Saturday, March 07, 2009

On choosing thoughts and words wisely

Here's a wonderful, timely, and relevant repeat from this date three years ago. I hope you find it informative and useful.


"It is a choice each of us makes over and over again, many times throughout the day, whether to use knowledge as power or to cultivate intimacy."

-- Susan Griffin, in A Chorus of Stones


Yesterday was a day of many reminders that you can be absolutely right about another person's situation and even about the actions they should take to improve it, and yet if you're wrong in your attitude, your intention, your timing, or your tone, the benefit of this truth will be totally lost in the ineffective communication (given that "effective" communication occurs only when the message "intended" by the originator is, in fact, the message "received" by the recipient). If you use your knowledge with the intention to gain power for yourself, you will be granted none (not in real terms, anyway), and your knowledge will be rendered useless, destroying all intimacy in the process. However, if true connection and enhanced intimacy are your primary motivations, your use of knowledge for another's benefit (vs. your own) actually gains power in its overall effectiveness and influence.

It is a common human desire to be heard, understood, and valued by others. This is good. There is an even deeper, even more fundamental need to feel connected and included as an equal among one's fellow human beings. This is great. As Jim Collins says so cleverly in his bestseller, Good to Great, "the enemy of the great is the good." Pursuing the good (one's own sense of personal power), at the expense of another, which can often sound very needy and prescriptive, with sentences starting like (or feeling like to them), "You need to ..." or "You should ..." often destroys the impact of whatever potentially useful information might follow. Speaking from a desperate "needing to be understood" is a cleverly disguised power grab, an attempt to feel more powerful than another, and it pushes away the more essential need for equality, inclusion, and intimacy. Words like, "Can you please help me better understand you?" or "Is there anything you are requesting from me in this, or would you just appreciate my listening and support?" are connective in nature, desiring intimacy through inquiry. They often open the door for input through trust and deep connection, in a way that is sure to be heard and valued, thereby increasing the power and influence of whatever relevant information that might follow.

Stephen Covey said it really well in his Habit 5 of The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People, where he described "empathic listening" as "seeking first to understand, and only then to be understood." The truly wise do not need to be seen and understood and valued as such. They merely seek what they know all of us really need - deep connection with others - through the immense power of their very thoughtful listening, and then follow it with heartfelt speaking, at the right time and with the right tone, and they are subsequently granted huge influence as a very natural result. I forget who said it exactly, but a famous Zen saying goes like this: "what you chase eludes you; when you accept, it comes."

And, in case you're wondering, yes, I have come across several of these amazing characters in my life: Chip Bell, Geoff Bellman, Peter Block, Betty Butkus, Jack Kaslow, Sheila Kelly, Katie Laine, Bill & Claudia Parkhurst, Ann Perle, Bruce Mortimer Shotkin (and this just happened again yesterday, as it does so many days), to name just a few, and their impact on my life has been immense, and their need for me to get them, ... absolutely zilch. In several key moments in my life, they have literally "listened me alive," using their knowledge as pure intimacy-building, and I will never forget them for it.

"The wise have a solid sense of appropriate silence and the ability to keep a storehouse of carefully guarded secrets. Their capacity and character and sense of restraint are greatly appreciated and respected."

-- Baltasar Gracian

"Wisdom is the quality that keeps you from getting into situations where you really need it and don't have it."

-- Doug Larson

"With much wisdom comes much grief; and he that increases his knowledge increases his sorrow."

-- Bible

"It is not wise to act wiser than is appropriate or necessary in the moment at hand."

-- Phillippe Quinault

"A wise man sees just as much as he ought, not as much as he can."

-- Michel de Montaigne

"Be wise, and give up the need for anyone else to know it."

-- Anonymous

"The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing."

-- Socrates

"Wisdom is a sacred, mysterious communion."

-- Victor Hugo

"Before wisdom comes harsh denial of truth."

-- Anonymous

"A man's ruin lies in his mind and tongue."

-- Egyptian saying

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Friday, March 06, 2009



Recognizing the voice and nature of truth

Yes, friends, there are 20 quotes here, all about truth, and they are truly priceless, and they are offered as a tribute to those of you out there in search of truth - on a courageous and dedicated journey of truth in your life - knowing that it is a treacherous trip, to be sure, that many often claim to be on, but few actually take seriously, willing to risk everything in pursuit. This is in honor of the true "seekers" and "takers of that journey," wherever you are. I love you and walk with you every step of the way, crying and laughing at both the holiness and utter ridiculousness of the ride, and I can be with both. Enjoy! This is juicy stuff!


"If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end, but only after a long, hard, dangerous journey; if you look for comfort and security, you will not find comfort, security, or truth, only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, total despair."

-- C.S. Lewis

"It is easier to find a score of men wise enough to search for and one day discover the truth than to find one intrepid enough, in the face of harsh, unrelenting opposition, to stand up for it before it is clearly perceived by the many."

-- A. A. Hodge

"It is easier to perceive error than to find truth, for the former lies on the surface and is easily seen, while the latter lies in the depths, where few are willing to search for it."

-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

"The truth is incontrovertible; malice may attack it; ignorance may deride it; but in the end, there it remains."

-- Winston Churchill

"In order to be effective, truth must penetrate through lies like an arrow - and that is likely to hurt."

-- Posthumous Pieces by Wei Wu Wei

"The truth; it is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution."

