Candide and Utilitarianism

Reading Karen Lebacqz’s take on John Stuart Mill and utilitarianism for Social Justice class, I was brought back to sophomore year of college, to one of my all-time favorite performance experiences (I mean, check out that bouffant!). The musical theatre and vocal performance departments collaborated on a main stage production of Leonard Bernstein’s operetta, based on Voltaire’s novel, Candide. Throughout the protagonist Candide’s journey, he desires knowledge of how to lead a good, happy life with Cunegonde, the woman he loves. Along the way, Candide and Cunegonde meet a variety of idiosyncratic characters who promote various philosophies – extreme optimism, extreme pessimism, extreme egoism, and everything in between – which represent the perspectives of several of Voltaire’s contemporaries.

Candide and Cunegonde both witness and even participate in some despicable behavior in order to reach their end goal of happiness. At the conclusion of the operetta, the couple discovers that on their quest, a utopian society simply cannot be a realistic goal. Rather, they must strive to do things such as cultivating a garden, chopping wood, building a house, and other useful actions that will increase their happiness. I am struck by the utilitarian character of the operetta’s finale, the famous "Make Our Garden Grow."

CANDIDE

You've been a fool

And so have I,

But come and be my wife.

And let us try,

Before we die,

To make some sense of life.

We're neither pure, nor wise, nor good

We'll do the best we know.

We'll build our house and chop our wood

And make our garden grow...

And make our garden grow.

CUNEGONDE

I thought the world

Was sugar cake

For so our master said.

But, now I'll teach

My hands to bake

Our loaf of daily bread.

CANDIDE AND CUNEGONDE

We're neither pure, nor wise, nor good

We'll do the best we know.

We'll build our house and chop our wood

And make our garden grow...

And make our garden grow.

CANDIDE, CUNEGONDE, MAXIMILLIAN, PAQUETTE, OLD LADY, DR. PANGLOSS

Let dreamers dream

What worlds they please

Those Edens can't be found.

The sweetest flowers,

The fairest trees

Are grown in solid ground.

ENSEMBLE

We're neither pure, nor wise, nor good

We'll do the best we know.

We'll build our house and chop our wood

And make our garden grow.

And make our garden grow!

© 2012 Katie Davis

Love as "Impossible Possibility": Niebuhr, Women, & Agape

This week for Social Justice class, I studied the model of justice proclaimed by American Protestant theologian Reinhold Niebuhr. Concurrent with the development of much of Catholic social teaching, Neibuhr’s thought evolved significantly from the 1920’s to his death in 1971. Throughout his years as a pastor, professor, writer, and speaker, Niebuhr developed his theo-philosophy of “Christian realism.” Niebuhr’s unique perspective lifts up the importance of struggle and human limitation with regard to issues of love and justice.

In Six Theories of Justice, feminist theologian Karen Lebacqz explains that for Niebuhr, perfect justice is “a state of ‘brotherhood’ in which there is no conflict of interests” (Lebacqz, 85-86). In essence, perfect justice is synonymous with perfect love, neither of which Niebuhr believes is attainable in this sinful world. Emphasizing that human beings are fallen sinners, Niebuhr claims that only “imperfect” or “relative” justice is possible. In the striving for perfect justice and, ultimately, for perfect love, people inevitably become caught up in the self-interest and imbalance of power found throughout human history. Only in God’s “kingdom” will the vision of perfect harmony be fulfilled.

For Niebuhr, as unrealistic a goal as perfect love is for earth, it remains as “impossible possibility” (Ibid, 85). That is, though only Jesus could embody it in the social world, love is still the ultimate standard by which the morality of all actions are to be measured (Ibid). What does this perfect love look like? An important distinction for Niebuhr is the difference between “mutual” love and “self-sacrificing” love (or agape). Like many Christians, Niebuhr deems self-sacrificing love as the purest form of love -- the kind of love modeled by Jesus whose cross signifies the ultimate self-gift. For Niebuhr and others, perfect love is to be “disinterested,” free of self-interest and only concerned with the well-being of the other. On the other hand, “mutual” love, according to Niebuhr, “is never free of prudential concern for oneself as well” (Ibid, 84).

