Righteous Oaks, 2013

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Here’s a posting of some of the tributes given in this year’s Righteous Oaks pinning ceremony.  You’ll also find some scattershot photos of the event.  

For Adam Perez from Dr. Mark Peters

Perhaps you’ve heard some things about Adam . . . “Lincoln Laureate” . . . “going to Yale” . . . you know, things like that. Because of this, I found it a challenge to develop an approach to properly honor Adam today. So I did some free writing. In my journal. And I came up with a few different approaches:

 

  1. Perhaps a rap. And, of course, a highly articulate rap:

 

In Honors English, his pen it was smoking,

And now look at him, he is Righteous Oaking.

 

  1. Or that highest of tributes in Honors English, “Lies and Damn Lies about Adam Perez”:

 

Let me tell you about Adam. First of all, he definitely has never set foot in Miami. If he had, don’t you think he could speak Spanish better than our Minnesotan?

 

  1. Another idea was an Adam Perez tribute in the words of the Peters’ children. So I asked them to describe Adam. And I quote:

 

“big”

“edible”

“fun”

“not red”

“musical”

“puzzling”

“crazy and nice”

“prickly”

“fond of bears”

 

  1. But, in the end, I decided on a more serious tone. I decided to read to you from letters of recommendation I’ve written for Adam.

 

January 29, 2009

“The easiest way to explain Adam’s strengths is to state: ‘He makes a difference’.”

 

“In my two courses for which Adam has been a student, I attribute much of the positive atmosphere in the class to Adam’s presence.”

 

February 20, 2009

“Adam clearly professes and lives out his Christian faith. . . . He consistently seeks to live out love for God and love for neighbor.”

 

February 12, 2010

“He [sets] others at ease and [brings] out the best in them; his comfortable and affirming manner of interacting with people takes place both with his fellow students and professors, in class and outside of class.”

 

“Adam raises the level of commitment, involvement, and academic excellence among his peers, [both] by modeling diligent study [and] by encouraging [others] to excel in their work.”

 

“He will fulfill this role with the diligence, care, sensitivity, creativity, and good humor which characterize all he does.”

 

May 5, 2011

“Adam has demonstrated academic excellence throughout his time at Trinity.”

 

January 22, 2013 (to the Yale Institute of Sacred Music)

“Adam is a leader in the music department and on Trinity’s campus, and he is well-respected by both peers and professors. Adam’s manner balances confidence and humility, as he seeks to serve others and to achieve excellence in all he does. He is a superior student and musician, is diligent and creative, and follows through on his commitments. Furthermore, Adam receives instruction well, and his intellectual curiosity leads him to ask good questions and to pursue answers both in his coursework and beyond it.”

 

“I highly recommend Adam to you and am certain that he will excel in his graduate studies at the Institute of Sacred Music.”

 

In closing, I could think of no better way to end my tribute to Adam than with a tri-lingual non sequitur:

 

At Trinity he’ll be no mas,

Denn alles Fleisch, es ist wie Gras.

 

For Alissa VanderWilt from Rebecca Verhage:

Alissa, we have known each other since the very beginning of our time here at Trinity and I have grown to love you as the wonderful friend that you are. I have enjoyed the walks and talks we’ve had on our way to church each Sunday. Life is never dull around you because of the energy and excitement you bring to everything. To take a page from my old high school teacher, I decided to share with you all who Alissa is in the form of a few words and phrases. Alissa is an outgoing, carefree, and creative individual. She is quick witted, intelligent, and thrifty. Alissa is spontaneous and athletic enough to make an impromptu decision to run a half-marathon only days before the event. She is a lover of life, a frequent laugher, and a wannabe hippie. She is outdoorsy, and the definition of easy-going. Alissa has the ability to juggle inordinate amounts of work and still enjoy life. Alissa, your love for Christ shows through your actions and is reflected in your complete comfort in just being you, and you are wonderful my friend. I love that you’re always up for new challenges, especially if it includes a map, and look forward to seeing and hearing what God has planned for you in the future! You will be greatly missed.

 

For Andrew Blok from Kristen Blok

When I was asked to do Andrew’s tribute, I thought I was a pretty good person for the job because I’ve known him a while. All my life actually, because Andrew is my brother.

A few memories that remind me of Andrew. Whenever I hear, “Whaddup, guuuurrrlllll?!” I think of him. Those brilliant red pants that took the campus by storm at the end of last spring. His hair that never is any other length than ‘too long.’ Singing “Sons and Daughters” by The Decemberists on every road trip to and from school. And that awkward moment in the BBC when a girl suggests you go talk to the ‘cute boy in the corner’ only to realize that that cute boy is, in fact, your brother.