-- Albus Dumbledore in Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone

"Truth often suffers more by the heat of its defenders than from the arguments of its opposers."

-- George Prentice

"No pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the vantage-ground of some profound truth."

-- Francis Bacon

"I give you bitter pills with sugar coating. The pills are harmless; the poison is in the sugar."

-- Stanislaw Lec

"Truth comes as conqueror only to those who have lost the art of receiving it as friend."

-- Rabindranath Tagore

"Unthinking respect for human, intellectual authority is the greatest enemy of truth."

-- Albert Einstein

"Pretty much all the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by children."

-- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.

"As scarce as truth is, the supply has always been in excess of the demand."

-- Josh Billings

"The voice of truth is easily known; it is quiet, relentless, undemanding."

-- Anonymous

"In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act."

-- George Orwell

"Lies, however numerous, will be caught by truth when it rises up."

-- Anonymous

"The language of truth is unadorned and always simple."

-- Marcellinus Ammianus

"From error to error, one discovers the entire truth."

-- Sigmund Freud

"Everything you add to the truth subtracts from it."

-- Alexander Solzhenitsyn

"Truth is the cry of all, but the game of the few."

-- George Berkeley

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Thursday, March 05, 2009




On the nature of miracles

"The miracles on earth are the laws of heaven."

-- Jean Paul Richter

"There are no miracles for those who have no faith."

-- French Proverb

"Out of great difficulties and great faith grow miracles."

-- Jean De La Bruyere

"Where there is great love there are always great miracles."

-- Willa Cather

"I have never seen a greater monster or miracle than myself."

-- Michel Eyquem De Montaigne

"I am the ultimate realist; I love indiscriminately and expect miracles."

-- Wayne Dyer

"Man is still the greatest miracle and the greatest problem on this earth."

-- David Sarnoff

"The spirit of man can endure only so much, and when it is broken only a miracle can mend it."

-- John Burroughs

"Miracles occur naturally as expressions of genuine love. The real miracle is the depth of love that inspires them, and the magnitude of surrender it takes to release it. In this sense, everything that comes from such love is a perfect miracle."

-- Marianne Williamson

My life is such an amazing flurry of perfect miracles these days, and they emerge perfectly out of total chaos and confusion, and I am celebrating and savoring every minute of every one, and if you were to ask me why they're happening, I would have to say there were five key ingredients: First, there is great difficulty (and I am genuinely thankful that life is not comfortable and easy for me, where I just get complacent and lazy, and that it is constantly metamorphosizing), which invites deep, penetrating faith in the process (where the frequent testing actually expands it), which invites a total surrender (obedience being such a powerful instigator or invoker of God-action), unleashing great, unconditional love (which is not available from any other source), which reveals and uncovers startling miracles (clearly amazing life-giving, purpose-sustaining "happenings" that could not have been orchestrated or produced by me, and yet there I am right in the midst of them).

"Whatever you're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos, but somehow there's peace
It's hard to surrender to what I can't see
but I'm giving in to something heavenly ..."

chorus to "Whatever You're Doing (Something Heavenly), by Sanctus Real




It all follows this natural progression, like breathing:
Damn, Ouch, Ugh! (I feel my life's pain) ...
I believe (I feel my spirit come alive) ...
There You are (saying "Here I Am") ...
You say what!? (followed by obedience, sometimes painful surrender) ...
there you are (I finally see you, because His eyes have become available) ...
how in the world did that happen? (miracle expressed and received)

So, as Wayne says above: "I am the ultimate realist; I love indiscriminately (basically, wherever He says so) and expect miracles."

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Wednesday, March 04, 2009



Encouragement to those who bring life and light - the opportunity brokers, dispensers, enablers, equippers

"Look, I'm sending you out as sheep among wolves, so be wary and wise as serpents but as harmless as doves, innocent and without pretense. Be wary of men who will betray you, but know this will yield opportunity, so do not be anxious, for your response will be given to you by the Holy Spirit."

-- Matthew 10:16-20


"The unique characteristics of those bearing the mantle of radical cultural change begin with an authority that challenges the status quo. They operate totally outside the box. They prevail through authenticity, integrity, and love. They walk boldly, but quietly, with no selfish intent. They exhibit an awareness and a maturity that judges righteously, with a father's heart. When change yields, they become the opportunity brokers. Joseph was such an opportunity broker. Opportunity brokers are equippers and community-builders. They are enablers of goodness, dispensers of light.

In other words, opportunity enablers operate uniquely to build genuine community; to facilitate, to mobilize, and to equip others to assist in that process. Enablers bear the mark of the highest calling among leaders. They don't build worldly institutions that serve to perpetuate their own existence and greatness. They are a stand for everyone, not themselves. Their organizations are outward-driven or integrated into the broader community. They flow with a modus operandi that is consistently serving to extend more opportunity to others - often to lovingly confront others with their opportunities.

Long ago, there was a pivotal tribe of Israel known as Issachar, who understood the times and knew what to do. They were a comparatively small tribe among the twelve, yet extremely potent in their function. They stood at the point of change, knowing what to do. Within the same context, Jesus admonished us to understand the times and seasons, and to be prepared and ready to respond. The status quo is the enemy of opportunity, but even when it wins many battles, it has already lost the war, for change is inevitable. Flashpoints of fire and pain will naturally bring change. Change rightly responded to yields unlimited opportunities to advance the Kingdom of God.