In addition to other critiques of Niebuhr’s work, Lebacqz briefly explains that feminists have criticized Niebuhr for disregarding injustices faced by women. She writes, “When ‘sin’ for men may be represented by the will to power over others, some argue that sin for women has more often been a too-ready self-effacement” (Ibid, 95). While I certainly am an advocate for taking up our crosses with selfless love, a feminist lens raises important issues regarding self-sacrifice as the defining characteristic of perfect love. In “Love Understood as Self-Sacrifice and Self-Denial: What Does it Do to Women?” feminist theologian Brita L. Gill-Austern explores this conundrum and offers liberating possibilities for women from within the Christian tradition.

Gill-Austern asserts that “The equation of love with self-sacrifice, self-denial, and self-abnegation in Christian theology is dangerous to women’s psychological, spiritual, and physical health, and it is contrary to the real aim of Christian love” (Moessner, 304). She explores this suggestion by addressing three critical questions: What motivates women toward self-sacrifice? What are the negative effects of self-sacrifice on women? And what is the distinguishing characteristic of Christian love? Gill-Austern believes that exploring these issues through theological, cultural, and psychological lenses will have long-lasting effects on women’s lives, including the development of a pastoral theology that is life-giving for them, as well as for men.

The author begins by explaining six key psychological, cultural and theological issues that motivate self-sacrifice and self-denial in women:

       1) the inherently relational identity of women as created and perpetuated by society
     and gender roles

     2) the powerful, popular message that women must give up their needs to stay
     connected to other people

     3) women’s social and economic dependence

     4) women’s commonly felt self-doubt, false guilt, and self-abnegation in a society that
     continues to deem them inferior

     5) a structurally unequal society, masked by skewed perceptions of what it means to
     care for and love others

     6) a theological tradition that upholds such actions as the ultimate expression of
     Christian love (Ibid, 305-308).

Gill-Austern also delves into the negative effects of self-sacrifice and self-denial on women. This pattern can lead women to lose touch with their own desires and needs, and to lose themselves and their voices in the process. Gill-Austern believes that the resultant void often can be filled with the resentment of feeling like victims. Instead of functioning for themselves, women can become so fixated on functioning for others that they lose belief in their own agency. This lack of self-esteem eventually can cause women to forego their public responsibility to use their gifts for the good of God and the world. Overcome by the stress and strain of living only for others, constantly self-sacrificing women can become unable to engage in authentically mutual intimate relationships, the author suggests. Without even being aware of it, women whose love is full of self-denial participate in the perpetuation of structures that exploit women and celebrate male domination (Ibid, 310-315).

Despite the dangers of self-denial, Gill-Austern emphasizes the beauty and potential for good found in self-sacrifice as well. She cautions readers, explaining,”...women need to resist the increasingly widespread tendency to condemn all forms of self-giving. Self-sacrifice is not pernicious by definition; it is not always a manifestation of codependency. Self-sacrifice can be an essential element of authentic, faithful love—the self-fulfilling self-transcendence to which Jesus calls us” (Ibid, 315). The author finds examples from within Scripture to support her claim – the parable of the Good Samaritan and Jesus’ interactions with Mary and Martha, for example – which offer a hopeful perspective on loving, life-giving relationship. Gill-Austern, citing the Gospel of John, witnesses to the alternative paradigm Jesus offers people – relationships of mutuality and friendship as opposed to structures of superiority and inferiority (Ibid, 316-317).

Most poignantly for me, Gill-Austern breaks open the self-giving love modeled by the Trinity. She explains:

First, self-giving is not about denial of self (there is no withholding of the self), but rather an offering up of one’s very fullness...Full becoming requires the presence of an other…Second, in the Trinity there is no pattern of domination or subordination, no quelling of individuality or uniqueness...The Trinity as a model of self-giving love safeguards difference while maintaining connection…Third, the Trinity affirms persons’ needs for one another by showing us that wholeness is a relational concept, not something that one achieves on one’s own...At the heart of divine love is reciprocal giving (Ibid, 319).

These nuanced understandings of Trinitarian relationality and Jesus’ self-sacrifice offer new possibilities for women, whether we are studying the theology of Reinhold Niebuhr, Margaret Farley, Joseph Ratzinger, or Karl Rahner. Niebuhr claims that “If...selflessness were a simple possibility in history, there would be no need for justice, since all would coexist in a perfect harmony of love” (Lebacqz, 84). And maybe that is true. But in my view, we can offer authentic selflessness only when we know and love the fullness of who we are: men and women created in God’s image.

