Williamsburg in Spring

Parson-ToolsI don’t hide my love for Williamsburg, VA.  What’s been accomplished by the Williamsburg Foundation is nothing short of marvelous.  Ever since my wife and I took our honeymoon there, we’ve been going back.  Our kids consider it our vacation spot, which makes me glad.  This week we all took a trip down to Williamsburg for Spring Break.  It was our first-ever Spring Break trip, and where else would we take it except our vacation spot?  Being in Williamsburg during Spring Break is a bit different than heading there during the summer-months, so I’m reflecting

Our over-all experience at Williamsburg was, as usual, spectacular.  We learn something new every time we go, and this trip was no different.  Of particular interest this trip was what happened in the public Gaol at the time the Colonial government collapsed.  We’ve known about the events surrounding the collapse of the government for years, but we’d never imagined what impact it would have had on the courts.  In the Colonial government the governor was the head of the high-court, which heard all cased involving felonies.  Without the governor to call the court to order, arrested felons continued to fill up the Gaol as they awaited trial – at the height of the problem there were around 70 people packed into a facility designed for perhaps 2 dozen. Not surprisingly, this led to some serious health issues.  These issues became so bad, and the wait for a “speedy trial” became so long, that some prisoners actually broke out of the Gaol prior to the establishment of Virginia’s commonwealth government. It’s yet another glimpse into just how disruptive the outbreak of the Revolution was to the social fabric of the Colonies.

One of the most interesting encounters we had in this historic area occurred in Charlton’s Coffeehouse as we sat down to sample some of their excellent drinking chocolate.  As we entered the public room, my son and I were invited to sit down by a man interpreting an Anglican priest.  We struck up a conversation and I steered the conversation to the possibility of a non-Anglican being called as chaplain to the delegates  who were putting together the framework for the new government.  As I expected, he blanched at the possibility (and was particularly put-off at my mention of Patrick Henry) – and then forgave my mistake because I was from New Jersey where we have no established Church.  He then went on to inquire as to why New Jersey didn’t just make the Presbyterians the established Church – as they seemed to be everywhere in the Colony thanks to Princeton.  When I replied, “Well, New Jersey also welcomes Baptists” he scowled and ended our interview.  What fun!  He was an amazing interpreter.

April is also Religion in American History month down in Williamsburg, which led to my last treat on the trip.  Thursday afternoon I went to a presentation on American folk hymns.  For an hour Timothy Seaman shared stories and performed several folk tunes which became attached to hymns as settlers moved West.  Of all the stories which he told, the most interesting is tied to the tune normally associated with “What wondrous love is this?”  Apparently, the tune is derived from a broad-sheet ballad first sold at the hanging of Captain Kidd!

Here’s the lyrics (from here):

My name was Robert Kidd, when I sailed, when I sailed;
My name was Robert Kidd, when I sailed;
My name was Robert Kidd, God’s laws I did forbid,
So wickedly I did when I sailed, when I sailed
So wickedly I did when I sailed.

These experiences are why we keep going back.  What the Colonial Williamsburg Foundation has accomplished is truly unique, and well worth the trip.

Going Back

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This past weekend I traveled to my almost alma mater to see my Parents, sister, and nieces in a performance of The Music Man.  It was the first time my parents ever did something like that, so there was no way I was going to miss it, but it was also the last show of the first choir director I ever had – there was no way I was going to miss that.  Monica was great to me when I was in Springfield.

When I arrived at the school for the performance, I dawned on me that it was the first time I’d set foot in the school for over twenty years. As that realization dawned on me, it  felt almost like I was transforming back into the scared and lost teenager I’d been while attending the school. Springfield was hard nut for me to crack  – I never felt “real” there – it’s one of the reasons my parents ended up sending me to Lancaster Mennonite to finish high school (for which I’m extremely grateful).

I’ve never been good with “small talk,” my ADD and introversion get in the way, but as I bumped into people who knew me back then I felt like I took social awkwardness to a whole other level.  My brain kept saying, “You know, you really aren’t that mumble-mouthed or socially uncomfortable any more,” but my body kept disagreeing.  When I was in that environment as an adolescent, trying to hide as much as possible was how I responded to stress.  Twenty years later my body remembered.  It was weird, and slightly alarming.

Don’t get me wrong, it was wonderful to see the stage, applaud my family, and say goodbye to an old teacher.  If I’d been able to audition for the show and be on the stage I probably wouldn’t have felt so odd, but in the audience I had no where to hide and so old behaviors crept back in.

