Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Bought with a price...

In recent times, I have had more several tell me that they are "shocked" that I am not joining in with the railing against "loss of liberties" or that I'm "not the same person" because I don't believe this is all a wild hoax meant to enslave us and take away the American way.  My answer to that is - if that was who I was expected to be, I thank the Lord Jesus Christ that He has chosen to deliver me from being that woman!  I'm completely ashamed that I would have been thought to be "that" person; I publicly repent if that's who I seemed to be. I can't be her and follow Christ. I'm not interested in the political aspects of this - I'm interested in loving my neighbor and subjecting myself to restrictions meant to protect them.  I have been bought with a very high price, I've been commanded to be a living sacrifice. Sometimes I don't do such a great job living in a way that shows that, but it is my strongest desire.

Many of the Jews that followed Jesus were hoping He would be this conquering warrior, taking down Roman rule. He was not. He came telling them to deny themselves, to take up their crosses and follow him. When I look at God's Word, I see it telling me to put the needs of others more highly than my own, to subject myself to governing authorities, to go the extra mile and be ready to give the proverbial "shirt off my back," etc. In fact, it tells me that I should not love my earthly life so much that I'm not willing to lose it for His sake.  What I do NOT see anywhere in Scripture is that I should esteem my personal liberties or material wealth so highly that I would risk causing other people illness or death.  I'm am NOT being prevented from worshipping God or sharing my faith. Therefore, I can search and search for it, but there is no Biblical mandate for me to rant and rave about measures taken to prevent the spread of COVID19.

In 1 Corinthians 13 we are told "These three remain: faith, hope and love. The greatest of these is love."  I have *faith* - God is my provider, He has shown me this repeatedly.  My trust is not in the economy, in the Bill of Rights, etc and so forth --- and it is not that I don't like those things -- it is simply NOT where I place my faith. I'm aware that "the Lord gives and the Lord takes away," with Job I agree, "Blessed be the name of the Lord."  My *hope* - well, I'll echo the songwriter who said, "My hope is built in nothing less than Jesus' love and righteous, I dare not trust the sweetest frame buy wholly trust in Jesus' Name." All other ground is sinking sand; I believe March and April have proven that. And then there is *love* and doesn't the Word of God ask us lay down our lives for our friends? Over and over I see the Word place honor on life.  I challenge you to search out what the Bible says on the value of life and on materialism - they are spoken of quite differently.

My friend shared this verse the other day, "Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable?" Matthew 6:26  I believe that. Think on what that tells you about the value of the individual and of Who does the providing.

To the people who are saying this is a hoax and dismissing the suffering people in New York, New Jersey and elsewhere and who can't believe I'm not in agreement- shame on you. The appearance is that of people trying to justify their hardness of heart. You may share your conspiracy theories, you may rant all you want, but I have friends and family in the thick of this and it is REAL. I've also heard people attempt to justify their positions with "it's the elderly and immuno-compromised who are dying," as if those people do not matter!  They matter to Jesus and they matter to their loved ones.  Some of these people will talk about how if you were the only person on earth, Jesus would still die for you...and yet, this?  Interestingly, some of the people who I've seen doing just this are the same ones I see publicly grieving the deaths of their loved ones long after their passing. They, of all people, should know how profound an effect grief and loss have.  God values each of those - the elderly and the folks with underlying conditions - that you would like to sacrifice on the altars of materialism and "freedom"  that you don't want to wear a mask or spend a short time restricting your movement; however, I don't believe He values your selfishness.  If you are a Christian and doing this, doubly shame on you - because the Word teaches you better.

As far as me not being the woman "you know" because I don't want to run down your rabbit hole:  I'm the same me who studied pandemics as a hobby two decades ago, making my family laugh as I was thrilled to be given books on the bubonic plague and small pox as gifts. I'm the same me listening to lectures from microbiologists, reading peer-reviewed journals, and reading news from all parts of the globe and both sides of the political aisle in order to better understand this. I'm still a patriotic American who believes in the Bill of Rights - I just don't see it being violated. Not at all.  I've shared enough *actual facts* about the transmission and the unrealisticness of separating all elderly and immuno-compromised people. I've shared cold hard truth about how it is NOT comparable to the flu (or to car accidents, to getting whacked by a chainsaw killer, or whatever nonsense you want to compare it to), in order to pretend it isn't a brand-new, deadly evolving situation where the data is still being accumulated. I'm the same woman and I love Jesus more than all the other aspects of me, my life, etc.