We are each continually created of Love, by Love, and for Love. When we begin to see ourselves the way that God sees us -- as the beloved -- then we can offer self-sacrifice in a way that is both radical and healthy. We truly can understand what it means to love our neighbor as ourselves (Matthew 22:39). And in the impossibility of perfect love and justice, we can hold onto the possible. Loving always in relationship to God, others, and ourselves, we can work toward becoming the brotherhood and sisterhood of the Reign of God.

Works Cited

Lebacqz, Karen. Six Theories of Justice: Perspectives from Philosophical and Theological Ethics. Minneapolis: 

          Augsburg Pub. House, 1986. PDF.

Moessner, Jeanne Stevenson. Through the Eyes of Women: Insights for Pastoral Care. Minneapolis: Fortress, 1996. Print.

© 2012 Katie Davis

"Take This Heart and Make It Break"

25 years ago this week, I attended my first concert. Well, sort of. My mom was pregnant, and I was due to arrive on November 7, 1987. On September 12th of that year, she and my dad had tickets to U2's Joshua Tree show in Philadelphia. After several hours of “Where the Streets Have No Name,” “I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For,” and all the rest, I must have gotten pretty pumped about this whole “being born” thing, because by the 15th, my mom was headed to the hospital. At 6:08 p.m. on 9/17, an extremely premature Kathleen Elizabeth Davis made her grand entrance, blue-faced, and soon after, singing “I Will Follow,” according to my dad (though that detail can be neither confirmed nor denied).

Throughout high school, my lifelong appreciation for U2 skyrocketed to what those who knew me then might deem a bit of an obsession. Concurrent with my intensifying Bono-mania was my increasing awareness of Catholic Social Teaching. Sponsored by the Sisters of Mercy (an LCWR member congregation), Merion Mercy Academy “offers a holistic education which encourages academic and personal excellence...[and] stresses mercy spirituality, global awareness, and social responsibility. Within a nurturing community, Merion Mercy Academy educates leaders: young women who live mercy and seek justice” (from MMA’s mission statement). My theology classes and ministry experiences in high school instilled in me a commitment to social justice as a critical component of living out Gospel values in the world today. My teachers, mentors, and peers empowered me, a young lay woman, to use the gift of education to be a voice for the voiceless in solidarity with people living on the margins.

Our senior year theme for Ministry Team was “A Place at the Table.” This phrase was a perfect articulation of the school’s passion for cherishing the dignity of all God’s children. This week, I had the opportunity as a graduate student to engage the USCCB’s pastoral reflection of the same name. I now recognize the intentionality of the lay and religious women who guided us as they passed on the Church’s call to loving relationship with “the least of these.” The focus on issues of poverty and human dignity showed up consistently in our curriculum across all disciplines. These issues guided our local and global vision as members of the Mercy community. We were taught about the four legs of the table at which God welcomes all people to feast -- individuals and families, community and fath-based organizations, the private sector, and the government -- and their necessary roles in overcoming poverty and respecting the dignity of all human life. These issues were rooted and reflected in our communal prayer and worship; thanks to my Mercy education, I came to realize the dynamic relationship between liturgy and sacrament and justice and service.

Throughout these formative years, my fab four -- those same Irish lads who serenaded me while I kicked in the womb -- provided the soundtrack for my journey. This week, I was reminded of a favorite song of mine, “Yahweh,” from their 2004 album How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb. I will never forget the thrill of watching U2 perform it live in Philadelphia in May of 2005, right before graduation. And as far as rock-out-dance-around-the-house sessions go, my sister and I have this song on our favorites list, to be sure. The lyrics can be found here. 

 

For me, "Yahweh" reveals a deep desire for transformation in God. It is about a call to conversion of self (“Take these shoes and make them fit...Take this shirt and make it clean...Take this soul and make it sing”). It also references interpersonal and communal conversion ("Take these hands and teach them what to carry...don’t make a fist,” “Take this mouth, so quick to criticize...”). Lastly, it calls for the ultimate conversion to the Reign of God (“Take this city. A city should be shining on a hill...”). This is the conversion to which Catholic Social Teaching is pointing.

Bono sings, “What no man can own, no man can take.” This lyric offers hope for the poor, the weak, the oppressed, women, the lgbtq community -- people everywhere striving to find their places at the table. These places are theirs, for we all have been made and are being created continually in the image of God. There is longing in the prayerful refrain, which repeats, “Always pain before a child is born...Why the dark before the dawn?...Still I’m waiting for the dawn.” This reference to the Paschal Mystery acknowledges the Passion and Death of Jesus that inevitably precedes the Resurrection. Hunger, homelessness, inadequate health care and education: this is the passion of our global family. And the deaths caused by social injustice are truly overwhelming. The Church calls its people to be active participants in bringing about resurrection here and now.