I don’t know how many times I have introduced myself at Trinity, only to receive the response: “Are you Andrew Blok’s sister? Oh my word, I love Andrew Blok!” As much as I pretend that this frustrates me, that I want to have my “own identity,” there is no one on this earth that I would rather have for a brother. Andrew is wise, kind, and focused entirely on others, more than almost anyone I know. He has such a joy for learning–I don’t know how many times I came home to find him sprawled out on the floor with a book.  Often times, he was fast asleep, but the book was always open beside him. He has an incredible passion for teaching, too, as he’s given me some of the best advice.  Andrew taught me the importance of taking responsibility for my education as well as finding joy in the ability to learn and discover, especially through books. I am confident he will be an incredible teacher and continue to bless the new communities he enters.  Even if it is just a fraction of the blessing he has been to me, it will be an overwhelming amount. Trinity will never be the same without Andrew Blok.  He truly made it a better place. To Andrew.

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For Hannah Ullrich from Leah Laky

February 5, 2009. This small-town wilderness girl nervously sauntered toward the doors of the Ozinga Chapel, eager yet anxious to meet other high school seniors for the Founders Scholarship dinner. Inside we took one of the most awkward group photos I have ever participated in. We found our nametags and took our seats to begin eating. One of the “exercises” that we did to get to know the other candidates better was a short introduction including full name, hometown, passions, and a fun fact about ourselves.

A breathtakingly beautiful, young woman walked up to the microphone with elegance and poise. As she uttered the words: “My name is Hannah Ruckman, I am from Peotone, Illinois,” I knew that if Trinity became my new home, I would do my best to interact with this eloquent gem of a woman.

At this point in my life, I was using a cane. For those of you that don’t know or don’t remember, I was seriously injured while playing basketball during my junior year of high school. Long story short, multiple surgeries and physical therapy sessions could not and would not heal me. However, due to the pain, I still spent all of my time either using crutches, a cane, or a wheelchair. As my group did a scavenger hunt in downtown Chicago, Hannah asked to push me so that she could hear more about my injury and more of my life story.

The genuine concern that she had about my personal story was, and still is, overwhelming. As I learned of many ways that she could empathize with me and relate, it dawned on me that a beautiful bond between two sisters in Christ could become a reality if I chose to come to Trinity in the fall.

Now, let’s be honest: Hannah and I both turned out to be Flounders in the end. However, we both kept in touch after Founder’s Weekend and I found deep companionship in her even via the Internet.

Zoom forward about four years or so….zhjoooop. Here we are, about. This gem of a woman is now married to a wonderful man and about to graduate from college and enter her next chapter of life. If I attempted to begin to tell you of the immense strength that Hannah Ulrich is made of, I would need countless hours and many cups of strong coffee to keep my energy alive. She is one of a kind and I love her very much.

This woman, who utilized her fantastic sense of humor and taught me a silly song that created a four-year-long-and-running nickname, also has a heart of gold that has endured much and is eager for all that comes her way, no matter the difficulty. I can’t wait to see what our marvelous God does in her future.

Also known as Herman the Worm, let’s toast to Hannah Ulrich — a strong, beautiful, intelligent, God-fearing woman that Trinity will most definitely be missing in the fall.

For Holli Moote from Andrew Blok

Of all the people I’ve spent time with while at Trinity ­– and outside of people with whom I’ve shared a bunk bed – I think I’ve spent the most time with Holli. From freshmen year, hours have been spent in playing cards and conversation and just hanging out. And, I think I’ve gotten to know Holli pretty well and as I’ve gotten to know her, I think I’ve learned lots about her, but I guess one will do to share now.

Holli does things and she does them well. She throws herself into the opportunities and tasks set before her. What comes to mind is her time in Indonesia. The original plan of teaching in Thailand took an unfortunate turn toward not working out, so Holli moved the pin in the map east and south and said, “Why not Indonesia?” Now, she’s jumping into two more years there and while she’s probably more prepared than last time, I’m still impressed. I could say the same things about the way she took over the Social Justice Chapter and affected real change on campus in two-semesters worth of hard work toward reusable to-go containers. How she took on and invested in more credits per semester than should be allowed. Participating in enough ensembles to make Christmastide an athletic event for all the running she did between performances. But, most telling of Holli’s investment throughout her life is the time she’s invested in her friends.

It’s well known among Holli’s friends that she claims a “problem with saying ‘no’.” It seems to me that it’s more a penchant for helping people than an inability to deny them assistance. Holli is often ready with homework help and clarification, a listening ear, a word of solidarity or encouragement, and a readiness to help. I’m certain she’ll take this with her wherever she goes: the streets of Portage (not Kalamazoo) or the villages of Indonesia. It’s because of this – not just all the help I’ve received – that I am glad to call her my good friend.

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For Kaitlyn Fondrk from Alette Huisman

Kaitlyn. Did you ever let yourself believe this day, this week, would come?  Well, it’s here, and you’ve arrived with excellence.  I know I don’t know you super well, but you can be certain my respect for you is great.  I respect the way you carry yourself, your confidence, your poise, and your diligence.  You’ve been actively engaged in many different sectors of life here and you have been a valued leader on this campus.  You are gentle, but your presence is strong.  People look to you for direction, and are quick to follow your lead.  Kaitlyn, you are a wise young woman; one way that is apparent is in the way you speak.  Your words and comments are thoughtfully chosen, and when you speak, others listen. 