This whole thing reminds me of a couple of songs --

Meatloaf sang, "I'll do anything for love, but I wouldn't do that..." In this case, there are some who would do anything for love BUT wear a mask, BUT social distance, BUT submit to government authority.

Michael Card sang, "What will it take to keep you from Jesus, keep you from heeding His call? A simple excuse of a heart that is hard, a reason that's nothing at all." Jesus gave the example of submitting to earthly authorities. A question I ask myself, is what I love in this life keeping me from following Jesus? If it is, I pray for help to let it go.  Sometimes its hard, very hard, and trials/temptations are allowed to refine me - but I've counted the cost and nothing surpasses the joy that comes from knowing Him.

Therefore, I am not sorry if I'm not who you expect me to be.

Monday, April 6, 2020

Eustace and Aslan...shedding our dragonish ways

We often try to "fix ourselves" with all sorts of self-help endeavors. These are not bad things; it is good to evaluate ourselves and to become aware of our failings and shortcomings. However, we see only skin deep - the Lord sees the heart. It is good to accept those things in our life that reveal to us how very much we cannot do it on our own, how great our need for our Savior truly is. 
In "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader"
“...I looked up and saw the very last thing I expected: a huge lion coming slowly toward me. And one queer thing was that there was no moon last night, but there was moonlight where the lion was. So it came nearer and nearer. I was terribly afraid of it. You may think that, being a dragon, I could have knocked any lion out easily enough. But it wasn’t that kind of fear. I wasn’t afraid of it eating me, I was just afraid of it—if you can understand. Well, it came close up to me and looked straight into my eyes. And I shut my eyes tight. But that wasn’t any good because it told me to follow it.”
“You mean it spoke?”
“I don’t know. Now that you mention it, I don’t think it did. But it told me all the same. And I knew I’d have to do what it told me, so I got up and followed it. And it led me a long way into the mountains… there was a garden—trees and fruit and everything. In the middle of it there was a well… The water was as clear as anything and I thought if I could get in there and bathe it would ease the pain in my leg. But the lion told me I must undress first… So I started scratching myself and my scales began coming off all over the place… But just as I was going to put my feet into the water I looked down and saw that they were all hard and rough and wrinkled and scaly just as they had been before... Then the lion said—but I don’t know if it spoke—‘You will have to let meundress you.’ I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now. So I just lay flat down on my back to let him do it. The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I’ve ever felt. The only thing that made me able to bear it was just the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off. You know—if you’ve ever picked the scab off a sore place. It hurts like billy-oh but it is such fun to see it coming away.”
“I know exactly what you mean,” said Edmund.
“Well, he peeled the beastly stuff right off—just as I thought I’d done it myself the other three times, only they hadn’t hurt—and there it was lying on the grass: only ever so much thicker, and darker, and more knobbly-looking than the others had been. And there was I as smooth and soft as a peeled switch and smaller than I had been. Then he caught hold of me—I didn’t like that much for I was very tender underneath now that I’d no skin on—and threw me into the water. It smarted like anything but only for a moment. After that it became perfectly delicious and as soon as I started swimming and splashing I found that all the pain had gone from my arm. And then I saw why. I’d turned into a boy again.”1
 C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (New York: Harper Collins, 1994), pp. 113–16.
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation.
The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.

2 CORINTHIANS 5:17 ESV

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Viking slave ship flying a Christian flag

What makes a Christian employer Christian? When an employee signs on to a company that claims to be Christian, there is an expectation that the Christian values touted in the mission and vision statements will extend to the employees. It is a shock when this is not found to be true and that employees are treated like chattel and not like brothers/sisters in Christ. Does just flying a flag saying, "We are Christians!" translate to "Yes, this is indeed a Christian organization" or is there something more?

**Caveat:  This piece will not address the joys of TEACHING, the wonders of student breakthroughs, the beauty of relationship-building. That happened IN SPITE of the conditions described below.