In “Yahweh,” Bono concludes by singing, “Take this heart and make it break.” I am thankful for the Sisters of Mercy whose vision allowed my heart to be broken by the injustices in our world. And as my heart continues to be broken again and again, I remember with gratitude and conviction that solidarity with the poor is not optional. It’s Gospel.

© 2012 Katie Davis

Living It Out

In reading this week for my Foundations of Social Justice class, I was deeply moved by Beverley Haddad’s 2006 essay from the Journal of Feminist Studies in Religion, “Living It Out: Faith Resources and Sites as Critical to Participatory Learning With Rural South African Women.” As a result of the extreme patriarchal culture of rural South Africa, Haddad explains, women rarely have access safe sites in which they are able to share their stories openly. The need for such sacred spaces has never been more urgent; the HIV/AIDS pandemic and its surrounding issues like poverty and other cultural norms trap women in a web of crises. For African Christian women, the Bible is central. Haddad asserts, therefore, that Scripture can be used as a starting point to evoke conversations about gender violence, sexuality, and HIV/AIDS. Topics like these tend to scare women silent, even when men are not in the vicinity. In her work with a contextual Bible study group of marginalized Christian women in the poor, rural community of Vulindlela, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa, Haddad facilitated the building of a community of care that enabled women to begin articulating their own narratives and to identify creative possibilities for future action (136-138).

With the women of Vulindlela, Haddad used the contextual Bible study method. This methodology is rooted in the understanding that all people, academically trained or not, have resources to offer with regard to Biblical reading and understanding (145). In her essay, she compares and contrasts two case studies about the group’s reading of Bible passages. Considering my own background and interests, I especially was taken by Haddad's approach in breaking open the story of the rape of Tamar (2 Sam. 13:1-22) with the women. The group spent three weeks critically reading the text from Samuel and engaging Haddad’s questions about the characters and events in the text. Moreover, the women unpacked the story’s connections to their own experiences of rape, gender violence, and oppression. They became increasingly freer in the sharing of their feelings, and by the fourth week, the women were invited to role-play Tamar’s story within their own context (147-148):

"The play opened with one woman screaming loudly that her daughter had been raped. Other women then ran to her assistance and called a community meeting. The play ended with all the women marching to the police station with a memorandum demanding that the rapist be brought to trial...The opportunity to role-play rape in the group was an articulation and enactment of what was normally hidden" (Ibid.). 

By publicly articulating the previously hidden issue of rape for the first time through drama, the women were empowered to name for themselves potential future action steps, including organizing and protesting. The protagonist Tamar became a mirror for the women. Her ability to own her sexual oppression and speak out against it liberated the women in the group to begin to imagine and prepare for the day when they might do the same within their public sphere (149-150). Just one woman’s willingness to share her hidden story could provide another mirror in which the other women in the group could identify their own secret truths and eventually share them too. The collective storytelling and cooperative creation of shared narrative was contagious; it could very well lead to social transformation if sacred space is maintained (152-153).

As a singer-actor-minister-activist-intellectual (wannabe)-in-training (or some combination of those – take your pick!), I have been and continue to be seeking ways to integrate my passion for the arts into my ministry, particularly with youth and with people on the margins of society. In my previous two ministry positions, I have witnessed the power of the arts and storytelling in various ways. At Cristo Rey Houston, I had the privilege of creating and teaching a drama elective that culminated in sixteen students’ first full-scale play, Robert Fulghum’s All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten. Though the students were communicating a script, not their own stories, they undoubtedly grew by leaps and bounds. It was truly incredible working with them over the course of the year, throughout which they became increasingly confident in their own voices and comfortable in their own bodies. They took imaginative risks to embrace the realities of their characters, and they took ownership of conveying the heart of Fulghum’s message by working together, trusting each other, and being accountable for their roles within the communal effort.