 

Your joy and passion for Accounting is clearly evident, and also rather inspiring.  In a field where it would be easy to get exhausted by rules, numbers, and complicated vocabulary, you have maintained a sense of “sovereignty” as some might say, and I’d dare to say you’ve discovered how Accounting can be used as a Kingdom building tool.  Well done; I can’t wait to see how God will use you in that!  You’ve remained dedicated and diligent to the end, and that is surly an admirable feat. 

 

As you embark on these next steps in your journey, I am confident God has big plans in store for you!  Take the tools and lessons you’ve learned here, and use them to be a blessing to whatever new communities you encounter, in the same way you’ve been a blessing to our Trinity community.

 

For KC Roller from Allison Lewis

Anyone who knows KC Roller knows that she is the most selfless and encouraging leader you will come across. I remember the first few times that I met KC – she stayed with me when she came for Founders Weekend as a high school Senior. I was so impressed with her for so many reasons (being a top athlete AND a stand out student blew me away), but the one thing that stands out the most to me is how humble she is. KC is a brilliant, intelligent, self-denying person and she constantly lifts others up around her. She is always pouring into those around her and is always willing to lend a hand. Beyond these wonderful qualities, it is evident that KC loves the Lord. She is constantly finding ways to serve him and others. Its no surprise how selfless KC turned out in part because of the wonderful parents who raised her in such a loving home. KC has been shaped by her family and they have been givers and servants as well. KC, it amazes me how you have found time to still be such a great student even amongst all of the commitments you have had throughout your four years here. I have seen you lead others and be a friend to so many. Congratulations on your accomplishments and I am so proud of the honors that you have received. It has been a joy to be your teammate and an even greater one to be your friend.  I have no doubt that God will use you in huge ways.

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For Kevin Hahn from Professor Rick Hamilton

What can you say about Kevin?

Well he is:

  • Smart
  • Clever
  • A free-thinker
  • Goofy
  • Always prepared and participates in class
  • Funny in a sort of weird/nerdy sort of way
  • Creative
  • An Apple Cult Evangelist
  • Good natured
  • Persistent
  • Always has good hair
  • Sometimes thorough
  • Sometimes on time
  • A solid team member and leader
  • A true trail blazer on both personal and community dimensions
  • Amazingly warm and open
  • Thoughtful & Insightful
  • Someone you can NOT get out of your office
  • Musically talented
  • A three time intern
  • An Honor’s Student
  • An Opus Presenter
  • A multi-term Dean’s List Scholar

But what will I most remember about Kevin?

  • On a warm Fall day, when I was still learning where my bathroom was, and after he and I had had a “difficult” discussion on what he was doing in my class….he invited me, a 61 year old, grey haired, newbe, to join him and his friends at Chapel, so that we could experience the real Jesus, my new community, and so that I could experience the FULL TRINITY Experience (and not just the parenthetic place I was spending way to much time in…”my office”).
  • I will never forget his hospitality and the true measure of Kevin’s mind, heart and passion.
  • Kevin, after today we will always be linked in mind, heart and now through LinkedIN.
  • Congratulations!

 

For Leah Laky from Cassie Nelson

Leah Laky. A beautiful woman of God especially gifted at making an entire room laugh until they collapse. Whether it be from virtuosic choruses of “To God be the Glory” or borderline inappropriate compliments or impressions of former teachers, there is never a dull moment with her.

While I reflected on my friendship with Leah and the beauty that she is, Romans 12:15 came to mind. “Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.” I cannot name a single person who has a larger heart than Leah Laky. Her depth of empathy and love for people is truly awe-inspiring. Each conversation I have with her leaves me with an image of Christ. When joy abounds in the lives of those around her, Leah genuinely joins in praise and delight. When sorrow and pain are present, Leah joins in lament and offers comfort that reflects the love of the Lord.

 So as Leah finishes her time at Trinity, let us weep with her. She must move from a place that has become home and people that have become family. But let us also rejoice as we celebrate her many accomplishments in the past four years.

Leah, though I will deeply miss your Trinitarian sneezes and comical outbursts in ensemble rehearsals, I thank God for all of the fond memories you leave and wish you the best in this next stage of life.

 

 

For Lindsay Slager from Kathryn Andringa

I first met Lindsay in Van 8 on the way to Biloxi, MS on Serve Trip 2011. I thought she was quiet and shy. On Sunday, she asked me to play volleyball and I obliged (didn’t take much). We talked and peppered and she laughed with me when I fell over a table. I knew from then that we would be good friends.

Through the past 2 years of knowing Lindsay, I have seen her come to her own at Trinity. After joining Student Activities as a committee member her Junior year, she stepped up to Student Activities chair at semester, taking on more responsibilities for the next 1 ½ years in that position. She stayed on campus every weekend and attended nearly every event fully embracing this community. I had the pleasure of working on her subcommittee this year and she is a natural leader who cares about all of the people around her. Somehow she was able to balance Novice/ Student Teaching and Student Activities. She never ceases to amaze me.

