Wednesday, October 29, 2014

An emotional church men's retreat


I just returned from a men's church retreat at the extraordinarily beautiful Summit Lake Camp in Emmitsburg, Maryland with ten other men from my church, Epworth United Methodist Church.  I'm still trying to wrap my head around everything that was said and experienced at the retreat.  This will be a report in progress.  There can be no doubt that it was a highly emotional, powerful experience for a group of men who previously knew each other casually.

First, there is the matter of the setting at Summit Lake Camp.  We stayed in a unique facility called "Marguerite" that was perfect for small groups.  We were able to have rooms together, but also have our meetings together and recreational time together.  The camp features a lake with paddleboats, ducks, and geese.  There was a large campfire pit where we made s'mores.  Also, there was a large dining hall where our group and other Christian students from five local universities were fed.  The camp has several other cabins and large meeting facilities.

Our assistant pastor, Rev. Bill Jones, had built his three-day program around an independent film called "Courageous" which follows the lives of four police officers in Albany, Georgia who meet life's challenges in various ways.  It culminates in the men taking a "Resolution" together to follow Christ and be the best husbands, fathers, and friends they possibly can be be.  We will be taking the same pledge in church on November 16 as an act of solidarity together.  Our wives and our children will be invited to join us in the ceremony.

Part of our discussion was the nature of men's friendships.  I told the story of Dr. Geoffrey Greif's book,  Buddy System, which examined male friendships. Dr. Greif is a professor in the University of Maryland School of Social Work and explains that men have "shoulder to shoulder" relationships whereas women have "face to face" relationships.  Men are good at working side by side on projects or watching sporting events side by side, but women are able to relate to each other "face to face" and are much more able to express themselves emotionally. He writes that men have must, trust, just,and rust friends. A must friend is the best friend a man absolutely must call with earthshaking news. A trust friend is liked and trusted but not necessarily held as close as a must friend. Just friends are casual acquaintances, while rust friends have a long history together and can drift in and out of each other's lives, essentially picking up where they last left off.

Rev. Jones had asked a series of men from our group to give presentations and they were all excellent.  Sometimes, they were very emotional as the men told their stories of growing up and what they had experienced.  Since returning, I also wrote on our Facebook web site about the difficulty of older men (Baby Boomers) being able to open up because of the experiences they had when they were growing up and the stoic nature of their fathers who were the products of the Depression and World War Two.


While I was deeply moved by the things I heard this weekend and will greatly value my insights into my "brothers", there is still a large part of me that is distrustful of things that are too emotional.  I have yearned for greater spiritualism.  But I find myself studying spiritualism and not fully embracing it. The lessons of "Star Trek" find myself still siding with Spock and his Vulcan reasoning and not Captain Kirk and his hot-blooded human emotions.  I still have a way to go.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

My 68th Birthday

Today, October 12, is my birthday and it has been exactly one month since I wrote my last blog entry. It seems like a good time to do an update.

Tomorrow marks five weeks since I had my full knee replacement on my left knee.  The surgery went well, but the return home was difficult as I had problems with my pain medication.  Eventually, those problems got resolved and these days I am just taking Tylenol for the pain and using ice packs three times a day for 30 minutes each.  My sister Pegg lent me a recliner chair and it has been perfect for using the ice treatments. Thanks, Pegg!

I am resuming many of my traditional activities, but I don’t have the stamina that I once had.  For example, I will use the log splitter for 45 minutes and then I’m exhausted and have to come inside.  I’ve been trimming back some apple trees in our back yard and, similarly, I find I can work for 45 minutes and then I need to take a break.

The other thing that has changed is my sleep patterns.  I just can’t find a way to make the knee comfortable at night and allow myself to go to sleep.  I end up taking cat naps instead.  This morning, as an example, I was awake all night and then when it was time to go to church, I laid down on our bed for a brief nap and several hours later I awoke and realized that I had missed church entirely.

I am in my second week at the Hereford Physical Therapy Center and I have discovered several friends are there also including my neighbor’s granddaughter who is training to become a physical therapist.  They have a bunch of folks who push you to the limit, but they are very nice about it.  I go three times a week for an hour and we have seen substantial progress in the two weeks that I have been attending.

Meantime, there is the matter of the missed 50th Catonsville High School reunion.  I really wanted to go but it took two months to get on the surgeon’s schedule and I needed the surgery.  None the less, several of my classmates did things to help me “experience” the reunion in various ways.  The biggest event was a dinner organized by my friend Paulette Geisenkotter Hammond in which she invited several other classmates who also missed the reunion.  And then there was the concluding meeting of our reunion committee which Rick Webb organized at a Hunt Valley eatery for my convenience.

These are memories that I will cherish forever.