DRAMA STUDENTS from CRISTO REY JESUIT after their successful performance of 
ROBERT FULGHUM'S ALL I REALLY NEED TO KNOW I LEARNED IN KINDERGARTEN, 05.24.10

In Youth Ministry in Cicero, our Monday evening meetings were central in the building of our new community of teens and young adults. Every week, we came together for fellowship (during which we would share our stories from the past week), followed by prayer, the reading of Scripture, and a contemporary article or video around a particular theme/issue, culminating in our “so what?” discussion: how were we being called to live out the Gospel in our real lives? Over the course of two years, the safe space we created allowed for vulnerable, authentic sharing and genuine care for one another. The foundation we built within that space also propelled the group out into the world for service and Spirit-filled engagement in the larger community.

FUERZA Youth Ministry in LOS NEGRALES, ESPANA during their 
WORLD YOUTH DAY pilgrimage, August 2011 

I am inspired by the South African women about whom Haddad writes and by her amazing work as well. I hope to follow her example and contribute in my own small way to the creation of safe communities of self-expression that compel others and myself toward social transformation.

Work Cited

Haddad, Beverley. "Living It Out: Faith Resources and Sites as Critical to Participatory Learning With Rural
          South African Women." Journal of Feminist Studies for Religion 22.1 (2006): 135-54. PDF.

© 2012 Katie Davis

"On Beauty and Being Just," Part One: "On Beauty and Being Wrong"

This week, I began reading On Beauty and Being Just by Elaine Scarry, Walter M. Cabot Professor of Aesthetics and the General Theory of Value in the English department at Harvard. In her 1998 lecture, Scarry defends beauty against common arguments that it is subservient to people who are privileged and that it distracts people from more important issues, especially in the political world. Scarry seeks a revival of beauty in every arena, from the classroom to the home, by arguing that beauty in fact moves people toward a greater sense of justice rather than blinding them from it. She draws on her lived experience as well as the work of renowned thinkers and writers, such as Homer, Plato, Marcel Proust, Simone Weil, and Iris Murdoch, to substantiate her claim. As I made my way through Part One: "On Beauty and Being Wrong," I was reminded of several of my own educational, artistic, and personal experiences as well.

Scarry begins with the assertion that beauty prompts a copy of itself; that is, once beauty is experienced by the senses, people long to replicate it, whether through writing, music, or visual art , to comment on it, and to find new ways to make the original beauty more evident, more intensely experienced. She goes as far as to say that beauty is the cause of begetting children; the whole body longs to reproduce a beautiful human being. She writes, ”This phenomenon of unceasing begetting sponsors in people like Plato, Aquinas, and Dante the idea of eternity, the perpetual duplicating of a moment that never stops. But it also sponsors the idea of terrestrial plenitude and distribution, the will to make ‘more and more’ so that there will eventually be ‘enough’” (5).

Likewise, the desire for education, in Scarry's view, is a result of beauty. People are willing to move from place to place in order to be in the path of beauty. We submit our minds to teachers whose insights might "increase the chance that one will be looking in the right direction when a comet suddenly cuts through a certain patch of sky” (6). Looking at my own journey so far, I would definitely affirm connection between beauty and education. Most of my major life decisions have been guided primarily by my (or my parents') commitment to a particular academic institution or educational goal. For instance, my parents sacrificed a great deal of money and time (40 minutes each way every day) to send me to Merion because of our shared belief in its mission. I followed my desire for "more" to Catholic U in D.C., to work at Cristo Rey in Houston, and here to Loyola Chicago, all for continued education, and I have been incredibly blessed by the remarkable teachers who have pointed me toward those "comet sightings," both internal and external. It has been my yearning for connection to the Divine through learning that has determined my path.

Scarry analyzes parts of Homer's The Odyssey and gleans three primary realities of beauty from Odysseus' encounter with Nausicaa when he washes up on shore:
1) Beauty is sacred.
2) Beauty is unprecedented.
3) Beauty is lifesaving (17-18).

She also clarifies the ways in which beauty is bound up with truth:
1) It is associated with the immortal.
2) Its “clear discernability” provokes our longing for truth without satiating it, since beauty also reveals to us our ability to make mistakes (22).

”The beautiful, almost without any effort of our own, acquaints us with the mental event of conviction, and so pleasurable a mental state is this that ever afterward one is willing to labor, struggle, wrestle with the world to locate enduring sources of conviction—to locate what is true” (22).