When darkness emerges, faith arises. When the fire falls, opportunities yield. When destiny calls, the enablers arise."
-- Morris Ruddick

I "feel" this writing today, down to my marrow. I am stunned by the darkness looming (not "that" it's happening, but by its magnitude and reach, like that of an approaching Level 5 hurricane), and I am very, very excited. It has stoked my faith in the most powerful way. That is due, I believe, to thorough preparation by my Boss and Guide through all of this, through these last dozen or so years of agonizing, back-breaking, and yet totally exhilarating training in "self-surrender." I feel totally equipped to both deeply and genuinely comfort, as well as to boldly confront others with their unlimited opportunities for caring and making a difference, to dig deep within myself for access to Spirit for right response in every situation. This is a perfect storm, as well as a perfect opportunity. Freedom to live and love in a new way - no longer ruled by avarice, banality, competitiveness, desperation, envy, fear, garishness, hopelessness, indignity, jingoism, kickbacks, lust, machismo, narcissism, opulence, posturing, quackery, rank, self-centeredness, thanklessness, underhandedness, vanity, war-mongering, xenophobia, zombie-ism - is upon us. The time to wake up and seize the day, and seize true life, is upon us. Our moment is at hand, and it is very exciting. I am here with many others to first endure, then to broker, dispense, enable, and equip all people to hold their own light. Hallelujah!

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When following His leading ...

These words, passed along to me by a dear old friend, have really comforted me today. They have left me quiet and still, humble in His presence, aware that I am being led and can relax into His protection (vs. struggle to create my own safety, which is very dangerous).

"You will know when God has spoken to you because of three things: One, you are absolutely certain of what the words are that He has spoken. You may not fully know the meaning of the words, but the words themselves are crystal clear. Secondly, if they are words from God, they will give you a warm feeling of comfort and peace, whether you ever fully understand them or not. And thirdly, the words stay with you for a very long time, maybe even forever."

-- Saint Teresa of Labida

The words He spoke to me in September, 2001, right after 9/11, were these kind of words, and I will never forget them: "Relax My child. Stop chasing the work. I will bring it to you (now understood to be in the form of other souls who are thirsty). Speak the Truth, then let it go (now understood as not getting "attached" to any specific worldly result). I do this to grow, heal, and train you, bringing you ever closer to Me."

"We do not convince others of Truth by telling them loudly how wrong they are and how right we are. They are convinced when they see a light so lovely they want with all their hearts to know the Source of it."

-- Madeleine L'Engle

"We should take heed of the promptings of love and truth in our hearts, for those are the leadings of God."

-- George Fox

"The truth is NOT that it is going to be OK; the truth is that it already is, and always will be."

-- Bill Kreidler

"Question: Have you seen God take something absolutely horrible in the present and use it for good in the future?

For example, I don’t think there is anything about AIDS or domestic abuse and violence that is good, but I have asked God: 'God, please help me with this assignment in seeing that all is well. Help me, in the very midst of my life's troubles, see and do something good.'

When I think of that, I think of an example from another time. Specifically, Julian of Norich. Julian was a recluse during a period of war and economic upheaval and three, in her lifetime, major outbreaks of the Bubonic Plague. Three, mind you! Do you understand what that means? It means people woke up in the morning, and by night time they were dying horrible, agonizing deaths. In one of these outbreaks, nearly a third of the population of Europe was wiped out in a year and a half. No one knew when or where the plague would strike, and so many people died so quickly, there was neither time nor person power to bury them. They stacked the bodies up in the streets. So many priests died that there was no one to give people their last rites. To the medieval mind, there was no greater horror imaginable than to die without your last rites. It meant you spent eternity in Hell, no questions asked. Directly. People thought that truly the anger and wrath of God was upon them, and that the end of the world was coming.

In the middle of all of this horror, the woman we call Julian had some visions. Sixteen of them, in fact. And God came to her and gave her comfort and peace. And then God said to Julian, 'Write a book.' You want me to do what? Julian tells us that she said to God, 'I am but a woman, and unlettered.' In other words, she couldn’t write a book. What was God talking about? But God said again, 'Write a book, and write it in English.' English? If books were written at all, they were written in Latin. And by men only. English was the language you used when you said 'Who will buy my cow?' You didn’t talk about God in English. But Julian did as God asked, and she wrote the first book ever written in English by a woman. And she wrote it twice. She spent the rest of her life writing it the second time. She described her visions and the messages that God gave her. These were messages of incredible sweetness and incredible power. She said God is not wrathful. God is love. God is not angry at sin. God is sorrowful about sin. God does not punish us. God draws us to His and Her bosom, because God is both our Father and our Mother. And at a very deep and profound level, God 'protects' us. This is not about safety. Safety is from Satan. Protection is from God.

Now this message of love must have seemed incredible and even preposterous, given the theology and the horrors of the day. There are many people today who would consider it preposterous. When Julian wrote, 'God did not say to me that you will not be tempted; God did say you will not be molested. God did not say you will not be weary or discomforted; God did say you will not be overcome. All will be well. And all manner of things will be well.' This is a message of love and a message of hope. It is so important in this world to have real messages of hope. Real hope, not pie in the sky hope. But hope that is based on divine love and protection.

