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Six Words
I have long been fascinated
By the six-word story –
Six words to tell a complete tale,
Six words to capture an experience,
Six words to engender emotion,
Six words to draw the reader in,
And
To leave the reader changed,
Six words to say everything there is to say,
Six words –
Succinct,
Carefully chosen,
Complete.
I first discovered the six-word
Phenomenon
several years ago
when I was reading memoirs.
My goal was to read
a book a week,
And in the process,
I searched for titles
by reading reviews online.
One day,
when I was scrolling through the results for
“must read memoirs,”
I stumbled upon
The Six Word Memoir ® project.
After finding the website,
I ordered and read,
“Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs,
by Writers Famous and Obscure,”
edited by Rachel Fershleiser and Larry Smith.
By page 20,
I was hooked.
As I read
Entry after entry,
I was amazed
at how just six words
spoke volumes.
Six words
told complete stories.
Six words
captured
Moods
and memories.
Conflicts
and crises,
People
and poignancy.
“Born in the desert, still thirsty.”
-Georgene Nunn
“Savior complex makes for many disappointments.”
-Alanna Schubach
“Joined Army. Came out. Got booted.”
-John Baumeister
“Followed rules, not dreams. Never again.”
-Margaret Hellerstein
“On the playground, alone. 1970, today.”
-Charles Warren
“Everyone who loved me is dead.”
-Ellen Fanning
“Time to start over again, again.”
-Dan Petronelli
And, still one of my favorite –
“Asked to quiet down; spoke louder.”
-Wendy Lee.
It wasn’t long
before six words
became a regular spiritual practice for me.
Review the day
in six words.
Portray the experience
in six words.
Process the feelings
in six words.
Succinctly summarize
both joys and sorrows,
trials and triumphs,
hopes and fears
in six words,
Day after day,
Week after week,
Month after month -
It became a framework
to put things into a healthy perspective,
to both celebrate
and let things go.
Before I knew it,
I found myself
thinking in six words
about things both
humorous
and serious.
It even became a part of my
sermon preparation –
Write the sermon in six words –
and then write the whole sermon.
It was –
and is –
Both life-giving
and life-saving.
When the pandemic descended
upon
and engulfed the world
in early 2020,
I found myself
wondering what I could do
that would give people
a space,
a place,
and community
amid lockdown
and isolation
to not feel so alone.
We couldn’t be together,
but we needed each other.
With so much
Upended
And suspended,
I – we –
Needed some way to
Articulate,
Put into words -
Name
what we were
Thinking,
Feeling,
and Experiencing
amid so much fear and uncertainty.
Late one night,
In March of 2020,
I formed a Facebook group -
“Six Word Snapshots.”
The timeline photo
said then,
And still says now -
“Staying home
Washing hands
Praying more.”
The invitation is this:
In six words only,
write about what you are doing
amid these changing times.
What brings you joy?
How has your life changed?
What are your challenges?
How are you passing the time?
How are you
"making the best of it?"
What are you thinking about it?
Remember –
six words only –
no more, no less!
I invited a handful of my friends.
They invited more.
And it grew exponentially
In a matter of hours.
People wrote -
People responded
And with one six-word post
after another,
a community was formed.
People wrote of their sorrows:
And suddenly tears, despite the sun.
People wrote of their exhaustion.
I miss my motivation. Too tired.
People wrote of their loved ones who were sick:
Rest eternally, Dad. Kick COVID, Mom.
People wrote of strained relationships:
Painful relationship with mother. Weird day.
People wrote of unemployment:
Husband’s job loss is permanent. Sigh.
People wrote of the unsettled-ness of time:
Really? It’s not Friday? Who knew?
People wrote of the everyday things that were keeping them going:
Warm, delicious homemade cinnamon raison bread.
People wrote
and wrote
and wrote,
and they are still writing.
The posts are more infrequent now
and are often not related to the pandemic –
Prayers, friend's heart valve surgery tomorrow
Friends' happiness makes my heart giggle
Yippee, back to work at 80
Making play dough tonight! Kneading …Therapeutic.
