Remembered smiles

I know this day well; I never forget it; it invariably sneaks up on me and grabs me unaware; and when I pause for a moment to reflect, I remember why things feel so raw. After all these years. And then I smile.

People have been posting on Facebook about remembering this day because of the Challenger disaster. I remember that. 

But I remember this day for an event that took place twelve years before the Challenger. An event that also claimed the lives of educators.

Forty years ago this day,  on January 28, 1974, William Koenig climbed into a small plane with another educator from Grove City. They planned a trip to Harrisburg, the state capitol, where they were to advocate for funds for the Grove City Public School system. At the time of his death, Bill worked as the assistant superintendent for the Grove City Public School system. But he was a musician. He played string bass in the pit orchestra for the high school musicals. He directed the town band. He was a tennis player. He was a photographer. He was also a private pilot. Though they had tickets on a commercial airline, the two colleagues decided Bill would fly. The plane went down near Emlenton, Pennsylvania, the crash site only located the next day. When I arrived at JFK a day later, after a college choir trip to Europe, family members met me and broke the news and shattered my heart.

Because grief lasts, I raise a glass to remember loses and acknowledge pains. And because love never ends, I raise a glass to give thanks and to celebrate love shared past, present, and future.  On this anniversary, I raise a glass to William Koenig, to his life, to the time, the far too short time, we shared. To all I learned. To laughter and tears. To music made well and badly. To a multitude of remembered smiles.

Goodnight and joy be with you, Dad.

Goodnight and joy be with us all.

See you along the Trail.

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Child of God, citizen of the world, ambassador for Christ

Smylie - 2016-01-16 Bulletin_Page_1A memorial service was held today at the First Presbyterian Church in Englewood, New Jersey, for the Rev. Robert F. Smylie, director emeritus of the Presbyterian Ministry at the United Nations. Bob, who served God and the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) at the United Nations for almost 30 years, died on December 19, 2015. 

I had the privilege to know Bob as a colleague and a friend. I had the honor to speak today at the service. Here is what I said:

In his second letter to the church in Corinth, Paul tells the followers of Jesus that we are ambassadors for Christ. All of us. Wherever we may be, we are ambassadors for Christ, sharing the message of reconciliation: God loves us and desires us to love God and love one another. In Christ’s name, we proclaim that message in our words and our living.

For those who have had the privilege to serve God and the church at the United Nations the servant role of ambassador is clear. The Presbyterian Ministry at the United Nations represents the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A) – represents the Church of Jesus Christ – within the UN community. There we serve as ambassadors for Christ.

In his ministry within the UN community and in his living, Bob Smylie served Jesus Christ and the Presbyterian Church as an ambassador in many ways. Ambassadors play a key role as bridge builders: building and nurturing and paying attention to the relationship between the state and the government they serve and the state and government where they are posted.

Bob went about building bridges with energy, intelligence, imagination, and love.

Bob built bridges between faith in Jesus Christ and the global neighborhood. He affirmed the separation of church and state but he knew that our faith in a sovereign God of all of life compels us to engage in public issues—to apply our faith as God enables us to the concerns of the day in our communities and in our country and in that community of nations that is the United Nations. Bob reminded the church and the UN community that the UN was created to pursue peace and security; the church proclaims and pursues God’s concern for peace and justice.

Bob built bridges between theological reflection, ethical analysis, and public policies. He had a gift, a well-honed gift, that allowed him to “synthesize what was going on in the world and look at it through a reformed theological lens” in the words of Sara Lisherness, director of the Compassion, Peace and Justice ministries in the Presbyterian Mission Agency. Dean Lewis, who first hired Bob to work for the Presbyterian Church, highlighted Bob’s capacity to articulate a “clear vision of what was needed to move toward solutions from a sound theological foundation.”

Perhaps this came through most clearly in Bob’s work that helped shape the social witness policies of the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.). There he was something of a Triboro bridge builder. He brought togehther current issues, rigorous academic insights, and faithful discipleship to create policies that allowed the church to engage in ministry in the name of Jesus Christ.

For the first part of his career, Bob worked from 475 Riverside Drive and commuted to midtown Manhattan to engage the UN community. When the new Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) moved its national offices to Louisville, Bob was left behind in New York to create what is now the Presbyterian Ministry at the United Nations. He helped build the bridge between different styles of ministry.

Bob built bridges within the church – strengthening relationships between national level programs, mid-councils, academic institutions, committees, congregations, and individuals. He built bridges with UN programs and agencies and NGOs such as the US Fund for UNICEF. Through his career he built bridges with the U.S. government and Mission to the United Nations. He built bridges with the ecumenical and interfaith community in New York. Within that community he is remembered for his faith and integrity and for his excellence.

Bob built bridges between people of different ages. He was an amazing mentor to those who served as staff or interns. People who learned from Bob about ministry and living as followers of Jesus now serve as ambassadors for Christ within the church and outside the church. Through his engagement with and support of younger people, Bob helped build Christ’s diplomatic corps.

Today give thanks for the life and faith and witness and love of Bob Smylie: child of God, citizen of the world, ambassador for Christ. During the years of violence and oppression in Central America, the church developed a custom to remember those with whom they had shared life. Every time they gathered at table to break bread and share a cup to receive the body of Christ they would call out the names of those saints from their church who had been tortured or murdered by the military death squads.  And then as each name was called out, the whole congregation would respond, “Presenté” meaning they are present with us. They are physically gone, but in the wondrous mystery that is the Communion of Saints they share the journey with us. Forever.

The Presbyterian Peacemaking Program, where Bob served for some twenty of the years he worked for the church, picked up the custom and began using it during staff meetings and at conferences and other gatherings. Today as family of Bob, colleagues of Bob, and friends of Bob, I invite you to join me.

The Rev. Robert F. Smylie.

Presenté!

Thanks be to God.

See you along the Trail.

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Declaration

Independence.

Live free.
Live full.
Live well.

Independence from
old patterns,
learned habits,
undeserved guilt.

Live free.
Live full.
Live well.

Live free.
Live full.
Live well.

Independence
in the coming year,
on this very day,
at every moment.

Live free.
Live full.
Live well.

Independence
to laugh
to love
to live.

Live free.
Live full.
Live well.

24 December 2015
Cleveland Heights, OH

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Purple quadupus

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Henrik’s toy has four legs – always has.
And it is purple!
24 December 2015
Cleveland Heights, OH

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Purple flowers, Cleveland Heights 3

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24 December (yes, 24 December) 2015
Cleveland Heights, OH

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Grace

Waking, sleeping dreams,
alike haunted,
we stumble forward;
no need to look back,
we bear the past within us;
only by grace
can we escape.

Cleveland Heights, Ohio
22 December 2015

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Favorite Christmas songs

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Each year, there are three songs I make a point of hearing several times during the Advent and Christmas season. While they may not appear on the list of classical Christmas carols or music, they speak of the hope and possibility and peace of the season.

Christmas in the Trenches by John McCutcheon

The Rebel Jesus by Jackson Browne

Like the First Time It’s Christmas Time by Tommy Sands

What makes your list?

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