Once upon a time found myself in a situation where this question is pressing in my mind. With excitement I accepted a position where I felt I would be part of a Christian family joined together in a worthy mission.I had been part of two amazing Christian schools that were exactly that (Akron & Sparta), so my expectations and joy joy seemed fully appropriate.  That excitement soon turned to discouragement, dismay, and ultimately despair as I discovered that teachers were merely cogs in a machine. If a cog was broken from lack of maintenance/care, then a new one was found. So much so that most of the staff was new. When I resigned, the principal asked me, "What happened to the excited, passionate woman I hired?" I said, "You tell me."

One thing that took its toll on that excited, passionate woman was that she was cooked. She was standing on her feet in an exceedingly hot classroom without circulation for the lion's share of an eight-hour workday. Professional clothes stuck to her body, sweat pouring from her face.  At 7am the classroom started out in the 80s from August through September and went up throughout the day. The first five and a half hours of the day were spent standing/walking and sweating with a less than 20 minute break before more of the same. The more bodies in the room, the higher the temp (afternoon there were generally 30 bodies, the majority adult-sized). Even heat at temperatures of 80F has a marked effect on human performance and health. See https://www.ehstoday.com/health/news/heat-stress-affects-performance-7791   The OSHA technical manual recommends employers maintain workplace temperatures in the range of 68-76 degrees Fahrenheit and along with humidity control. For 8 weeks I worked in conditions over 85F with  humidity ranging from 58 to 90%.  There were many days with classroom temps at 86 and a heat index of 79, that gave a classroom real-feel of 96F. During the severe Ohio heat wave, temperatures were greater but I did not have a gauge set up.

On October 3rd, the effect of the heat was so severe on my body that I experienced muscle cramps, trembling, and a rapid heart rate. The substitute in my room (to replace a teacher who was fired after telling admin that they had become militant and legalistic) said that I was extremely red. He was greatly concerned and thought I needed ice from the nurse but I was so afraid of not getting the required work done that I sat down in front of a fan for a few minutes. On the drive home that day I was unfocused and shaking. I went to the doctor the next day and was prescribed two days off. By this point I knew that nothing would be done about the heat because I had spoken to the the principal about it several times to no avail and with flippant response.

My second floor classroom was above the boiler room and next to the computer servers, whose venting was directly into the attic above my room. My classroom had two windows which looked out upon a sort of courtyard area consisting of a asphalt roof just below the windows and two brick walls. There was a small alleyway after the roof and then the high school building walled it all in. It was an area where no breeze could enter but the hot sun would bake the roof and the brick walls and drive the heat into the classroom. It reminded me of a pizza oven. The classroom was HOT. Teachers were required to bring their own fans. Three fans did absolutely nothing.(I'm a widow on a limited income; I cannot afford to buy large industrial fans myself).  A person entering the room from the hallway was hit in the face with a blast of heat. After a weekend of temperatures in the low 50s with the windows open and fans on, the temperature in the classroom on an early Monday morning was still 79F and would rise into the mid-80s as the day wore on. September was very hot and the temperature in the classroom was often up to the low-90s - and this does NOT include the heat index factoring in the humidity.  Students were sweating, requiring frequent trips to the fountain, getting diarrhea from the heat, and becoming fatigued. This made learning extremely difficult and of course, wildly uncomfortable. Repeated pleas to the principal led to flippant statements like, "Fall will be here eventually!" and moments where it seemed like something might be done but, sadly, nothing happened except one thing. Speaking to the Dean of Students during one of his frequent trips into the room, he criticized me and said, "Don't complain. Tell me solutions."  I *did* offer solutions: Buy industrial fans. Put ceiling mounted fans in. Put fans in the corners of the ceilings, creating circulation. None of this was done.  In the seventh week a portable air conditioner showed up in the room (the day after I was so sick it scared me and the doctor prescribed two days off). The unit was the kind that has an exhaust tube to stick out a window and the size to cool a 12X10 room, certainly not a large classroom. No matter - it was left sitting in the back of the room and never hooked up. It would require the removal of a window or sticking it out the window and rigging up some sort of framework around it. Instead it just sat there, a token of the transient thought of relief. Classroom temperatures that week climbed to 86 with a heat index in the 90s.