However, not only has Lindsay been a blessing to this campus and her students, she has been such a blessing to me. From walking around Starved Rock with the Honors program in the pouring rain, 2 Serve Trips, countless games of volleyball, to meals with questions such as “how was your day”, I am so thankful to for all the memories and experiences that would have never had without her. Before I met her, I was the freshman who went to bed at 11 p.m. After meeting her, 11 was just the start. She has truly become part of my Trinity family.

So Lindsay, as you go out of Trinity to go where God is taking you next, know that you have made an impact on this community and on me. Know that you will always be home there. I know that you are going to be a great teacher and that God has big plans for you as you leave Trinity on Saturday. Lastly remember that my door next year is always open to you as yours has been to me the past 2 years. So here’s to Lindsay.

 

Honors Opera

Opera is the plural for opus, right?  So, here’s a remix of some Honors Students’, er, opuses at this year’s OPUS.  

Andrew Blok

“Stepping Through the Door With Adolescent Novels”
 
My OPUS work was one outlet for my VanderVelde work with Dr. Boerman-Cornell on adolescent fiction and how it helps readers get deeply into the world of the book. This getting “deeply into the world of the book” is what one researcher more succinctly calls “flow”. Flow is the place you are when you’re so involved in reading that you lose track of time and your surroundings. It’s when most of us most love reading. And, it’s where we want adolescent readers to read. They are more likely to become life-long readers if they enjoy it in adolescence.
 
Dr. Boerman-Cornell and I spent a lot of time reading adolescent novels (specifically with characters transitioning from a familiar world to an unfamiliar one (think the Pevensies in The Chronicles of Narnia)). Then we tried to define ways in which authors construct these transitions and found three. Through these three transition styles we cataloged several characteristics of transitions in each style. In this, we found that there are many ways to construct a successful transition; e.g. speed or simplicity do not define success for these transitions, but a successful transition does the reader get “into” the book and closer to flow.
 

Kaitlyn Fondrk

My OPUS presentation was entitled “How to Grow a Group: Looking at Leadership within the Lake Katherine Consulting Project.” It was the culmination of my ‘Honors Work in the Major.’ This presentation included a summary of the work that my five person team completed for our Business Department capstone course, Organizational Consulting, during the fall semester, as well as an analysis of my leadership of our team. I shared information about leadership styles, plus highlighted a few lessons that I learned throughout the semester. I concluded by addressing opportunities and challenges we encountered and shared my thoughts on what could have been changed in the organization and structure of our project to make it run more smoothly. Overall, I was pleased with the outcome of OPUS. It was a nice way to tie together the work and research that I did this semester. I also think it was neat for students and faculty to hear more about the Business Department and Honors Program. Hopefully everyone was intrigued, and learned a little about Lake Katherine and leadership, too!
 
 
Kevin Hahn
 
Strategically Planning for the Future:  The Worth Public Library
 
Last semester, for my business capstone class, Organizational Consulting, I worked with the Worth Public Library to plan for the future and work out a strategic plan.  Through my work with the library, I led an interdisciplinary team of four other students through about 350 hours of research, reporting, and presenting.  Our work resulted in an 85 page report and presentations to the library’s board and professionals who came to Trinity to “judge” our work.
 
We set out to draft a customer satisfaction survey, look at the implications of eBooks on a library, review the library’s financials, develop marketing ideas, and offer suggestions for a new logo.  It was a huge task, but only through teamwork did we get it done well.  Aside from all the experiential learning (meeting with a client, presenting to a board, preparing a report, etc.), probably the most important thing I learned through this project was the value to empowering my team to do a great job.  There’s no way I could have done everything myself.  Usually I’m one of those take-charge people who would assume to do most things myself.  But through this work, this opus, I discovered how important it is to have a team working in a committed direction toward a common goal.
 
 

Ethan Holmes:

The Storied Story of Story

(with Haley Zandstra, Dominique Evans, Daniel Bryant)

This project looks at the social, historical, religious significance of story-telling practices in Homer’s Odyssey. The paper argues that the poem itself is representative of the Greek appreciation of as well as the general necessity of on-going cultural narrative in the maintenance of organized society.

So you ask me who I am, and I wish I could explain…

This poem was a response to personal and communal struggles with identity from a Christian perspective. It was inspired by issues of gender, sexuality, race, and the sudden, simultaneous and utterly inexplicable discussion of Augustine in all of my classes.

 

Craig Kallemeyn

I told a story about my experience with teamwork.  Last semester, I led a semester-long business group project.  At the beginning, I started how I normally start all group projects – assigning individual tasks to each person, and then combining each member’s work at the end.  It took constructive criticism from my professor for me to realize that we weren’t truly working as a team.  We weren’t using each other to create something greater than what we could each produce individually.  It was through this realization that we came together as a team and produced creative and innovative results.