As is my habit, I started thinking about people who get hurt at churches – and why they find it so difficult to come back to the same congregation after they begin dealing with the pain (if any church at all).  This “hurt” can be some kind of physical or emotional abuse, a relationship struggle, a bad experience with a pastor, a fight over style, or the decision to stop serving decaf coffee after worship.  No matter what it is, when people depart from a congregation because they’ve been wounded they rarely come back – even when the hurt has pretty much been healed.  Pastors often fret over these lost sheep, wondering how to get them back into the fold.  To be honest, I’ve not spent a whole lot of time pursuing the matter, I just hoped that people who departed would be blessed by God. I’ve also prayed that whatever hurts the congregation and the person caused each other (or the pastor and the other person) forgiveness could be found.  For the most part, it’s worked out OK. Having now felt the anxiety which comes with entering a place in which I was wounded I think I know why I’ve never done much to pursue people who have departed the church.

I’m starting to understand that people wounded by a congregation find it difficult to go back because when they are there, they regress.  That is, they tend to become the people they were at the time the wound was originally received.  It feels awkward, uncomfortable, and unsettling – so, they stay away.  I don’t blame them.

Sometimes, healing needs distance.  Sometimes, the survival habits a body forms in response to stress can do more harm than good – whether it be going back to a school, a church congregation, former place of employment, or even a house.  Sometimes we can be healed enough to grow and learn and thrive, but not enough to go back.  As painful as that might be, I think that just might be OK.

Hello Draft

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When I first picked up my Nexus 7, one of my biggest concerns was the lack of a decent markdown editor. Editors either didn’t have robust enough dropbox support, had odd quirks with the HTML rendering, or didn’t allow me to easily export the raw HTML for use as blog posts.

A short while after I got the Nexus I discovered a new editor called Write which was the best editor I’d found on the platform. Still, the dropbox support in Write was not what I needed – I had to import documents into the editor from dropbox and then export the documents back into dropbox to edit them on other devices. This left me working on different versions of the same document, documents which inevitably got out of sync. Still, the Nexus was a desirable enough form-factor for me to put up with this frustration.

Now I find I don’t have to.

Last week, I discovered a new markdown editor in the Google Play store called, “Draft.”  With it I finally had a markdown editor with the dropbox support I needed, quick markdown shortcuts, and which allowed me to copy clean HTML into WordPress.  In the short time since I’ve been using draft additional features have been added, key of which for me are persistent word count and automatic dropbox syncing.

With the arrival of Draft I’ve gotten one step closer to the Nexus working the way I need it to. Future updates to the hardware in this line, adding a rear-facing camera and video out, could make this a platform I’d be happy moving to full-time. If the apps develop in similar fashion, I may not even think twice before doing so.  If Accordance ever comes on to Android, I wouldn’t even blink.

Don’t comment angry

praying handsI recently read a Huffington Post Article asking the question, “What if kids don’t want our church?” It likened church structures (both organizational and physical) to “family heirlooms” which may have been treasured for generations but no longer fit the goals and lifestyles of the current generation.

There’s a lot I agree with in the article I agree with. In fact, there’s a great deal in the article which I feel. I’ve never quite understood why I should treasure something just because you think it’s “nice.” This doesn’t mean I’m not happy for people who enjoy “nice” things because they are “nice,” it’s just not my cup of tea, so I’m quite happy being pleased from a distance.

I don’t necessarily agree with the take-away from the post, which seems to trash the concept of heirlooms itself as a relic from a bygone era, but the lesson is well-learned nonetheless. Coming generations maintain connections differently than more recent ones – and that needs to be acknowledged instead of ridiculed.

None of that is why I’m writing this post. How’s that for B-movie misdirection?

I’m writing this post because of the comments to the referenced story. Comments which make me despair for humanity. In particular this comment made me want to weep:

If you care nothing for your fellow man, keep going to church.

If you care even less, become a pastor, and profit from your indifference toward mankind while being respected for holding a status for pretending to care.

Now, many Christians (including me) are tempted to be angered and hurt by such a statement. That, after all, is the point of making such a statement in the first place – to hurt others so people could see just how much one hates the target.

So how should Christians respond to statements like the above? I’ve seen see a wide range of responses – smug superiority, outrage, fear, pain, and even compassion. In the comments to articles, which I should just give up for Lent and forever, the most prominent tend to be outrage and smugness. Too often Christians respond with equally hurtful messages along the lines of, “Well one day you’ll find out you were wrong” or “you stupid atheists are the reason God is pouring out judgement on this country.” Nobody wounds others like a wounded person. If I am learning anything about interactions on the Internet it’s this, “Don’t post out of a sense of retaliation.” It doesn’t help.