In a meeting that began the school year, the principal first shocked teachers by adding 15 minutes to the workday without informing them (no compensation). She then emphatically addressed the staff with a pointed, shaking finger, "School begins at 7:15 sharp and not a moment later."  Obviously, that creates a tone that says, "I think you are a bunch of slackers and I'm putting you on notice that no slacking will be tolerated."  (She later retracted the extra 15 minute demand due to the outrage). Meanwhile, the week of "professional boot camp" that this kicked off was a relentless chain of meetings and classes. New teachers to the school were given zero time in their classrooms. At this time they did not have class lists, copier codes, and many did not have curriculum.  Class lists were provided toward the end of the week but still the new teachers were not given classroom time. 

The principal, to me on two occasions, cavalierly stated that teaching was "not a 9 to 5 job" and mentioned new teachers who were in their classroom over the weekend doing what needed to be done.  As if this is good - as if this is just "to be expected." That cavalier attitude was repeatedly encountered. The message was clear: You are expected to use as much of your private time as necessary to do the work we do not give you time to do while on the clock in the building.  Now all teachers know that one *must* bring work home, one must do a great deal of planning home. However, most schools provide TIME within the walls to do some of this.  Schools provide early dismissal days for students before interims and grading periods that are "teacher work days" so that teachers can accomplish this. They provide planning periods that strive to as adequately as possible provide time. One school in this area has made every Wednesday an early dismissal day so that teachers can have meetings and work in their rooms.

So it is established that in order to complete necessary duties, some teachers were coming in on unpaid weekend time. It became abundantly clear that work/life balance was not a consideration.  On the annual schedule, teachers were told that there were two after school staff meetings a month.  These meetings extended one hour and fifteen minutes past the close of school.  One was informed this in the beginning of the year and therefore, could prepare accordingly. My experience was that these were well-planned meetings and the agenda was firmly followed.  However, a group for newer teachers to the school was led by an adviser. This was initially expressed as a meeting that would occur during the professional development days (scheduled on days that students had off from school). This adviser was given carte blanche to demand that newer teachers stay after school an additional two days per month AND that they drive to an off-site coffee shop for these meetings.  The adviser stated in a meeting that "if something is important, it is worth sacrificing two hours for" - this was actually 2 1/2 hours plus having to drive off-site and all that entails.

Now to a twist in the workday.  Teachers were shocked to find that student AND teacher lunches were trimmed down to 20 minutes a day. Teachers were to walk their students to lunch, obviously reducing their own lunch time.  During lunch they needed to answer emails, supervise lunch detentions, and often have surprise meetings with admin or student development staff who chose to pop into the room. Actually getting to eat a meal and have a moment of sanity was not going to happen.  Heaven forbid you needed to wait in line for the sole microwave or use the restroom. (Here absolutely no regard to studies that have shown that cutting down lunch time leads to more student lunches being wasted and less nutritious food intake. I could paste in here scientific studies in stacks, but that is for another article).

Also shocking was my discovery that students as young as fourth grade - ten year olds - no longer had recess.  Who takes recess away from fourth graders? These are children!  That said a lot to me. An administration that doesn't understand the psychological needs of children is certainly not going to care for the needs of the teacher. “Some devalue recess because they assume it to be — as they assume play in young children to be — a waste of time, time that could be otherwise more efficiently spent,” Anthony Pellegrini, former professor of educational psychology at the University of Minnesota, wrote in a 2008 paper. “There is no theory or empirical evidence to support this point of view. The counter-argument, that recess is good, is backed by a large body of theory and empirical research.”  This "Christian" administration was far, far behind the latest studies showing that the drive to achieve higher test scores was not going to be achieved by reducing recess.  I had to ask myself:  What kind of "Christian" people lack compassion and understanding of children to the degree that they will not allow them time to eat or time to release their stress with play?

The copier room became a place where teachers could briefly meet and cry to each other, some with actual tears. The school day started at 7:15 (sharp, remember?) but on Mondays one had to be in the cafeteria "SHARP" at that time for a "stand up" meeting.  That meant that on Mondays if you needed to do anything to set up your room, you needed to be there much, much earlier.  At 7:30 classroom teachers were required to be at their doors, greeting students and watching the lockers.  For me, I was on my feet from 7am or earlier until after taking the students down to lunch, arriving back in my room around 11:52, unless I stopped at the restroom.  I was back on my feet to watch the halls by 12:11 and on my feet until after I led students to specials at 1:55. My planning period, nearly always taken by meetings, lasted until students returned at 2:35, when I needed to be on my feet again, watching the halls. Wednesdays involved walking car-riders down and standing in the cafeteria until 3:10.