 

I stressed that true teamwork is a learning process.  It’s easy to say that teamwork is important, but it’s hard to actually utilize it.  It’s like saying that stopping at the stop signs around campus is important, but for me at least, I still fly through them.

 

Jacob Maatman

“The Lost Art of Calculus.”
Since the days of Leibniz and Newton, the undergraduate calculus curriculum has experienced changes resulting in the displacement of numerous concepts that provide valuable insight and instruction for the calculus student. This presentation will discuss one way to recover several of these concepts and reinsert them into the undergraduate calculus curriculum by incorporating them into student projects. This presentation will address three projects in particular that restore (among others) the concept of the infinitesimal, differential, and the calculus of variations. Included in these projects are Leibniz’s transmutation theorem and the theorem’s application to the Leibniz series, as well as the application of the Euler-Lagrange equation to discovering shortest paths between points. In addition to familiarizing the student with former calculus concepts such as these, the projects also afford the student the opportunity to integrate and differentiate through more historic methods. 
 

Hannah Wasco

Francis Marion: The Man Behind The Patriot

At OPUS, I presented a paper that I wrote last semester in History 200: Historical Inquiry with Dr. Fry.  My paper was on Francis Marion, the Swamp Fox of the Revolution, and his significance to the Revolutionary War.  As an attention-getter for my presentation, I noted the connection between Francis Marion and Benjamin Martin, Mel Gibson’s character in The Patriot—though my paper was not a critique of the historical inaccuracies in the movie.  Marion was a guerilla-band leader in South Carolina who utilized the environment to raid and attack British supply lines.  Though the British saw this type of fighting as ungentlemanly, it was extremely effective.  To demonstrate the impact that Marion had on the war, I examined four major battles that he fought in: Fort Sullivan (1776), Black Mingo Creek (1780), Parker’s Ferry (1781), and his final major battle at Eutaw Springs (1781).  I also researched the American, as well as the British, perceptions of him during the war.  Francis Marion is honored as one of the greatest heroes of the Revolution because of his courage, knowledge of the land, and his unconventional yet effective fighting techniques.  While the American South was not often at the center of the Revolutionary War, one of its Patriots, Francis Marion, was at the center of the American victory in the South.  

 

Vander Velde Award Winners – ’13-’14

Why were Patrick Page and Josh DeJong in the laboratory at three in the morning during Spring Break? Well, that’s a long story. But the quick version is that they like discovering things. They’re crazy about figuring things out. And they love working with Dr. Boomsma on academic-level scientific research.

For the record, Dr. Boomsma was not in the laboratory at three in the morning during spring break. Just Josh and Patrick. And they were on some serious caffeine.

If you’re a first- or second-year student, seeking to do serious academic research you might appreciate knowing a bit more about the prestigious Maurice Vander Velde Junior Scholarship Awards that enable and fund professor/student research. The VV Scholarship offers five grants (three in the sciences, two in the humanities) to outstanding junior or senior students who wish to do collaborative research with a Trinity professor. It’s not an assistantship. It’s more of a collegial, collaborative relation, in which you and your professor produce a scholarly product for publication or presentation.

As you can imagine, figuring out which proposals to fund was no easy set of decisions. The sub-committee making the decisions was made up of Dean Huyser, Professor Browning, Dr. Hassert, and Dr. Lake. As they deliberated about which proposals to support, they adhered to several criteria:

1) whether or not the student demonstrated awareness of the project’s relevance and context as well as of the specific background knowledge and/or abilities required to undertake;
2) how ambitiously and realistically, the student articulated his or her project (e.g. with a clear focus, purpose, and agenda); and
3) how strong and articulate the support was from the sponsoring faculty member.

After receiving and reviewing the various proposals, the Honors Committee reported being so pleased by the quality of the research proposals that they wished to fund more scholarships than the program actually permitted.

But here are the finalists for 2013-14 that the Committee settled upon:

• Calob Lostutter, who with Dr. Tom Roose will be studying metabolic speciation in an aquaponic system.

• Kiera Dunaway, who with Dr. Clay Carlson will research the effects of bisphenol A on arabidopsis thaliana.

• Alexa Dokter, who with Dr. Dave Klandermann will explore “Higher Dimensionality in Literature Interpreted through Geometry.”

• Ethan Holmes, who with Dr. Mike VanderWeele, will be studying the interaction of the sonnet form and social experience on our campus.

• Chadd Huizenga, who Professor Emily Thomassen will be studying the relation between the worship of Yahweh and other deities of the ancient Near East

I hope you join me in congratulating these students for their fine work. And I hope that the other scholars who also proposed will go ahead and pursue that work anyway. Good work will find an outlet, perhaps at a student conference, perhaps in a journal submission, perhaps in an OPUS presentation. Professors want to do this sort of research, not least because Trinity has long honored scholarship as an important way that our students and faculty pay attention to the creation and to our cultural conditions. As a community committed to scholarship—not just as a group of autonomous scholars—programs like the Vander Velde Junior Scholars award help make possible collaborative research between faculty and students. That’s a scholarly mode of attention both deeply personal and richly communal, even at three in the morning on spring break.