I also like the way Julian defined sin. A sin is anything that separates you from God. Sin, Julian says, is not about doing bad things. Although, doing bad things does separate you from God. But good things can as well. What separates you from God? I had a startling realization not long ago. I had started to pray the fruits of the spirit. The fruits of the spirit are found in Galatians, chapter 5, 22-23. The fruits of the spirit are “Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Generosity, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control.” I read that and thought, 'I am in big trouble.' Patience. I don’t have time to be patient. I have to get to the airport, and get on a plane, and go to another city, and do God’s work. Get out of my way.

Yes, indeed, following my leading had become an occasion for sin. It separated me from God. I had forgotten that we need to 'be' as well as we 'act.' What I mean by 'be,' is that we need to let our lives speak our deepest truth. Not by the big leadings we follow, alone, but by the little things we 'be' as well. It has been my experience, friends, that it is the little things that lead me closer to God, or seemingly harmless little things that lead me further away from God, and I did it a step at a time, one little thing after another. Like it says in I Corinthians 13, if we speak with the tongues of angels, if we have all the knowledge, if we give away all our possessions, but we have not love, we gain nothing. What we might gain are those fruits of the spirit. That little things count the most. Listening deeply. Acting authentically. 'Being' His love."

-- Bill Kreidler

I sit in patient endurance and my morning silence, listening for my next instruction and for my heart to gather its courage:

"In patient endurance we wait for God to make clear what he wants to say through us. Such waiting demands not only alert attention but the courage to let ourselves be fully spoken alive."

-- Brennan Manning

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Monday, March 02, 2009

It pays to visit him every "Nouwen-then."



I might not like the thing around my neck, but I'll gladly follow His lead:

(This dog's name happens to be "Faith.")

It just turns out that I'm having money problems, ... again, ... and only to the extent that there isn't a predictable enough flow, especially when the needs mount, and they're mounting, and it doesn't appear to be flowing to the degree its mounting, but I've been here many times before over the last 11 years, and I have learned not to attempt to solve this problem myself, either totally alone along or with a "sidekick" or two, building some catchy, sophisticated "solution" (which never really is) to a grossly misunderstood problem. Yes, I've gone that route before - superhero and sidekick, off to score by creating the perception of or totally taking advantage of the pain of others, and it has always landed me in way more hot water than I bargained for (I was always "looking for the hot tub," and I would naturally end up "floating like a boiling frog"). So, once again I turned to Henri, (who I alway like to visit every "Nouwen-then"), and here was this amazing little story from Tales of Ancient India (translated from the Sanskrit by J.A.B. van Buitenen in 1961), which said it all. This life has been carved from and crafted in mystery, and in mystery, it seems, it shall remain. My first stop always is to thank Him, and then to ever so humbly ask Him, leaving the "doing" to others as He chooses. Otherwise, I just find myself in the thick of stories like this one.

"Four royal sons were questioning what specialty they should master. They said to one another, 'Let us search the earth and learn a special science.' So they decided, and after they had agreed on a place where they would meet again, the four brothers started off, each in a different direction. Time went by, and the brothers met again at the appointed place, and they asked one another what they had learned. 'I have mastered a science,' said the first, 'which makes it possible for me, if I have nothing but a piece of bone of some creature, to create straightaway the flesh that goes with it.' 'I,' said the second, 'know how to grow that creature's skin and hair if there is flesh on its bones.' The third said, 'I am able to create its limbs if i have the flesh, the skin, and the hair.' 'And I,' concluded the fourth triumphantly, 'know how to give life to that creature if its form is complete with limbs.' Thereupon the four brothers went into the jungle to find a piece of bone so that they could demonstrate their specialties and the magic of their integrated creation. As fate would have it, the bone they found was a lion's, but they did not know that and picked up the bone. One added flesh to the bone, the second grew hide and hair, the third completed it with matching limbs, and the fourth gave the lion life. Shaking its heavy mane, the ferocious beast arose with its menacing mouth, sharp teeth, and merciless claws and jumped on its 'creators.' He killed and ate them all, and then quietly turned and vanished contentedly into the jungle, never to be seen by man again."Yes, I've been attacked and eaten before by solutions of my own making, and I'm not "lion."

And as Henri Nouwen stated so eloquently after sharing the above story in The Wounded Healer,

"Nuclear man is the man who finally realizes that his creative powers also hold the potential for total self-destruction, ... and that the only answer is experiential transcendence - a fusion of mysticism and revolution. I suppose you might hesitate to consider yourself a mystic or a revolutionary, but when you have eyes to see and ears to hear, you will recognize him in your midst. ... You will find him in your own town or neighborhood or church community, even in your own family, and even in the bolder strivings of your own heart, because he is in every man who draws his strength and sustenance from the grander vision that dawns on the skyline of his life and leads him to a new and better world. It is this new world that fills our dreams, guides our actions and makes us go on, even when we do not know how we're possibly to endure, with the increasing conviction that one day man, every man, will finally be free - free to live and love!"

I know what I'm supposed to do, and it is to pay ATTENTION - to LISTEN and OBEY - and the instructions after that are always quite simple, and they are to GIVE and to LOVE way beyond my previous understanding, exactly who and where and when He asks, and here we go again, another week of life by faith and obedience.

P.S. In case anyone was wondering how camping went over the weekend, well, it was really great, except it got down to 31 degrees Saturday night, which meant little sleep and very tired and stiff old bones in the morning, but we made the most of it by snuggling.

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We're going camping!

