how to establish a “brand identity” for yourself and market yourself, for instance to increase your appeal while job hunting.
I was just writing an email to a prayer supporter back home, and I started rambling, and the place for rambling is on the blog, not in email, so I moved everything here, and sent back a mercifully shorter email.
So last weekend, Nagahama church did the impossible: it hosted our engagement ceremony. It was on a much bigger scale than any of the engagement ceremonies they'd done before. We had much less preparation and many more guests coming than Pastor Takahashi and our volunteers were comfortable with. There were doubts about whether or not it was going to work, and feathers were ruffled. But in the end, it worked. Oh, did it work.
Last week I was interviewed by my home church about what I'm doing here. I both love and hate these interviews. Of course I love that my home church is concerned and want to know how I'm doing. I love that they take an interest. And of course I love the opportunity to talk about my work. I love my work. Well, some of the time. Anyway.
So I haven't been blogging as much as I'd like to recently because, well, I have no energy. I'm currently hosting a Swiss short-term missionary who is helping out with Nagahama and Maibara, and I guess I feel quite a lot of pressure - self-inflicted of course - particularly in this first week or so, to make sure he is OK and well looked-after and entertained. The downside of this is that I feel I have to be on duty 24/7, not just making sure everything is OK but also making conversation and finding useful and interesting things to do. I am very bad at all of the above, hence the stress.
Today I raced down (and back) to Shizuoka, about half way to Tokyo, to meet a man who's working on issues of church growth and the lack of it in Japan. We had a good chat, more of a get-to-know-you thing than any real deep content, but important to do none the less. And now I have come back with a head full of thoughts, which is always good.
I remember reading - I don't remember where - about one of the key questions in Trinitarian missiology is “Who's not here?” Symbolically it pictures the Trinity in a “dance of love”, and while they enjoyed perfect community together, the question “Who's not here?” leads to them reaching out to include humanity. Then the dance expands to include the Israelites, the Gentiles, and so on until all are included. The challenge, then, for the church is to keep on asking “Who's not here?” Which sectors of society are we lacking? What part of the richness of God's creation have we failed to take account of?
Moving from a technical profession to a spiritual vocation has been a weird process for me and has brought a few surprises. But there is one particular element that still gets to me every time. It is what I would call the closed nature of the spiritual community rather than the open nature of the technical community.
It has been striking me more and more recently that I am, at this point in my ministry, doing pretty much everything I said I would never do on the mission field before I got here. I am teaching English for ministry. I am using - and creating - systematized programmes for evangelism and discipleship rather than responding flexibly to individual situations. And, as we plan what happens to my various preaching and teaching slots from January, I realise that I have taken on more work than is sustainable and reproducible.