So how should we respond? Well, this week is Palm Sunday, and I’m preaching out of Isaiah 50:4-9. In this passage the prophet declares how he’d been given the tongue of “one who was learned” so that he might help the weary. Morning after morning Isaiah’s ears were opened so he might continue to be taught for that ministry. He never rebelled or turned back from it.

His obedience, however, came only through a great many temptations to walk a path other than the one God had called him to walk. Just look at verse 6:

I gave my back to those who strike,

and my cheeks to those who pull out the beard;

I hid not my face from disgrace and spitting.

Had Isaiah responded disgrace for disgrace, he wouldn’t be the person he’d been called to be.

Preaching this passage on Palm Sunday is particularly telling. Like the prophet before him, Jesus turned fixedly toward Jerusalem (what Isaiah calls a “face like a flint”) and went to the Holy City. He went to be treated in the exact same fashion, respond with the same obedient response, and in so doing conquer sin and death.

Jesus’ link to Isaiah’s obedience wasn’t only meant for him personally, however, nor is it isolated to his Passion. In fact, in Matthew 5:38-39, Jesus tells his disciples to “turn the other cheek.” That is, to respond to insult by offering to be insulted again rather than retaliate. This is not an easy path, but following Jesus is supposed to be a radically different lifestyle.

So next time you see someone insulting your faith, trying to make you angry and retaliate in some fashion, remember Isaiah. Remember Jesus. Remember what you’ve been commanded to do, and turn the other cheek. Jesus doesn’t need to be defended by our presumed cleverness or angry retorts. He wants us to love others every bit as much as he loves us.

Training Revolution

Command KeyThe buzz was running among Geeks this week Teens are bored with FaceBook. I’ve been saying for a while that the kids who grow up in the era of persistent-connectivity are going to naturally find boundaries with these tools. They don’t want to be overwhelmed with social networks, that’s what texting is for. The growing trend among younger users on FaceBook is that it’s overwhelming, and they don’t want to be overwhelmed. So they are migrating to other services like Tumblr and Instagram (yes, I know Instagram was purchased by FaceBook. The article linked above pretty much tells you why).

As a technologist who works with pastors and a denominational region, this is the type of shift which sends people into a tizzy. There are still people out there who are just joining FaceBook thinking they’ll “be able to connect to young people” – and now the young people are flocking somewhere else. “Now we have to learn a whole new service,” the lament goes.

This lament is the problem.

Whenever I teach people technology skills, I make an effort to not focus on simply one tool. Rather, I try to teach skills which can be translated from tool to tool. These skills will often need to be tweaked depending on the tool at hand, but once the skill is embedded tool-changes cease being moments of, “I don’t know what do to!” panic. Instead, they become moments where a user is freed to think, “I know this is possible, how can I do this?”

A good example of this are hyperlinks. Early on in the web’s life, when people saw blue, underlined, text emerging users understood clicking on that text would take you somewhere else. As the years have gone on, even as the traditional look of hyperlinks has long-since ceased being popular, people still understand clicking/tapping blue, underlined, text will take you somewhere. The skill has been learned, and therefore works on web-pages, social networking apps, eReaders, and even Bible software. People don’t look at an underlined asterisk or or number in an eBook, for example, and panic. They simply know what it does.

The holds true for tools like word processors, presentation applications, spreadsheets, and web-browsers. If users learn the skills needed to use each kind of tool, it shouldn’t matter if they are suddenly set in front of an unfamiliar application. There will certainly be over-lap. Many of the formatting icons are the same across tools, after all. Where there is no overlap, however, users need to be trained to understand the functions they need to be productive, and invited to explore how they might be implemented in another tool.

This also holds true on social networking sites, which brings us back to the lament over the abandonment of Facebook by teens. The “tool of the day” will always be shifting, that is the nature of the web. So instead of fixating on learning how a particular social network works, we should be teaching people what it can do. Facebook has “friends,” people with whom users share pictures, updates, and comments. Google+ has “circles.” Twitter and Instagram have “followers.” The ideas are different, but similar.

If people are completely fixated on the fact that Facebook has “friends,” and that’s the only way they know how to connect on social networking, they when they open Google+ and see “circles” they will be lost. If a person has been taught to think, “Social networks are about making connections” then perhaps they will be freed to explore how that particular tool manages to make those connections.

This a dramatic shift in the way we train people to use computers, reliant on teaching people to develop instincts every bit as much as repetitive skills. It is, however, a perfect time to be implementing such a shift. The arrival of touch as a pervasive computer interface has opened up a whole new world of instinctive computing – more so than even the icon-driven interfaces of old. Instinct, developed through years of experience, tells us we can move objects by flicking and swiping – so we do this naturally on our phones and tablets. Instinct tells us pinching is a good motion to make things larger or smaller, and so we do this. Now that the interfaces have caught up with the way people actually function in the world, it’s time our training methods caught up as well.