A key question for Scarry is whether or not the metaphysical referent -- the belief in beauty's connection to the immortal -- is necessary to confirm beauty's abundance and relationship to truth (23). If the realm of the sacred is not believed in or aspired to, then a problem arises for beauty: how can something beautiful be so without some sort of metaphysical explanation? What is the reason for the weight and attention we give it otherwise? "If [beauty] calls out for attention that has no destination beyond itself," Scarry suggests, "[it] seems self-centered, too fragile to support the gravity of our immense regard” The possibility that beauty and the immortal (or the Divine, as I most comfortably refer to it) are not necessarily connected can leave people feeling bereft and void of meaning (32-33).

Looking back, I struggled through this confusion while determining my post-undergraduate plans. After fifteen years of encountering God in the music and theatre I was performing and studying, I began questioning the life trajectory for which I had always planned (you know, Broadway and all). Bereft indeed! If beauty is self-centered, then what the heck have I been doing with my life?! The most difficult aspect of my JV year was feeling disconnected from my artistic outlets. I felt a deep sense of loss and desire to reconnect, and I am still negotiating the way that desire can play out in my life today. I am convinced that music and theatre can be modes of spirituality for some people. In the beauty of a Bernstein Score or an Arthur Miller script, God is there. And I know I am not alone in that belief.

Referring to her spiritual experience with Matisse's art (, Scarry posits that "beautiful things...always carry greetings from other worlds within them...What happens when there is no immortal realm behind the beautiful person or thing is just what happens when there is an immortal realm behind the beautiful person or thing: the perceiver is led to a more capacious regard for the world.” (33). The question seems to be, then, not whether or not the Divine is present in beautiful things or people, but whether or not the viewer is able or willing to name it as such. I am immediately drawn to relating this to the "God in all things" notion within Ignatian spirituality, among other spiritualities, I'm sure. (To be honest, it also might just be a more multi-layered way of expressing that "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"...)

THE PALM TREE by HENRI MATISSE

In addition to the impulse toward begetting, Scarry includes the tendency toward error as a key attribute of being in the presence of beauty. What happens when something that used to be beautiful to you ceases to be so? And conversely, what happens when something you failed to appreciate emerges as remarkably beautiful in your sight? She writes, “This genre of error...has the peculiarity that when the beautiful person or thing ceases to appear beautiful, it often incites the perceiver to repudiate, scorn, or even denounce the object as an invalid candidate or carrier of beauty. It is as though the person or thing had not merely been beautiful but had actually made a claim that it was beautiful, and further, a claim that it would be beautiful forever” (36).

Lastly, Scarry sides with Kant, who observed that pleasure we take in beauty is uniquely inexhaustible; no beautiful thing, no matter how enduring, could outlast our yearning for beauty itself (36-37). Like many people, I have always struggled with the grief of transitions; I tend to invest my whole heart into experiences, relationships, artistic and ministerial endeavors, so moving on from them can take a real toll on my spirit for awhile, regardless of my excitement about and confidence in new adventures. Leaving my community and students in Houston as well as my most recent departure from my youth group kids in Cicero offer prime examples of this ache in recent years. During these times of change, my mom always reminds me that experiences and relationships last as long as they are meant to, as we grow into the people we are called to be. "Yeah, I know, Mom, buuuut..."

FUERZA YOUTH GROUP on my final night with them, 08.06.12

I could not help but think of Col when I read Scarry's assertion that “...the work that beautiful persons and things accomplish is collectively accomplished, and different persons and things contribute to this work for different lengths of time, one enduring for three millennia and one enduring for only three seconds” (37).

And so it is with our own crazy, beautiful life stories. We cannot compose them on our own; they are accomplished collectively. Different persons and things contribute to them for different lengths of time, as mysterious and sometimes painful as that reality can be sometimes. And in the midst of the beautiful and not-so-beautiful (or not-perceived-as-beautiful?), the clearly Divine and the covertly Divine, we come to know the God in ourselves, in others, and in the "something more" that is simultaneously present, yet always out of reach.

Work Cited

Scarry, Elaine. On Beauty and Being Just. Princeton, NJ: Princeton UP, 1999. PDF.
          http://tannerlectures.utah.edu/lectures/documents/scarry00.pdf

© 2012 Katie Davis

Bit by Bit, Putting it Together

When I first moved to Houston to begin Jesuit Volunteer Corps three years ago (gulp!), I began sending epic monthly(ish...) updates to friends and family, chronicling in far-too-great detail my experiences in Texas. As I navigated my journey living in intentional community with five strangers-turned-family and working at Cristo Rey Jesuit College Preparatory School of Houston, I was eager to process and share stories. In retrospect, I recognize that I was feeling compelled to communicate the ways in which I felt God working in my life with the amazing people who had revealed that love to me at home, in high school at Merion, and in college at CUA. "Blogging" via e-mail helped keep me connected to my loved ones in a unique way, and I always was deeply grateful for the responses I would receive from folks who wanted to offer their support and their own stories; in the midst of an incredibly beautiful, transformative year, I stilled missed people a great deal.