Everyone pretty much had this relentless schedule of standing on their feet for all but a brief period of time.  When we met in that copier room (where the bathroom was located), the stress was freely shared. The staff which started out in August as happy, excited co-workers became a host of beaten down men and women dragging themselves through the day.  The first teacher worship during boot camp week had been amazing and inspiring. The last one, after these 8 weeks of being squeezed like an old mop, was dull and lifeless. The joy had been wrung out.

There were other issues that played into teacher dis-encouragement including micromanagement at a level that I had never before witnessed. That can be nerve-wracking but we were given a heads up in the beginning of the year that admin would be "in and out of classrooms." I didn't know that it meant a continual parade of interruption, but at least it was expected and I chose to overlook it and keep teaching. At that copier, however, teachers wondered and worried thinking it was *just* each of them experiencing the parade - as if they were personally under a microscope. I think it helped everyone to know "no, you are not alone, they are doing it to all of us."

I've yet to mention anything that shows Christian love and care for the employees, for a sign of something that shows the edification of co-workers in Christ. I wish I could but I cannot say anything jumps out other than a breakfast served by admin during the last day of boot camp week. There was no teacher lounge. Teacher birthdays were not recognized during announcements (happily, students were). There was a quickness to criticize and rare moments of praise. It seemed like more and more was piled on to each day. More procedures, more meetings, more directions to insure that not only were "i's" dotted and "t's" crossed but that the slant of each letter was perfectly in sync and that the dotting and crossing were at standardized heights." (I found this amazing when a situation with severe mold on classroom furniture occurred and the administration was decidedly NOT inclined to follow prescribed decontamination procedures. If one is going to be rigid, rigidity on safety and health should be exercised. In the situation occurring on October 15, the mold was handled in a completely unacceptable manner).

A good secular employer knows that his human capital is his greatest asset. Key to good human resource management is appreciation. Employees need to feel appreciated and respected.  A weary and unappreciated employee can quickly become a disengaged employee. The human body is a wonderful piece of equipment and must be maintained and tended with care.  Therefore, adequate breaks and a healthy work/life balance should be fundamental. Should a Christian organization show less care and concern than secular bodies?

Therefore, one must ask -- what does the Bible say about Christian employers?   While there are no specific addresses to employers, there are many Bible verses that apply.

The righteous care for the needs of their animals, but the kindest acts of the wicked are cruel. Proverbs 12:10

1 Corinthians 9:9
For it is written in the Law of Moses: "Do not muzzle an ox while it is treading out the grain." Is it about oxen that God is concerned?

Colossians 4:1
Masters, treat your slaves justly and fairly, knowing that you also have a Master in heaven.

1 Timothy 5:18 "For the Scripture says, You shall not muzzle an ox when it is treading out the grain, and again, The laborer is worthy of his hire."

Acts 20:28 "Be on guard for yourselves and for all the flock, among which the Holy Spirit has made you overseers, to shepherd the church of God which He purchased with His own blood.

Luke 6:31
And as you wish that others would do to you, do so to them.

Deuteronomy 24:14
“You shall not oppress a hired servant who is poor and needy, whether he is one of your brothers or one of the sojourners who are in your land within your towns.

Proverbs 11:1
A false balance is an abomination to the Lord, but a just weight is his delight.

I can now clearly see why the world looks at people and organizations that declare themselves to be Christian and scoff. I have had the privilege of working for two Christian organizations in the past that indeed were godly, loving and wonderful places with admin that loved both students and staff. I will hold those places dearly in my heart. However, this situation has led me to shed my naivety and in the future, I will be wary --- very, very wary.

(I hesitate to share this publicly because when one blows a whistle one opens up to all sorts of criticism. At least I have documentation of the heat AND the fact of its physical/mental effects on performance. It is sad to say that I have to retain other evidence to protect myself).



I don't like roller coasters

Those who know me well know that I do not like roller coasters. I don't like being propelled at high speeds around hairpin turns nor do I like plunging downward at severe angles. My favorite ride was at Geauga Lake and it was Grizzly River Run. You are in a raft and waves fling you about a little, you get splashed, if you are the unlucky/lucky one to be directly under the waterfall you get drenched. It's not a ride for thrillseekers. It's just FUN without being extreme. I wish life was like that.