Anne always said that if we lose our house because we're doing this work with our lives, she'd be proud, and that she'd be happy to live in a tent with me as long as we're living the lives we were meant to live. Well, we're doing it, living that life, and it's kicking our petuties these days. After a week from hell, saying a final goodbye to a 19-year-old friend who I love dearly, as well as accompanying several others who I care about just as much along their very precarious walks at the very edge of the cliff of death and destruction, we come to find our street being dug up so that we can barely get in our driveway, mice are back in our kitchen, while our cats stand by and watch, and the money's all gone again, with that gush of generosity that saved us from January property taxes having been used up, and as we perilously head toward the April federal taxes that we don't know how we're going to pay. This "free fall" experience is getting so familiar these days that I'm almost getting used to it as a way of life ... almost. Thank You for my daily bread, but could I at least smell the bread baking from time to time. That would be nice.

Anyway, we're off to live in a tent for the weekend to see how it might work for us. :-) But we're totally being ourselves, doing what we're meant to be doing, feeling very alive and fulfilled - reasonably healthy, very hopeful, hilariously humble, and very, very together. The totally together part is my favorite, for I know how to make things work on my own, losing all sense of "togetherness." This is better by far, and it's so worth the price. Thank you, God, for this amazing life and for your daily guidance, consistently bringing me back to my family, myself, and You, instead of what I know to do on my own, which is all about ME, ME, ME. I am finally learning how to humbly love, serve, and walk with You, God, vs. fake it and play god myself, running things for others, even looking good doing it for a while, only to totally run it all into the ground, while running some of these same people over along the way. Thank You for saving me from myself. I love You.

I will not be writing tomorrow, gang. Instead, I will be waking up on the freezing ground in the woods looking for coffee and a fire to warm my cold, tired ass, because I don't usually get much sleep on these cold nights, but here goes nothing.

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Love flowed out!

"My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has
no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends (John 15:12-13)."

"This section begins and ends with the command of Jesus: 'I command you to love one another.' The fact that this is put in the imperative mode means it is not an option in our lives. It is not something we do if we feel like it. It is to be a deliberate response to another person whom we know to be in the family of God, regardless of how we feel toward that person.

Many people struggle at this point. They say, 'How can you command love? Love is a feeling, and if you don't love somebody, you can't help it. Love is our master; we do not master it.' Those who would say these things reveal that they have a very serious misconception of both love and its Source. Unfortunately, we are victims of Hollywood in this respect. We think of love as a feeling we have of affection toward another.

But love, as Jesus speaks of it here, is far different. We can be sure of one thing: He would never command us to do what is impossible for us to do. The secret, of course, is that we are to love, He says, 'as I have loved you.' This kind of love is to arise out of the same kind of relationship that He has with the Father that made it possible for Him to love us. In this same manner, and from the same Source, we are to love one another with the same quality of love. He loved us because God IS love, and He was indwelt by the Father. He was in the Father, and the Father in Him. As He yielded to that relationship, love flowed out. It could not help it -- God IS love. Since God IS love, as we yield to that relationship to the Son, love flows out from us. And it will have the qualities that His love has. He goes on to define for us the aspects of love that mark the quality of His love for us, which we also are to show to one another.

The first is given in the words, 'Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.' Love lays down its life for another. We all know how fully Jesus himself exemplified this. His is the greatest love that anyone can demonstrate toward friends. Obviously this means more than simply dying physically for them. If it meant only that, there would be very few of is who could or would ever fulfill this, largely because we would lack the opportunity to do so. And, of course, one could do so only once! But our Lord is commanding us to do this repeatedly. So He means by this that we are to give ourselves up for one another. When you go way out of your way to meet a friend's need, when you are willing to spend time with someone when otherwise you would have no time to do so -- and not necessarily because you are attracted or drawn to that person in some special way -- and you are willing to go out of your way and to give yourself up for him or her, you are laying down your life, a part of it at least, for that person. This is what Jesus had in mind."

-- Ray Stedman

All I can say to anyone who might ask me, "How was the funeral yesterday?", is three words, and they say it all:

LOVE FLOWED OUT! all over Aaron and his family.

Beyond that, I am speechless.

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Celebrating My Son

As I head off today to help a family express their final goodbyes and their undying love for their second son, Aaron, in his Memorial Service here in town, which leaves me a bit overwhelmed emotionally, I want to take a minute and honor my own second son, Mark, who is 26 years old and lives in Plainsboro, New Jersey. Mark called me yesterday to inform me of some really great news, that he had won an unexpected award for his work as a staff writer for a medium size paper in Central New Jersey. Here is his description of the award:

Dad:

The New Jersey Press Association is a state nonprofit organization dating back more than 150 years that was formed to advance the interests of newspapers and to increase awareness in the benefits of readership. Every year it gives out third-, second-, and first-place awards through its "Better Newspaper Contest" for writing/editing, photography, advertising, etc. There are 20 types of writing/editing awards, and they honor people or groups in the categories of under 60,000 daily circulation (which includes my paper and most others in the state) and over 60,000 circulation (which only includes 5 papers).

I won first place in 2008 category D-06, which is titled "Reporting and Writing - News Writing Portfolio." Every paper in the state under 60,000 circulation (probably about 15-20) got to submit collections of three stories apiece from four different reporters, and one of my paper's collections was mine. The articles I selected for entry after just working on the news desk for four months were a story about an unsolved homicide of a 23-year-old who was about to get married two years ago and the scar left in his family, another about undercover police officers in Plainfield who dress up like illegal immigrants and act like they're drunk in order to catch robbery suspects in the act, and another about a family grieving the stabbing death of a 20-year-old guy.