Texting in Class

Some years ago, Stanley Fish famously wrote a book asking “Is there a text in this class?”  It was a question laden with postmodern suspicions and uncertainties. These days talking about a text makes you think of another sort of question: should you text in class? 

Not if you buy the postmodern proverb that the greatest scarcity of our time is attention.  A lot of smart people (not just professors) are pretty worried about how distracted we are (not just when texting in class).  Let me tick off for you a list of books about distraction:

The Shallows (Nicholas Carr)

Quiet (Susan Cain)

Rapt (Maggie Jackson)

Distracted (Winifred Gallagher)

 

Note these books’ very short titles—as if marketed to very short attention spans!  But these books do make a certain good sense.  Our lives are indeed so full of screens and speakers and buzzing and flickering devices that we constantly jitterbug from one point of focus to another.  And if a student texting in class isn’t always obnoxious, a driver texting at a green light most certainly is.  Our inability to concentrate is worrisome.   We can’t seem to read deeply, listen deeply, be deeply anywhere. 

Faced with this predicament of distraction, all these books more or less make the same recommendations:

  • Secure the self
  • Buffer the self.  
  • Wall the self. 

Make a space in your life for focus.  In fact, all these books assume that productive individuals rationally select an object to focus on.  And then they do it.  They attend.

But you know, there are students who don’t text in class who nonetheless pay the wrong sort of attention.  They are so focused on what the professor is saying that they never seem to notice that anyone else is in the class.  They are paying attention, so what could be wrong?  They’ve selected the object of their attention, and they’re sticking to it.  But both their peers and their professors could sometimes wish they’d broaden the surface area of their attention.  Maybe laugh now and then.  And maybe direct a wiseacre comment to somebody one row back.  

Think about it this way.  Maybe, for all their distractedness, students who text in class have problems that they suspect a rationally selective attention won’t speak to.  Maybe they’re aware of predicaments that pester all of us that no one class, no one professor, no one lecture can resolve.  Maybe they’re trying to stay abreast of problems for which there just doesn’t seem to be a clear object to focus on. What comes quickest to mind are ecological problems, fiduciary problems, social problems—predicaments such as the radicalization of very nice citizens who somehow take up arms against other nice people.  But whatever you’re thinking about, you know that there are problems that don’t offer quick, clear solutions accessible to rationally selective attention. 

 There’s just nothing you can point to and say, Just look at that thing right there, concentrate on it long enough, and just about everything will be better

So if selective attention isn’t all we need, what other sorts of attention might be useful.  Put differently, what other sorts of attention might characterize the awareness of a someone texting in class. 

This afternoon, Dr. Kuecker and Dr. Brodnax got me thinking about a different kind of attention.  When I’m with these two guys, I can’t speak for more than forty-five seconds without laughing.  These two professors ought to do an interim on banter.  Maybe if they did so, they’d get at this idea that sometimes we joke around seriously.  Sometimes we banter not in order to distract ourselves, but in order to pay attention.  Sometimes we speak in order to listen.  We are using language to flare out our awareness for what we cannot yet specify.

  • It’s not attention that’s focused on securing the self; in fact, it’s attention that is essentially social and collaborative. 
  • It’s not an attention that’s rationally driven; it’s cued by emotions like humor and grief and anger and hope.  
  • It’s not an attention that’s selective; it’s more haptic, ambient, indirect. 

This mode of awareness works not like a camera that’s zooming in, but rather like your eyes do when you deliberately try to keep something in your peripheral vision.   As Dean Huyser said to me the other day, it’s a different way of persisting.  A different way of staying with a tough predicament.  You gentle your gaze; you keep something in your sideways view.  You increase the surface area of your engrossment, feeling around, waiting around, for the vibration that indicates you’re on to something.  Something worth noting even before you can name it.

I hope you respond to this post with arguments about the ethics of texting in class.  But I also hope you also notice that around these here parts, we practice a very special sort of attention, in and out of the classroom, called scholarship.  We are a community committed to engrossment in both the selective and the heuristic senses.  It feels good to say that our Christian confession summons us to that hopeful, redemptive, and communal engrossment that is not self-securing so much as it is self-giving. 

Honors Work in Your Major: Joys and Pointers

From the desk of Kathryn Andringa:

When I applied for the Honors program, I saw that little piece called “HON 399” otherwise known as “Honors Work in the Major.” Now I think that if I just avoided that piece, it would just disappear (I have tried this with other homework and it hasn’t worked, so I don’t know why I thought this would work.) However as my junior year approached, I realized that due to my studying abroad the last semester, I only had 3 semesters left to do this in. I had no idea what I wanted to do in the summer, so that cut out the Fall 2012 semester. So now I was down to 2 semesters. Needless to say, I was nervous and didn’t have any idea what direction to take.