But there is something profoundly holy
about this
six-word experience
and the ongoing way that
it meets people’s needs
to speak
and be heard,
to name something –
anything, really -
and have someone respond.
In recent months,
my personal six-word practice
has taken on
yet another
a new form.
Through my work as the
Program Director for Congregational Thriving
at St. Olaf College,
I have the privilege of
stewarding
The Nourishing Vocation Project,
a project through the
Lutheran Center
for Faith, Values, and Community
with generous support from
Lilly Endowment Inc.
The Nourishing Vocation Project
is a four-phase experience
that invites individual participants
and whole congregations
to deepen their understanding
of God’s call
upon their life and work
so that they can thrive.
Foundational to this project
is a spiritual practice
that I have created, called
Vocare.
from the Latin,
meaning “to call,”
is designed to
help you discern
and embrace
your multiple vocations
so that
you can more intentionally
live life on purpose
for the common good.
Vocare
invites ongoing reflection upon
six words –
Values,
Openness,
Call,
Attentiveness,
Regrets,
Experiences
of God’s presence.
Vocare
invites you to regularly
dwell with these questions –
What do I value,
and how am I living my values?
To what am I being asked to be open?
How do I respond?
What voices are calling to me?
Which ones do I listen to, and why?
Where am I giving my attention?
Does my attention align with my values?
What are my regrets?
What insight do I gain from them?
When, where, and how have I experienced
the presence of the God in my everyday life?
Values
Openness
Call
Attentiveness
Regret
Experience –
Six words
that can
nourish ongoing discernment,
Six words
that can
nourish the pursuit of purpose,
Six words
that can
nourish the living of
our multiple vocations in daily life,
Six words
that can
lead you to more intentionally
live life on purpose for the common good.
I commend this practice
and its six words
to you.
Incorporate it
into something you are already doing –
Put these six words
in your head
and write them on your heart.
Think on them
when you go for a walk,
Or
Commute to work,
Or
Have your devotions,
Or
Mow your lawn,
Or
Sit down at table with your family,
Or
Take a shower,
Or
Plan your budget,
Or
Lay out your monthly calendar.
Give them space in your thoughts
when you go to bed at night.
Let them greet you
when you wake
In the morning.
Welcome them
as a companion
on your daily journey –
whatever that journey may be
and wherever that journey
may take you.
You just might be surprised at how
these six words
lead you to clarity
when life is confusing –
Point you toward intention
when meaning is allusive,
And deepen your understanding
of God’s call
upon your life and work –
in the everyday moments
of everyday life
so that
you can
more intentionally,
live life on purpose for the common good.
And who knows,
You may even end up with some
Amazing six-word stories along the way!
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As an ecumenical and inclusive ministry of St. Andrew Lutheran Church, the content of each Church Anew blog represents the voice of the individual writer and does not necessarily reflect the position of Church Anew or St. Andrew Lutheran Church on any specific topic.
Words Create Worlds
I am a lover of words.
I love what words are, and I love what words do.
When I was a child,
my three favorite books were
the white dictionary,
the red thesaurus,
and the green book of rhyming words.
I spent countless hours
trying on new words for size,
tasting them in my mouth,
savoring them in my ear,
and settling them into my mind.
Words, you see,
seemed to crack open a window
into worlds as yet unimagined.
I especially liked big words
with lots of syllables
that rolled around in my mouth
like a marble in pinball machine,
just for the privilege of being spoken out loud.
But then in high school,
I had a teacher who taught me
to never use a 50-cent word
when a nickel word will do.
“Think,” he said
“about the power of what most people would call
‘throw-away-words,’
like prepositions.”
To prove his point,
he had each of us choose one preposition
about which we had to write
a poem,
an essay,
and a short story.
His directions were so simple
that they seemed impossible:
“see what kind of world a preposition can create,”
he said.
“If you can grasp the power of the preposition,
you will begin to scratch the surface
of the power of words.”
The preposition that I chose
was “with.”
I remember nothing that I wrote,
but I do remember the feeling of the exercise,
something akin to a
life-changing “aha.”