The contest is judged by people they bring in from outside the NJPA. There's a whole bunch more info about it on the njpa's Web site, www.njpa.org, on one of the tab links on the left side of the page.

I'll send you the text of those three stories next!

Mark


This is so cool, to see his enthusiasm for his work. I just love that he is doing what he loves doing. And here are the three articles:


Search for suspect in 2007 slaying of Long Hill man gets national attention

Joseph Tremarco woke up the morning of March 29, 2007, four months away from being married to his high-school sweetheart, in the midst of furnishing and decorating a new home and eager to start another day of work at his own blossoming scrap-metal business.

His bride-to-be's wedding dress was delivered to her house that day. It was also the day the local resident with a disarming smile and seemingly bright future was beaten to death with a blunt instrument in the small back garage of a Plainfield salvage yard.

The killing shook both the Morris County hamlet and the Union County city to their cores, even more so when the key suspect, a then 21-year-old former Piscataway resident thought at that time to be in the country illegally, disappeared without a trace.

Today, Welder Morente Dubon remains at large, and nearly 500 days have passed since Tremarco's death, but the investigation continues. In recent weeks, the case has received regional and even national attention, as friends and family of Tremarco made an appearance of over an hour on the Trenton-based radio station New Jersey 101.5 and the Fox television show "America's Most Wanted" posted an account of the killing on its Web site.

Remembering an 'Old Salt'

For Tremarco's parents, the timing is poignant due to the fact that their son, 23 at the time of his death, would have been 25 in a little more than a week. "I called him an old salt, 'cause he really was one. He just wanted to work, get married and have children,'' recalled Debra Tremarco, Joseph's mother, at the kitchen table of the Long Hill home Joseph grew up in. "He was a jokester, but he was kind. He would do anything for someone; all you had to do was say, 'Joe, could you give me a hand,' and he'd be there in a minute.'' "When he was in second grade, he brought me a picture home that a teacher ... had him draw,'' said Joseph's father Anthony, who took over his own father's scrap-metal business in 1973. "It was a drawing of a scrap truck with scrap on it, and written on the door was 'Joe's Scrap.' ''

A fuzzy picture

Plainfield, Long Hill and Union County detectives cobbled together a picture of the events of the homicide in the days after it occurred, determining that Dubon was a worker at the salvage yard at 1652 S. Second St., Plainfield, that Tremarco frequented. Authorities believe that after the killing, Tremarco's body was dragged into his own pickup truck, which was found abandoned the next day less than a mile away over the Union/Somerset County border on a quiet North Plainfield street. But from there, the picture grows fuzzy. Not only did Dubon disappear, but a solid motive for the homicide never has been officially established. Initial published reports said authorities believed it stemmed from an argument, citing a large sum of money recovered from Tremarco's truck as evidence that robbery was not a motive. But Tremarco's parents both insist money was involved, saying investigators told them their son never had an opportunity to defend himself from the attack that took his life. Authorities initially said they believed Dubon had fled the area following the killing, and the Tremarco family said they were later told that investigators believed he had reached his homeland in Central America. Then, Anthony Tremarco said he was told by authorities the mere process of getting extradition paperwork in order — regardless of whether Dubon could be found — could take three to five years.

The search continues

It was only through the efforts of New Jersey Rep. Robert E. Andrews, Anthony Tremarco said, that the process was streamlined. Bill Caruso, Andrews' chief of staff, said that upon receiving a letter from Debra Tremarco, the congressman helped the Union County Prosecutor's Office and the Department of Justice coordinate their efforts and clear a number of legal hurdles that potentially could have hindered extradition should Dubon be located. "Congressman Andrews is tremendously sorry that the Tremarco family has to go through this horrendous experience,'' Caruso said. "We are continuing to work with (authorities) so that when this suspect is located, we can finalize his extradition back to the U.S.'' Union County Prosecutor spokesman John Holl, who declined extensive comment due to the continuing investigation, said the killing remains a focal point for his office. "We're certainly very much involved with the situation,'' Holl said. "We're doing whatever we can to get Mr. Dubon in a courtroom to face these charges.''




Undercover efforts by Plainfield police making strong dent in certain crimes

A man dressed in a cowboy hat and boots stumbled out of a downtown bar alone late at night and started shuffling slowly down West Front Street. He didn't get far before stopping to lean groggily against a fence, head down, a half-empty bottle of Corona in hand. A crumpled $20 bill peeked out of the lip of the wallet hanging off a chain on his belt. No police officers or patrol cars were in sight.

To some, it looked like the perfect crime. In reality, it was the perfect trap.

The man, an undercover officer with the Narcotics Bureau of the Plainfield Police Department, was under surveillance by two backup teams, one composed of fellow undercover officers standing just 20-30 feet away, another hidden in a nearby unmarked police car. The trap, always set a little differently, worked to the tune of 17 arrests, including 14 in just three days spread over a span of two weeks in September.

Combined with a similar motor vehicle detail that resulted in eight arrests in two days in August, city Public Safety Director Martin Hellwig said the bureau's attention to detail — not to mention its convincing acting skills — have paid dividends reflected by noticeable falloffs in two key crime categories across the city.

"I once worked undercover for three years for a very elite unit, and we had nothing on these guys," said Hellwig, whose career in law enforcement spans 40 years. "They get the job done."