After a class in Communication Criticism, I fell in love with Rhetorical Analysis (Communications nerd alert). In laymen’s terms this means looking at a rhetorical text (anything that is public and persuasive), its context and what other scholars have written about it. You then analyze the text from your own perspective. One day in class we watched a scene from “Beauty and the Beast” looking at the rhetoric of the opening scene and what it said about the ideals of romance in our society. That’s when it hit me. I love rhetorical analyses. I love Disney. Why not combine these into a paper for my Honors research to be done Spring 2013? (Well it didn’t all come into my head like that, but you get the idea). Finally feeling confident in my idea, I went on to talking to professors and applying to do the research.

I have now been working on this project all of this semester. Looking at the rhetoric of Disney princess films specifically, I am looking at how the Narrative Paradigm (a communication theory of Walter Fisher) applies to Disney Princess films and being able to determine whether they are successful or not. I have looked at the need for a balance of maintaining the princess narrative viewers desire also known as narrative coherence with changing with the values of the time (narrative fidelity). I am truly a scholar. I am able to add my voice to the learned voices of Communications scholars that have looked at Disney in the past. One of my sources is Dr. Annalee Ward, a former Trinity professor in the Communications department.

Being a student currently in my research, I have some pointers for those of you who haven’t figured out what you will do your research in yet.

  • Do something you love and are passionate about: You work on this for a semester, so make sure it is something you care about.
  • Use your professors: Your professors are knowledgeable and especially those in your department have had you in class and may be able to make suggestions about what you may be interested in studying.
  • Use students who have already done this before: Upperclassmen who have (or are doing) research were once in your shoes. We know the stress of trying to figure out a topic and what you want to look at. Use our struggles to learn so your experience can be a joyful semester of scholarship and growing.

Grace and Peace

Kathryn Andringa

You Ask Me Who I Am, and I Wish I Could Explain

by Ethan Holmes

 
I’ve been asked to describe the person that I am,

how I came to faith and what’s led to all that’s come to pass,

but in my attempts upon this task, I find that what I can contrive

is nothing more than a list of things: Ethan is nice,

Ethan is hard-working, or he thinks good thoughts,

but those are things that I’ve been taught, so

following that thinking, I’ve become “me”

through lessons and preaching, but

that isn’t at all how we talk.

                                          I observe,

that in my life, at times, these things I claim

to make up me have not been mine—

that my ‘self,’ this person that I say ‘I am,’

has looked very much like something other

or someone else, so, though I know I’ve lived and felt

like there is someone—a gift to me—

that in my depths has lived and dwelt,

recently, my proclivity is toward the decline of identity

or, otherwise, what I call my           ‘self.’

 

My

                                   

                       self

I,      my ‘self,’     is me.

I am me, separately from the rest of humanity—

I possess, though may not have yet become,

a ‘self’ which is my own, independent of this or that.

There is one that is me and mine,

and I’ve been that person all this time,

                                     just not purely,

like life is just a matter

of picking the grain from the chaff.

                                          It sounds

quaint.

Truly, it must be nice,

that person, to own and know,

because, to me, that person shown

through repetitions taken twenty and twice,

is not my own. What I see is that me

“Me,”     as much     as me     is my own—

is misery.

 

Separately, I exist, yes,

but together we persist,

for I am never me alone.

 

And so I’ve heard it, thus, condoned,

that, at best, everything I consider me

all that’s met in my core to make this man

I implore you see—is not free, but nothing more

than a set of romantic protractions of my habits and reactions

to the place wherein I’m born in which I grow.

And, though that sounds conceivable—

even if on one level it isn’t flawed—believable and true 

is what separates evil from me and you

or what differentiates the Devil’s rhetoric

from that of GOD.

              So, this has to be clear,

because paramount among my fears

is that when you ask me who I am,

the only way I’ll think to explain

is by saying I write poems for Trinity

and my friends think I’m a little strange,

and if this is all that I can do to explain myself to all of you,

and I, my ‘self’ (or what I’m calling me)

cannot be recognized as true outside the context of my community—

                                                                  if this is correct—

that then means, in some respect, that if I elect

to be just by myself then I deny my true aspect,

and by being by myself,

I am no longer being. . . .

 

                                   my ‘self.’

 

And that doesn’t make any sense at all,

because what I call ‘myself,’ then

would be yours.

 

So, when you ask me who I am,

you should be able to explain.

 

But I know that, that’s deranged,

for, if I am just what I’m shaped to be

and I say that me is mine,

 

then I could shape myself in my hands

and take that as a sign

 

that anything I should dream to be

will come in time—with effort and

a clear conception of the life that’s lived

by this man I want to be—and then,

                                  I assume,

I would discover (if not make) what is me.

 

So, if I erase the limits of what my ‘self’ can be

(remember this boils down to perspective and perception)

then I will be at liberty to live by my right to free-election,

and my life will be subject only to my own corrections,

and then I’ll have no reason to give a damn what any of you think,

because shame is just a religious tool, so I would be a fool

to shrink from what I know I can become, for it is I

I am the only one at liberty to know the answer

to this question of who this person is that ‘I am.’

