Sarah Dull: Foreign
published on Friday, October 29, 2010 by kjm20@duke.edu
I have never taken to foreign languages. Over the years I have attempted Spanish, French, German and Greek, and have sadly watched as each new language remained out of reach. I study for hours upon hours. I ask my professors for help. Yet I still can't seem to know enough to succeed.
I feel the church takes to foreign "things" in the same way I take to foreign languages. We might give it a good try but ultimately we cannot hold on to the new lessons that are being shown to us. A new way to worship? A new way to minister to our community? Another new pastor? No thank you, I would rather stick with what I know. Yet when we stick to what we know we often lose out on the opportunities to grow and to change for the better.
Coming from a small town, I am well aware of the "ways things are" and the "ways things always have been." These ways are often fine tuned machines that produce year after year but sometimes, these ways are killing our churches. So how do we deal with foreign practices?
Professor Stephen Chapman saw me studying for Hebrew one day in the library and offered me this piece of advice: When you study a vocabulary word, look at the word in Hebrew…then the word in English…and then the word in Hebrew once more.
Our churches should do the same.
When we experience something foreign, different or new, we should compare it to what we already know. Once we are able to associate it with something we do know, we should consider the foreign idea once more. This way, we may be able to comprehend. This way we might be able to realize that these foreign things aren't so foreign after all. Instead they are new ways of dealing with the things we have always known, things that can grow and strengthen our churches.
— Sarah Dull D’13

John shared with me his gruesome story of how a man he had thought of as his best friend had intentionally shot him in face over 25 years ago. The bullet had gone though his skull from front to back. After being in a coma for a significant amount of time, he survived, but the damage from the bullet left the back of his head flat and half of his brain had to be removed. Though John moved around pretty well with only a cane, he had lost all movement in one of his legs. For all he had been through, he seemed very much together, although he did confess that he often struggled to understand and grasp things in the ways he once did.
As noon rolled around, I pulled into an eerily empty parking lot only to be reminded of something that all North Carolinians know. All good barbeque restaurants are closed on Mondays! For whatever reason, there is a long held belief amongst the purveyors of barbeque that pig cannot be sold on Mondays. My cravings would have to wait another day.