Dispatch from Forbearance Presbyterian Church
We Meet, Therefore We Are
by Charlotte Johnstone
When
Grace Weisner convened Forbearance's Membership Committee last
week, the agenda concerned Rev. Hustisford's desire to better
educate new members as to how a Presbyterian church operates.
"How do we make decisions here?" she asked them. "How
does change come about? How do we handle congregational disagreements?
In other words, what's our corporate culture?"
After a few moments of silence, Jack Brannigan said, "We
meet, therefore we are."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Grace asked.
"It means," Jack said, "that Presbyterianism is
a bunch of meetings interrupted once a week by a worship service.
"It means," Jack said, "that Presbyterianism is
a bunch of meetings interrupted once a week by a worship service.
It means that we like to talk. It means that two weeks ago I
sat in a deacons' meeting for three hours while my fellow Presbyterians
tried to figure out a way to tell Curly Rumbaugh that our 'corporate
culture' wasn't going to allow him to wear his red plaid golf
pants when he ushers on Sunday mornings any longer."
"That's because we're tidy," said Lois Borman.
"Tidy?" Jack said. "I'm not tidy---just ask my
wife."
"Well, 'tidy' is the word that
comes to mind," Lois told
him. "We're the 'decently and in order' people. Whenever
we have a problem in the church, we don't go off like a loose
cannon-we form a committee and, if necessary, we form subcommittees.
Committees are tidy. If someone is in a lather about something
at Forbearance, all you have to do is say that a committee's
looking into it and you're halfway home to solving the problem.
Committees are like sinkholes-stuff can get buried in there for
years. In fact, I've seen committees use whole sessions just
debating about how to proceed-kind of a tedious slow death as
far as solving anything is concerned. I mean, we don't have bishops,
we have committees."
"And how come Presbyterians always seem to sit in a circle?"
asked Betty Chandler. "Ever notice that? Last week at a
meeting in my home, people dragged chairs in from the dining
room just so they could sit in a circle. I had everything set
up in the living room and they rearranged the whole thing."
"That's because we like to keep an eye on each other,"
Jack said.
"We do?" asked Grace.
"Yeah, we do," Jack said. "Presbyterians tend
to be polite-we usually don't rant and rave in public-so, in
meetings, we like to watch each other for clues for what isn't
being said. That's probably why some committee meetings take
so long-no one wants to upset anyone, so we use four times as
many words as we need. If we weren't so polite, we'd just say,
'That suggestion of yours is totally boneheaded and I, for one,
think you're nuts.' Instead, Presbyterians say things like 'Your
suggestion is certainly interesting and deserves full consideration
of the committee, but I would like to offer an additional thought
that, while not in direct opposition to your contribution, could,
perhaps, be considered as an alternative.' That's Presbyterian
for 'You're nuts.'"
Well, structure is civilized, Jack," Grace said. "And we always get the job
done, don't we?"
"Sure we do," Jack replied, "but sometimes it
seems like it takes forever. Look at last summer's picnic. I
was on the steering committee for that thing and we must have
had 10 subcommittees---food, drinks, games, prizes, transportation
and a whole ton of other things. We even had a Porta-Potty subcommittee,
which, by the way, no one wanted to be on. I wouldn't be surprised
if we had a subcommittee assigned to petition God for good weather.
I mean, Presbyterians are constitutionally unable to leave anything
to chance."
"Do you remember some years ago when the church changed
its worship hour from 11 a.m. to 10 a.m.?" Betty asked.
"If we'd had a bishop or someone like that, maybe the change
would have just been decreed. But we're Presbyterians, so a position
paper was prepared by the Worship Committee, listing all the
reasons why the Sunday schedule would be enhanced by the new
hour, we had a bunch of small group meetings, we polled the congregation
for a month, collated all the data, had two separate committee
meetings and finally a congregational meeting to take a vote.
It took us six months to change one hour, but everyone had a
say in the decision and even the ones who didn't like it eventually
came around to the majority vote. That's the way a democracy
works and Presbyterian polity is nothing if not democratic. We
may not leave much to chance and we certainly can be accused
of being reluctant about change, but we eventually get to where
we need to go."
"Are you saying that Presbyterians are congenitally unable
to be spontaneous?" Grace asked.
"Oh, as individuals we're perfectly capable of being spontaneous,
"Betty said. "But, as a corporate body, we tend to
think a long time before we leap, if you know what I mean."
"Especially if it involves money," said Jack.
"Or the possibility that a number of folks are going to
be upset," Lois added.
"Let's face it," said Betty,
"we don't like being told---
we like being consulted. After all, our denomination was born
in rebellion against a single centralized authority, so maybe
it's natural that we value consensus over edict. Or, now that
I think of it, maybe the Presbyterian method of atoning for sins
is to assign everyone to endless committees---sort of our own
version of purgatory."
"Yeah," said Jack, "Presbyterian hell is a tie
vote in a committee with a chairperson who is incapable of moving
the agenda without dithering around until everyone lapses into
a coma. Listen, if Moses had tried to lead Presbyterians through
the wilderness, we would have tabled the motion for a year while
we conducted feasibility studies on feeding logistics, shelter
needs, alternative modes of transportation for nonwalkers, child
care, long-term financing, continuing education, clothing requirements
and provisions for liquid intake. The picnic people would have
reactivated the Porta-Potty subcommittee. Moses would have had
to meet with the Long-range Planning Committee and the Session
would have required at least three letters of reference as to
his reliability in wilderness-wandering. And, because we're Presbyterians,
a vague term like 'wandering' would have sounded alarming-we
would have demanded detailed maps and even, perhaps, prepaid
reservations at suitable oases along the way."
And, with that, they called it a night. On the way to his car,
Jack ran into Rev. Hustisford, who warned him that Jack's Building
and Grounds Committee meeting the next evening might run a bit
long. "The subcommittee dealing with the boiler problem
has done a lot of research and they've prepared a lengthy list
of options to be considered by the full committee. I suspect
that it will wreck your agenda, but I've got to hand it to them-they've
really
been thorough."
"Well, of course they have," Jack sighed. "They're
Presbyterians, so of course they have."
Charlotte Johnstone is a member of Immanuel Presbyterian
Church in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She (and the cast of Forbearance
Presbyterian Church) welcome comments. Write to her at Horizons,
100 Witherspoon St., Louisville, KY 40202-1396 or email wjohns4949@aol.com.
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