August 23, 2016
Written by Matthew Davis
Matthew Davis is currently living in Texas, USA, and recently served as the Scholar-in-Residence for East Mountain's 6-week intensive internship program, Summit 2016.
I want to think about a word 'perspective' for a moment.
What definitions come to mind? What images?
Perhaps the word brought to mind a definition or two, like "point of view" or a particular "attitude." Perhaps you went another step, thinking of an example from your own life or in recent events. And this is exactly what I want to talk about today.
It is an early morning here in Texas as I write this. Having recently returned from South Africa, where I was humbled to have served as East Mountain's scholar-in-residence for the 2016 Summit, the word 'perspective' has been very near to my thoughts and lips. Friends and family have asked about my time. They are eager for stories and pictures, and in the midst of it, the word comes back again and again. When I scroll through social media apps, again and again: perspective.
Here are some of those thoughts...
This year's interns came to Summit for a variety of reasons and from a variety of places. They all brought not just clothes, Bibles, and toothbrushes, but also their own stories. They brought every joy and trial, and every idea of themselves, of this world, and God. I did too.
Together we went through Paul's letter to the Ephesians. We wrote down every 'identity marker,' that is, every place where Paul tells us who we are (and who we were). We talked about the plan of God for this world and the direction of history. We talked about how we should live. And in the midst of it all, God began to adjust their perspective.
I know I keep using that word, but, honestly, maybe it's because so often it does not mean for us what we think it means. We think of 'perspective' and see our own point of view and our own attitude. When we do, we mostly look at our own feet and think our own thoughts; we reach out and try to grasp our own breath. And when we are not thinking of ourselves, we are thinking of the world and its direction. We seek its counsel or we see what events unfold day after day. Often we are left with a desperate, terrible glimpse. What, then, shall we do? How must we live? We need to live from God's perspective.
Living in a busy household where privacy is but a moment and every day of six weeks is planned, I witnessed the Summit interns practice the things that Paul preached in Ephesians (many of which weren't planned). Their humility and leadership were evident as they brought up issues and practiced forgiveness. They encouraged one another, each intern one by one. They prayed for one another. They gathered together many evenings singing songs of worship. They broke bread together. They laughed. They hoped.
Then they all went back home.
But do you know what they took with them? Pictures, memories, and a cool t-shirt? Yes, of course. But also this: a taste, a glimpse of God's perspective!
Perspective needs vision and distance. Grasping God's perspective allows us a peek into reality, because it alone offers the eternal vision and distance necessary to grasp who we are and where history is headed. If we look into our own past and what's going on in this world, we don't see hope or a future; we see chaos. But Paul offers to us the gospel's perspective of reality. He calls us to look much further back and much further ahead.
And this is good news! Why? It means that before it all began and after it all ends, it is God's perspective that will remain. It means that you have a hope and a future because of the death and resurrection of Christ.
It means that, because of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, the church is now a cosmic witness of God's radical reconciliation plan. It means that we are, as theologian Stanley Grenz calls the church, a 'pioneer community.' And our Summit interns are back on the frontier, having taking with them that glimpse of God's perspective. They are the ones telling the world, "Come and see. For we are the ones that have tasted and seen!" Read more
June 21, 2016
Written by Karen & Phil Dubert
Karen & Phil moved to South Africa in 2012 to live in the EM community and serve as members of EM full-time staff.
We are in the middle of Summit and if there is one thing we want to do, it's feed our interns well. They have an over-flowing schedule, plenty of studying, ministry commitments, and adventures to go on. So, we feel it is necessary to provide adequate nutrition.
But on a Saturday night three weeks into the journey, they each came to the dinner table with a small coloured square which was placed before them. If they had a blue square, they received a plate of pap (stiff corn meal), a large spoonful of beans, half a boiled carrot, and a spoon to eat with. If they had a yellow square, they received a plate with a quarter loaf of brown bread, a spoonful of jam, the other half of someone's boiled carrot and a helping of those same beans. They all drank black, terrible coffee, the blue squares had one spoonful of sugar, the yellows had two.
There were no seconds and no desserts. It didn't take long to finish the unappetising meal, but they did finish it. They had had a long day and were ready to eat. This dinner was the wrap up of a pilgrimage to Robben Island which started at 9 am on a boat trip to the famous prison in Cape Town's Table Bay. The blue squares received the standard ration of the Black prisoners and the yellow squares received the diet designated for Asian and Coloured prisoners. Although the interns made the best of it, it was hardly a jolly meal.
Robben Island's most renowned prisoner was Nelson Mandela who spent 18 of his 27 years as a prisoner there. Our interns rode in a bus around the island seeing: the house of isolation where Robert Sobukwe was kept, the large rooms which housed 60 prisoners who slept on two mats with four thin blankets, the quarry where the prisoners broke rock, the cave where the educated prisoners secretly taught the illiterates, and the cell where Mandela lived, slept, and wrote his "Long Walk to Freedom". They took in more than history.
They saw a new depth of human spirit, that God-breathed part of each person.
They turned cold inside from the horror of what people could do to one another, and they were warmed by the resilience of people to respond to evil in gracious ways. Mandela's legacy is strong there. We listened to a guide who had been incarcerated in 1986, sentenced to 14 years for "acts of subversion." When our intern, KeKe, asked him how he felt when he first
walked into the cell he would share with 59 others, Ndoza said he had hope because he knew he had 14 years, then could walk free. He knew the Rivonia Trialists (Mandela and other leaders) were serving life sentences. He lived in the hope that one day he would walk free. Now he proudly shows tourists his prison and tells his story.
This journey is one of the experiences we hope will make our interns more aware of history and the reality of human nature. We pray it brings all our hearts and eyes into alignment with how God's heart feels and His eyes see this world we desire to serve.
As Mandela said: "For to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others."
Enhancing the lives of others is essential in Kingdom life. Read more
May 31, 2016
Written by Autumn Pendergras
Autumn is enrolled in the East Mountain Residency Program. She lives full-time at EM's Community House & Retreat Center and ministers at a school in a local township.
As I write this I am sitting in Trinity Church in Beacon Valley. It is nine at night and I have been here since nine this morning. I have taught phonics, played dolls, lost foot races, had my hair pulled my a dozen little girls, and heard my name over a thousand times since this morning.
This is my place. I don't fit in. I'm not the right color, I don't speak the right language, and many people call me the crazy white girl. But it is where my heart is.
I have been partnering with Trinity Church and Trinity Children's Center for the last ten months and every day that I am here I fall more in love. I look into the eyes of a laughing child and the girls in our middle school group come up to give me a hug and tell me the latest drama and I can't imagine wanting to be anywhere else.
The Summit interns from East Mountain came with me this week to play with the Trinity Children's Center kids. KeKe coached some soccer and all of the kids had the opportunity to read in small groups with the interns. It is so amazing to watch the influence of positive role models in Mitchells Plain.
To see the partnership between Trinity and East Mountain flourish has brought so much joy to my heart. Trinity's wholistic view of each child and person that comes through their doors combined with East Mountain's desire to train leaders has led to a great partnership. The church has run out of seats the last three weeks and the Thursday night Bible study at the church dives deep into the truth of scripture every week. I see the light of the gospel going out in a place that the world calls forsaken.