Textbook pain

My son is visually impaired. It doesn’t slow him down all that much, but it does make school more difficult than it would be for him if he had better vision. Several years ago we got him an iPad so he’d be able to read – it’s been amazing for him. The iPad has become my son’s notepad, eBook reader, and word processor. The ability to pinch-zoom on just about anything really is magical (yes, geeks growled at Steve Jobs when he referred to the iPad with that description, but it is amazing). This year he’s even able to scan workbook pages with an app and import them into Notability to edit (that is, when he’s not feeling too self-conscious).

The only place the iPad hasn’t been helpful is with textbooks. School textbooks layouts take visual stimuli, inject with with crack, and vomit it on to a page. I am a visual learner (as is my son), but school textbooks break up the data so much it’s almost impossible to figure out what’s important if you’re a fully sighted person. If you have difficulty seeing, it’s a nightmare. Particularly when a reading curriculum depends on “open book” tests.

Unfortunately, textbook publishers have been slow to take up digital publishing. Even when they have jumped into these waters, it’s been done tentatively. Rather than make actual eBook versions of their textbooks, publishes have opted for web-versions which are identical to the printed page. This would be a minor annoyance which could be overcome with pinch-zoom and dragging but for one huge flaw in the implementation – the online versions of the books depend on flash. Not only does this make them inaccessible on the iPad without a third party browser like Puffin, it removes the very accessibility features which make the iPad such a valuable tool in the first place. Imagine our frustration! Imagine my son’s! Sadly, Reading has sapped the joy of reading from him.

So here is my call to textbook publishers.

Please, end your tentative wading into the digital world and jump in. Stop being enamored with your busy layouts and accept that digital screens require a different type of format – a format already set for you by the ePub standard. You may still have your images, charts, and call-outs – an ePub, after all, is basically a XML file with specific extensions. In such a format all your added charts, call-outs, and “think abouts” could just be links which could be tapped in order to access. Images could be embedded into the text itself, and tapped to access a zoom-able version. By taking up this standard, students like my son could have access to the same content a fully-sighted student has, and without a suffering from a diminished experience. If he can’t see something, he may simply enlarge the text and continue reading.

I understand publishers have a business model to protect. To this end I have no problem if you apply some kind of DRM to your textbooks, linked to an account for each student. I dislike DRM intensely, but I understand textbooks are not like other books. They are meant to be used year after year in the same class context. Students don’t own textbooks (at least, not until college), they borrow them from their school. If DRM can be a way to make sure the books get “handed in,” then I’ll grudgingly make a exception for it in this case. Just understand any system you develop will be cracked, but most people will play by the rules if you treat them well.

Just, please, make the shift to standard eBooks while I can still salvage some of my son’s educational experience.

Trained Up

Accordance TrainingTwo years ago, the folks who make Accordance graciously accepted an invite to come Central Baptist and offer a training seminar for the folks in South Jersey (and beyond).  Just over a month ago, I got an email from those same folks saying they were going to be in a nearby seminary, and wondered if we would be interested in hosting another seminar.  Of course I said yes.

Since I moved over to the Mac platform, Accordance has been my “go to” tool for Bible Study.  I’ve used other programs on other platforms, and I like them each in their own way, but the speed and versatility of Accordance has held my attention longer than any other.  It’s truly a joy to use, and not just for the software.  The developers of accordance, as well as the other employee’s of OakTree Software, are good folks – and that shows in the community which has sprung up around their powerful suite.  These are folks who are easy to host.

Not only are these easy to host, they are easy to listen to. The people who teach these seminars  are “on” for hours with very little in the way of breaks.  They play multiple roles during the course of the day – teacher, IT troubleshooter, and salesperson are just a few.  The amount of care and energy these folks expend to present a free seminar is truly impressive. My hat is off to both Mark and Paul.

I always learn something new at the training seminars, and this year was no exception.  I need to go back and practice it, but the ability to compare texts for similar word-structures just blew my mind.  I also look forward to playing with the construct engine, so I can learn how to use it more effectively.  The power of these tools simply blows my mind.

I also enjoy the people I meet when I host events such as this one. I may be a natural introvert, but it’s also fun to hear some of the stories which surround the people who come.  This past event was especially interesting as I invited a pastor to join myself and three other ABCNJ staff members for lunch.  He seemed to have a lot of fun, and actually enjoyed the sales pitch for ABCNJ. You never know what God does with something as simple as, “Hey, wanna tag along?”

Thanks for coming, Accordance. Come back again.