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Ode to Seminary

Ode to Seminary

Fall. 2010. 
 
“We are created for awe” 
President Mouw wrote. 
Don’t forget that. 
Do something
every, single, day
that drops your jaw. 
 
Have we lost our passion? 
Have we lost our way? 
What follows seminary’s last day? 
 
Am I still willing to go to Sudan? 
Sudan sans husband? 
Am I still willing to give  
the best years of my life
these so-called child
bearing years to bear
fruit that I may never see? 
We don’t talk about that in class. 
I’m just left
feeling bad
for my colonial
colored skin
and for doing, in my ignorance, 
more harm than good. 
 
We’re rendered, practically,  
useless for the gospel. 
 
Deconstruction
 
All my friends
are pastors
or pastors-in-training
and we cuss too much  
while parlancing about  
the Greek we can’t speak
and the health benefits
of wine, but that’s not why  
we pick up the glass –  
 
We wonder –  
Is it worth it? 
Where is He taking us? 
Do we really believe? 
 
Existential dread. 
 
Is it all for nothing? 
Sallie Mae knocking down
our doors for the next
ten to twenty
years. 
 
Is it worth it? 
 
Are we asking the right questions? 
Have we found any answers  
or only more questions? 
Are we better
prepared
better
people
than we were before we came? 
 
Ambiguity.  
 
The increase of gray. 
“Think gray”  
a mentor told me when  
I left for Africa. 
Post it on your hut
and don’t forget that
the world is not
Black&White  
or colorful categories
but gray – one blending
into the next
schema disappearing
strategies failing. 
 
Redemption
 
“Don’t mess with Texas” T’s  
on erudites who can’t sing
but sing anyway, 
redeem us. 
 
Profs who find theology
in the puff of a sweet cigar
and the lyrics of
country song, 
redeem us. 
 
Writings
which include  
the language of lament
and the honest scream
as canon, 
redeem us as we move
 
Out the exit doors and  
 
“I don’t know” 
 
becomes our mantra. 
We now know
enough to know
that we don’t know anything. 
 
Humility. 
 
At the very least, 
a take-away. 
Nothing new under the sun
what’s been said today
has already been sung. 
 
Spring. 2011. 
 
 

 

 

 

 Visual Artist: Asia Tomeny
© 2011 by Janay Garrick
Originally published in Offerings: A Creative Anthology, a publication of Fuller Theological Seminary 

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