Words are not neutral –
even the little ones,
I learned.
Words are laden with inherent power.
They can be a weapon,
or they can be shield.
They can create,
or they can destroy.
Regardless of the moral dictums of “good behavior,”
words cannot be taken back.
They cannot be un-spoken.
The exhale cannot be inhaled.
And users of words?
Well, users of words
bear both the privilege
and the burden of that power.
It seemed,
in that “aha moment,”a weighty thing,
that power,
to be thrust upon the shoulders of anyone,
but especially high school students,
Several years later
When I read
“Moral Grandeur and Spiritual Audacity,”
by Abraham Joshua Heschel,
three words leapt off the page
and returned that adolescent
classroom exercise not only to my memory,
but to the everyday living of my life.
“Words create worlds,”
Heschel’s daughter, Susannah, wrote
of the wisdom her father taught her.
Words.
Create.
Worlds.
Indeed they do,
and theologically we say that it is so.
In one creation story,
God speaks –
God utters words –
Breath-given-voice -
and all that is
comes into being.
It is through the breathed-out creativity of God
in and through words –
“and God said” –
that creation comes into existence.
It is through the expelled breath of God,
uttered and blown across the face of the deep,
that the imagination of God comes to life.
One could assert
That without words –
all would still be formless void.
Words create worlds.
In the other creation story,
When God gives away God’s breath,
the human creature comes to life.
And with God’s breath,
God gives away God’s voice,
God’s ability to utter not just sounds –
But words.
With this holy generosity,
the human’s life becomes inspired with power,
animated by God’s own dynamic breath,
God’s own dynamic Word.
Hence,
the holy privilege of the spoken word -
of breath-given-voice -
is an imitative act of creative,
imaginative gift-giving,
breathing out power
to give life away.
Words create worlds.
But what kind of world do we create with our words,
with this holy, creative power?
I return often to these musings,
but they have especially been on my mind as of late
as each day seems to widen the chasm
in our ever-increasing divisive way of being –
and way of speaking –
with one another.
And in my musings, I keep returning
not just to the weighty privilege
and the holy burden of words –
but to that little, nickel word
through which I chose to fulfill that high school assignment,
oh, so long ago –
With.
With.
For you see,
we who are cross-marked
and Spirit-sealed
have been both gifted and tasked
with speaking not just any words –
not carelessly or thoughtlessly
tossing about words
as if they are nothing;
rather we have been both gifted and tasked with
words that are in the service of the Word –
the Word -
through whom all things came into being,
through whom we have all received grace upon grace.
We have been both gifted and tasked
with the holy exhale that
brings to life among us
God who is –
with us always,
even unto the end of the age.
We have been gifted and tasked
with witness –
by and through our words -
to the withness of God –
a withness that not only makes
a withness with one another possible,
but that indeed is our call as human creatures,
tasked with stewarding our planet home.
Now, I have no magic wand to wave
that will somehow
bind up the wounds and bridge the divide
of our fracturing common life,
but I do wonder,
and I imagine,
and I hope
that maybe –
just maybe
a reminder that
words create worlds
will beckon us again and anew
to remember that the same Spirit
who went out in the rush of mighty wind
bringing forth speech –
that same Spirit
fills each of us –
and all of us
so that
when words come forth from our mouths,
they might be filled with the creative power of life,
rather than the destructive force of death.
They might imitate the holy act
of imaginative gift giving,
breathing out power that gives life away
and cracks open a window to yet unimagined ways
of living –
truly living –
with one another.
speak Word
into the chaos
over the void
in my now --
with me
to me
through me
bring me to life
that your breath might voice speech in me
breathe into me your Word
that I might breathe out your life in speech.
Church Anew is dedicated to igniting faithful imagination and sustaining inspired innovation by offering transformative learning opportunities for church leaders and faithful people.
As an ecumenical and inclusive ministry of St. Andrew Lutheran Church, the content of each Church Anew blog represents the voice of the individual writer and does not necessarily reflect the position of Church Anew or St. Andrew Lutheran Church on any specific topic.