Identifying the problem

Earlier this year, Hellwig said, the city started experiencing a rash of motor vehicle break-ins and thefts, compounded by a lesser number of home break-ins magnified by the high-profile August case of an 82-year-old city resident being bound, stabbed and tortured during a home invasion and robbery. Another problem area was a string of late-night street robberies, with many of the victims attacked while walking home after leaving restaurants or bars.

With most of his regular patrol units regularly tied up responding to calls, Hellwig turned to the Narcotics Bureau — or, as he put it, the fire division of the police department.

"In a city like Plainfield, you have to put out fires all the time. Sometimes, issues ... seem to just spike at various points in time," Hellwig said. "Patrol is going from call to call to call, they're busy all day, so it's very difficult for them to address a problem like this. So I have this unit to really serve as my enforcement arm ... I say, "This is the problem, can you take care of it?' and they take care of it."

The street robberies turned out to be an easy problem to target, with the crimes bunched in a narrow corridor near West Front Street. The motor-vehicle thefts were another story, as evidenced by a map of the city drawn up by the department to illustrate incident locations.

"It was like someone took a shotgun with birdshot and fired," Hellwig said. "It was all over — there was no pattern."

Setting the stage

The robbery detail requires, above all, an ability for undercover officers to blend in, according to Brian Newman, a lieutenant assigned to the Narcotics Bureau.
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do," Newman said. "When you're in downtown Plainfield, you dress and act like everybody else."

Coordinating the undercover surveillance team involves little more than asking them to loiter, according to Newman, but the "bait' has to employ some acting.

"In almost every instance, what we did is had the officers act as if they were intoxicated, or slightly intoxicated," he said. "We'd have them stumble up and down the street, lean against a fence, sit down in front of a warehouse."

Every person who then approaches the "bait' gets a play-by-play radio call over NEXTEL phones, Newman said, with constant communication between the surveillance group on the street and the other in a car.

When the moment of truth arrives, speed is of the essence.

"A lot of times they'll just commit a theft, but sometimes they'll try to hit the undercover, who has no idea when he's being robbed, (looking down) or having a hat over their eyes. Their lives are completely in the backups' hands," Newman said. "I have three guys that do it, and they're brave guys. They go above and beyond."

The risk comes with high reward. Not only does the undercover work take criminals off the streets, but it also serves as a deterrent when word spreads, according to Newman.

"It'll make the next person think twice," he said, "That they may be trying to rob a cop."

Coordinating the motor-vehicle detail was easier, officials said, only requiring the right items being left in the right car at the right time. An undercover officer would pull into a parking spot on a city street and simply walk away, "forgetting' to lock his vehicle, with such items as cell phones, radar detectors, GPS systems or laptops — plucked with care from the department's evidence lockers — sitting in plain sight.

"And we didn't have to do anything else — the stage was set," Newman said. "We threw the bait out, and just waited for them to come."

End results

Of the two undercover operations' 25 arrests, racked up in seven four-hour shifts spread out over a little more than a month, "almost all" of the people rounded up were repeat offenders, according to Capt. Edward Santiago.

Officials said all indications now point to the city's motor-vehicle thefts and robberies waning. But another undercover detail is in the process of being established, according to Hellwig, and the work is far from being over.

With a dent made in the number of incidents, officials said a key initiative now becomes prevention. The department is delivering fliers with personal safety tips to city restaurants and bars and to a growing group of day laborers who gather downtown most mornings.

The fliers are printed in English and Spanish, according to Hellwig, who said the city's Hispanic population represents a target in many robberies — a claim supported by Flor Gonzalez, president of the city's Latin American Coalition, a prominent Hispanic-rights organization.

"I have been able to speak with a few people who have been beaten very badly," Gonzalez said, adding that she has worked with no fewer than 10 Hispanic city residents who were the victims of violent crime during the past several months. "I feel that we need to encourage the whole Hispanic community to unite with us to fight against violence, discrimination and robberies. If we don't do it as a family, we're not going to survive."

Hellwig said he was confident his department's work would ensure the safety of Plainfield's Hispanic population.

"We want to make people aware of how they should not be victimized," he said. "I think bringing this all together helps."

Santiago added that another key preventive measure the department will be looking into is leaning hard on city liquor distributors to be more responsible with their sales.
"It's a significant dynamic to these robberies that some liquor establishments serve people way beyond the point of intoxication," he said. "The owners of some of these bars, they got their money, but they don't care what happens when that person goes out the door."

Jay Bsogad, a manager at Fenrose Wine and Liquor at 431 W. Front St., said he personally ensures that his establishment does not sell alcohol to customers who appear to be inebriated.

"If we think a guy's no good, we don't let them inside," Bsogad said. "And if they're already inside, we just kick them out."

Bsogad said while he was aware of problems with crime around the area, he has not had one incident in his shop since taking over the business in April.

Officials agreed that the preventive measures, coupled with the work already done by the undercover details, have already made some of the city's more dangerous streets a bit safer, something Newman said represents a point of pride for the department.

"It's gratifying to know that we've taken criminals off the street," he said. "When you do something like this ... that gives people a good night's sleep, it's very satisfying."




Family, friends mourn man fatally stabbed in Plainfield

Dozens of people gathered in the city Thursday evening and Friday morning to mourn Dennis Gaitan, the recent Plainfield High School graduate who was stabbed to death during the early morning hours of Sunday, Dec. 7.