                                                Except,

don’t ask me who that is,

because if I’m forced to explain,

I’ll only be able to say

that me is who I choose to be,

but if I can be anything at all

then I am nothing in particular

and then, truly, my ‘self’ is lost,

but I know deep down this view is false,

because though, through life

I’ve lived with fault and fluctuation—

like a child you would not recognize—

there is someone behind these eyes

that does not change; I can’t deny-

                                    besides

GOD reminds me every day

that there is someone—a gift to me—

by reflected face and flesh, that I am me

and that me was made deliberately;

I can’t escape that

no matter how I try.

 

Though I am privileged

to exist, created in GOD’s image,

I have no idea what GOD looks like.

How does that help me understand?

 

We say he’s limitless and undefinable.

When Moses asks, He says “I am that I am.”

Later Pilate says GOD is King of Jews,

He tells him just because “you say so”

that doesn’t make it true.

 

He seems pretty averse to labels,

so, I figure, if this GOD created me

then I can whine and complain –

I can make demands –

I can go to theologians;

they can explain His command,

but, by giving definition,

I impoverish what seems like truth

that asking the question is what’s important,

giving answers has little use.

 

I’ve asked Him who I am plenty of times,

and every instance He provides an answer

all that He says is:

 

                           “You’re mine.”

 

So, you asked me who I am.

This is the best I can explain.

 

What Could Be Easier?

Remember the paralytic who’s lowered by his friends into a crowded room early in Mark’s gospel?  What sort of paralysis do you think he had?  I catch myself imagining him unable to use his legs, but able, barely, to sit up. Or maybe he’s propped up on pillows. I see him descending from the ceiling, sitting on the mat with mock solemnity, playing the magus, enjoying the self-subverting pretense.  He can’t keep his composure for long, though, because everybody’s laughing as they always do when this fellow shows up, borne along by his rowdy friends.  

Scratch that.  Not everybody is laughing.  The fellow raises his wine sack to the religious leaders in a wry toast, and hides his grin as he drinks, wine running out both sides of his mouth.  He lowers the bag, meeting their eyes with a bold stare, wiping away the excess liquor with aristocratic care. 

This self-satire is how he takes his stand in the world without the help of legs.

Then Jesus speaks.  Maybe he’s laughing, too.  It’s not beyond reckoning that he would enjoy the fellow’s comportment as much as anyone.  But around his mirth he utters the best joke of all.  “Son, your sins are forgiven.”  The place erupts again.  Everyone knows this lame fellow’s crudities, his drunkenness, the rumors of wild nights.  The religious leaders have long dismissed him to Gehenna.

But in all the tomfoolery, the Pharisees are even less amused than usual.  Jesus follows the lame man’s bold and merry stare until he meets their eyes.  He’s still smiling, but there’s something gauging in his stare.  He’s watching the leaders think their responsible, diligent, upright thoughts.  He’s registering their worries about establishing dangerous precedents and fraying moral threads in a precarious community on the edge of Rome. 

So Jesus poses a question to them.  “Which is easier?” he says, struggling a little to be heard by the Pharisees over all the raillery.  “Which is easier to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven’ or ‘Take up your bed and walk”? 

Which is easier?  Surely, no one in the room is pondering efficiency.  How is easier germane to anything?

This exchangeability between the forgiveness of sins and the restoration of wellbeing is a kind of resurrection moment well before Easter and well after Easter, too.  For all the publics of Jesus, it’s an Eschaton moment, a rich, quick ripening of new creation.  The reign of God suddenly is not only as close as Jesus says, but feels livable as such. 

I’m thinking of the paralyses that beset us, the beds we’re stuck on.  We do our best, sure.  We’re plucky.  We grin and bear up.  We make sometimes ghoulish attempts at joviality, disguising for whole hours at a time that we’re unable to throw back the coverlet and take the smallest step. 

But envision Jesus now, meeting your eye, admiring your courage, laughing at your little jokes—and then startling you, just for a moment, by saying that your secret’s safe with him. 

And you and a few of your concerned and knowing friends are puzzled, maybe even a little irked.  How does that announcement have any bearing on anything?  How does it offer the sort of all’s-well reassurance that Jesus’ eye seems to promise? And then Jesus asks you which is simpler to say:

Your sins are forgiven.

Or…

Take up that rascally final project, submit the squirmy thing, and graduate.

Take up your distractedness and begin to read deeply again.

Take up that angrily broken friendship and see it through to peace again.

Take up your compulsive behavior and live easily, graciously in your body again.

In Eastertide, we learn again that the forgiveness of sins and the restoration of human life become fungible.  There’s a blessed interchangeability between our deepest spiritual needs and our wildest hopes for wellbeing.  Not perhaps in the way we’re imagining.  Like the fellow on the mat, raising his sack of wine, and hoping only for a laugh, we’re famously inept when it comes to imagining. 

But in the crowded rooms of our everyday experience, when we meet Jesus’ eye, and hear him pose his odd questions about simplicity and viability, we learn to admit that somehow nothing could be easier than resurrection.