While I continued a similar pattern throughout another major transition into my first year in JVC Magis in Chicago (with KD's Windy City Blaga; blog + saga = blaga, of course), the balancing act of graduate school, 30 hours a week of Youth Ministry, and community life eventually took a toll on my commitment to sharing my reflections regularly. While I often thought about getting back into the swing of writing and sharing, in my mind, I made the task seem far too daunting to catch up on!

These past few months, however, have been full of transition, excitement, challenge, and JOY, and I am finding myself drawn to processing in this fashion once again, this time with a few particular goals in mind. Regarding transition, I recently finished my two-year commitment in Youth Ministry in Cicero (about which you surely will hear more in later posts!). I still am grieving the loss of the wonderful community of young people with whom I was so blessed to work; they have been such a gift in my life these past two years. Nevertheless, I am thrilled to be spending my final year in Magis in the ministry department of an incredible high school, surrounded by bright, passionate, and supportive colleagues. The "honeymoon phase" continues for now, but so be it! Additionally, my awesome community mate with whom I have lived for two years has graduated and moved on, and we have welcomed a lovely lady to join our new, all-female community for this year. Change is upon us, and life is good!

The component of my life that most directly brought me to blogging is my final year of the Master of Divinity program at Loyola University Chicago's Institute of Pastoral Studies. Last week, I passed my candidacy exam, a process that allowed me to look back over my first two years of grad school and ministry, identify areas of growth, challenge, and significant insight, and more clearly articulate my ministry focus for the remainder of the program and beyond. As you can probably tell from the blog's title (and if you know me, from my strange little journey so far), I am interested in exploring connections among the arts, spirituality, and social justice. This semester, I will be doing a guided study around those themes, a survey course that I hope to use as a springboard for my final M.Div. project as well as future ministerial and academic endeavors. I hope that this blog will be a primary venue for me to brainstorm, flesh out, and integrate my course readings, lived experience, and past and present ministerial encounters. For those of you who might be interested, here is an excerpt from the course description that I co-created with my professor:

"This course is designed to explore the intersection of the arts (theatre and music specifically), spirituality, and social justice, especially as that mix is relevant for passing on the faith. Narrative, ritual, transformation, vulnerability, sacrament, liberation, history, aesthetics, psychology, and education all emerge as critical components of this mix, and as lenses through which this the combination can be harvested in service to the new evangelization. The task of this guided study is to name more specifically how each of these discourse arenas is relevant to further exploration at the intersection of the theatre/music, spirituality and social justice in order to create a heuristic for further study. In doing so, I also intend to discover the cross-fertilization that has already occurred with regard to these various fields."

So there's that.

In any case, I am excited to do some reflecting/journaling here, to get some feedback from anyone who'd be interested in sharing, and to keep working toward some sort of understanding of this connection that I know in my gut and heart and mind to be very real and very powerful. If you don't believe me, check out this tried and true gem.

Just kidding. Or am I? Stay tuned to find out!

Additionally this semester, I will be taking two other courses in which our professors have encouraged creative modes of reflecting and sharing with fellow students and colleagues -- Foundations of Social Justice and Hearts on Fire, a course on Ignatian Spirituality -- as well as a class called Social Context. So I am hoping that this blog will be a place where I can starting putting it together.

Lastly, since it's me, I probably will be sharing some fun and/or ridiculous personal anecdotes and updates as life moves forward. As of now, my amazing sister Allison has been a JV in Sacramento for three weeks, and I could not be prouder of the great work she is doing with Sacramento Loaves and Fishes' Friendship Park. I am also ridiculously excited about the upcoming nuptials of my best friend Christina and her fabulous fiance Thomas. Best of all, I will get to spend Thanksgiving with my family and celebrate pre-wedding festivities with the bridesmaids that weekend. P.S. When did I get old?!

I hope this blog will provide an opportunity to connect or reconnect with some of you who I have been missing as life speeds by! Please feel free to leave a comment or shoot me an e-mail privately. Thanks for reading! Have a wonderful week.

Peace,

KD

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