But while the tones of his viewing and subsequent funeral were somber, those in attendance were united in sharing overwhelmingly positive memories of a young man described as friendly, helpful and above all, happy. Loved ones were greeted to a roller-coaster of emotions Friday, as the Union County Prosecutor's Office announced mere hours after the funeral that the prime suspect in his killing had been arrested by U.S. Marshals in Puerto Rico.

"I believe Dennis died happy. And it's better to die happy than to live, then die miserable," said Yader Gaitan, Dennis's 23-year-old brother. "Dennis was never miserable."

THE TEACHER-TO-BE

The depth of Gaitan's network of loved ones quickly became evident less than two days after his killing, as a curbside memorial arranged at the site of his death blossomed throughout the week. Dozens of candles, several flower bouquets and balloons, two framed photos and countless other mementos dotted the site, along with a large, white sign wrapped around a nearby light pole with nearly 100 signatures on it. When the weather turned ugly on Wednesday, Dec. 10, a makeshift wooden tent covered in plastic was erected, and by late Thursday afternoon, Dec. 11, just prior to his viewing, several candles still burned despite strong winds and driving rains.
"Bros till the end — you're still here in spirit," one signature read. "Siempre estaras en nuestras corazones," another said: Spanish for "You will always be in our hearts."

But those closest to Gaitan said not everyone he knew was aware of his greatest ambition: to become a teacher. After recently working in a city day care center, the son of immigrant parents from Puerto Rico and Nicaragua started a contracting job with Verizon, at times working as many as seven days a week in order to save money, Yader said.

"He said, "Yo, Yader, I got my job now, so I'm about to save money and go to school — I want to do this teaching thing.' I said, "Go ahead and pursue it, man,"' recalled Yader, who worked alongside his brother at Verizon, of a recent conversation. "He loved kids."

That was perhaps most evident through a relationship with his ex-girlfriend, Aneesha Rosado, whose 5-year-old son Joel came to know Gaitan as "daddy," a title that stuck even after the couple split up.

"He loved to spend time with my son. He liked to go out to Chuck E. Cheese with him, to go to the movies with him," Rosado said. "He was a very good dad."
Breaking the news to Joel, Rosado said, was heartbreaking.

"I told him that daddy had an accident and he won't be able to wake up," she said. "He started crying, and said, "I want to see Daddy. I want to go with him to heaven."'

"I just told him, "It's not your time,"' Rosado said, "and that your daddy wants to see you be happy and be strong."

A SENSELESS CRIME

Little is known about the circumstances of Gaitan's killing other than the fact that a little after 2 a.m. Sunday, Dec. 7, moments after closing time at Chez Maree, a nightclub on the 100 block of Watchung Avenue, a North Plainfield police officer responded to hearing sounds of screaming, only to find Gaitan covered in blood in a parking lot across the street from the establishment. Gaitan, who lived several blocks away on the 900 block of Watchung Avenue, died at the scene, officials said. His death is the city's fifth homicide of the year.

Gaitan's friends and family described the violent nature of his death as shocking, characterizing him as someone who traditionally had little trouble getting along with others.

"You want to ask anybody, they're going to tell you nothing bad about my son. Nothing," said Gaitan's father, German Porrata, while wiping away tears. "If you found someone who would say something bad about my son, I'd give you a million dollars."

"He was a true angel," said Monique Freeman, 27, a friend of Gaitan who met him through Rosado. "And he was a very laid-back kind of guy."

It's for that reason, Yader said, that he continues struggling to come to terms with the circumstances of his brother's death. One signature included in Gaitan's curbside memorial, written by someone identifying themselves as a former classmate, even read, "I remember you keeping me out of trouble."

"I'll tell you what — my brother was a better person than me. He was a person who knew how to control his composure," Yader said. "A lot of people got along with him, because he was the type of person you could get along with, or have fun with. He wasn't the type of person to go out there looking for trouble."

The only good news for Gaitan's family immediately following the killing was the fact that authorities identified a suspect mere hours after the fact: Juan Jimenez, a 24-year-old Manville resident. And thanks to some swift work by the Union County Prosecutor's Office, Plainfield Police Department, and U.S. Marshals Service, Jimenez was behind bars five days later, awaiting extradition from Puerto Rico.

Of Jimenez, Yader said he was simply unable to comprehend someone taking his brother's life.

"Some people," he said slowly, "are just going to do the devil's work."

When asked what he might say to Jimenez, Gaitan's brother thought for a while, but an answer never came.

"I don't know. I don't know," he said. "And I don't even want to think about it, to be honest with you."


I really love to experience Mark this way, in the context of what he loves. And it's ironic to me that if he lived in this area, he probably would have been the writer chosen to cover Aaron's story, which was such a horrible human tragedy. Mark covers tragedy well. He understands human nature. He has seen the best and worst of humanity and life, and he's seen everything in between. He has seen that full range in me over his lifetime. Oh, the articles he could write! I love him very dearly and feel so much bursting excitement for this wonderful honoring of my son. If you have a moment, please join me in congratulating him: Mark Spivey can be reached at mspivey@mycentraljersey.com or 908-707-3144.

I can't think of a better way to start off the day of Aaron's memorial service, helping Steve & Pam honor their second's son's life, than to honor and love my second son with all my heart. I wish he were here to hold me through this. And I am thrilled to be there with him in spirit holding him in his moment of recognition.

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