My life in Chicagoland so far
In light of the fact that this weekend will lack a church-hunting post, I’ll share with you what’s been happening in my life these past two weeks instead.
Life at TEDS
I’m thoroughly enjoying all of my classes. All of my professors (Scott Manetsch, Douglas Sweeney, John Woodbridge, and Barry Beitzel) are just wonderful. My formation group is led by Sweeney as well as a man named Robert Yarbrough who teaches in the New Testament department, and is also a great guy. I haven’t met my patristics professor yet and won’t until this Friday. I’m especially impressed by how hard the history faculty work to foster personal relationships with their students. For example, my CH 8911 class will meet 5 more times this semester, and three of those meetings will be dinner meetings at the homes of the three key history professors.
I’m very excited about my program of study this semester. I’ll have to write two lengthy papers over the course of the semester, a 20-page paper for my Patristic Age course and a 15-page paper for my History of Fundamentalism and Evangelicalism course. Currently I have no idea what to do for my topic on the patristics paper; maybe something pertaining to the Early Church Fathers and an evangelical view of deification. I’m open to suggestions though. For my other class I’ll probably try to do something with the history of the LDS church and evangelical Christians, which is probably the area where my thesis will be based.
The other cool thing is that my friend J.P. Holding suggested that I meet up with another friend of his who is a TEDS student, Lita Cosner who writes for Creation Ministries International and is completing her MA in New Testament next year. I bumped into her a few times on campus during the first week, but last Wednesday I was delighted to learn that we’re taking the same Old Testament course. It’s nice to actually know someone on campus! So far I think we have a lot in common personality-wise, especially that we’re both much better at being confrontational and argumentative in writing than we are in person. We also have the same birthday—remember how many fun people share that birthday? Oh yeah. That’s the day when all the cool people are born.
Finally, I’ve joined the American Society of Church History, the Mormon History Association, and I’ve sent an application in to the Conference on Faith and History in light of my historical interests. Those links are or will be in my sidebar under “Affiliations.”
My husband’s ward
The church I was visiting last Sunday (Willow Creek North Shore) got out early, so I wound up going to the joint Priesthood/Relief Society meeting at my husband’s LDS ward. There I ran into a guy named Jacob who used to work with me in Special Collections at BYU and now goes to Paul’s ward. Not only was that a fortuitous occurrence, but Jacob is a speech therapist and he knew exactly what my daughter’s disorder was. Even doctors usually haven’t heard of it, so that was double-neat.
The bishop and the first counselor came out to visit us on Thursday night, and we had a good visit—though I was admittedly pretty nervous about it beforehand. We’ve had seven bishops since we’ve been married and this is the first time one has come out to our home to get to know us. It actually turned out to be a pretty enjoyable meeting though—I was impressed by the fact that the bishop asked me “What do you think of the church?” instead of “So why aren’t you Mormon?”, which is the question I usually get. I felt like I was able to lay down some things that we would like in our relationship with the ward and set some boundaries concerning our interfaith family. Overall I was really impressed with this bishop and his counselor.
I’ll be visiting the ward tomorrow morning and I’ll update this post with a brief account of that visit.
UPDATE: I just got back from my husband’s ward. As I began to walk into the sacrament meeting hall, I was stopped by a member of the bishopric who informed me that non-members are not allowed to bear their testimonies in this stake. (My husband had mentioned at the ward temple trip earlier this week that I was planning on doing it.) That really, really hurt my feelings, and I left.
So I’ll be visiting the next church on my church-hunting list and will blog about that later today.
My church hunt
I have been e-mailing some of the churches in the area which came to the TEDS church fair to ask them about their position on women in ministry, and most of them have been complementarian. I’ve been as careful as I can to phrase my inquiries in a non-contentious manner and be polite and gracious when saying “no thanks” to a church. Much to my amazement, the pastors I’m contacting are being polite and gracious in return. Who says complementarians and egalitarians can’t at least live and let live? I think it’s unlikely that I would attend a complementarian church, but some local soft complementarian churches are really quite egalitarian at heart, so I’m doing my best to evaluate the specifics of a church’s polity instead of rejecting them outright the minute they claim the “complementarian” label.
I will let people know about these developments when I visit the churches in question.
Life at home
Our daughter Harley enjoys having a much bigger apartment to run around in and enjoys having her own room, but she is having a horribly rough time with the new sleeping arrangements. For the past two weeks she has refused to sleep in her own room and insisted on sleeping in our bed, and I’ve always been adamantly against co-sleeping, so she has always slept in her own crib before this. We’ve determined that she isn’t afraid of the dark, she really just hates being alone. We’ve tried letting her fall asleep in our room then moving her to her room, but she always wakes up in the middle of the night and begins wailing and pounding pitifully on her bedroom door.
We’re currently implementing Plan B, which is to force her to sleep in her room and ignore her crying and pounding on the door. It makes me feel like a mean parent, but damn it, I want my bed back. I’m open to suggestions in this department.
Paul and I are still looking for work, though we have enough money to live off of until the end of October to mid-November. Prayers in this department appreciated. A local dance studio is looking for a full-time male dance instructor and Paul is applying for that, which is something he would love to do.
Finally, I went shopping today because there were sales going on like crazy and I don’t think I’ve bought new clothes in a long time. I picked up six new tops and a pair of pants all for under $100. The pants were a pair of beige pinstripe pants that only cost $7.99, and they actually fit my freakishly long legs, so they were my favorite find. (I hope you’re reading this, Nicole, because I’m sure you can appreciate that!)
That’s it for now. My school week this week is busy as I prepare for my weekend monthly patristics class, so don’t be surprised if I don’t post or comment much in the meantime. I do have one post set to auto-publish on Saturday the 12th.
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