Thanks to Ralph Luker, I learn that celebrated comedian, actor, and director John Cleese is a fellow lover of the chinchilla:
INTERVIEWER: I heard that you had chinchillas on your property. What exactly is a chinchilla?
CLEESE: I’d say it’s like a cross between a flying squirrel and a rabbit. I should probably write an animated movie about them. They’re very, very nice little creatures.
This makes me very happy indeed.
Since 2000, I’ve been co-teaching a confirmation class at All Saints Episcopal Church. The class (in true modern Episcopal fashion it is called “Seekers”), runs from October until May, and finishes with confirmation. We had 26 ninth and tenth-grade youth start the course; 24 finished, and all but two ended up being confirmed on Saturday by our splendid new bishop, J. Jon Bruno. We stress constantly that confirmation is a decision for the kids to make themselves — not for their parents to make for them. We also honor those kids who complete the course and choose not to be confirmed. Usually, there is at least one set of parents who complain that we make a mistake by allowing the kids to “opt out” of confirmation so freely; this often leads to angry phone calls.
What I appreciated most about Saturday’s confirmation (besides seeing my usually scruffy teenagers in suits
and dresses) was Bishop Bruno’s insistence that confirmation ought to be thought of as a commissioning for a life of service rather than a recognition that one has chosen to affirm the church’s teachings. Out of the more than 20 kids who were confirmed, there were a range of opinions on the divinity of Jesus — but there was unanimity on the centrality of justice and inclusion. It’s easy for conservatives (and uneasy moderates like myself) to poke fun of these buzzwords of the liberal church. But on Saturday, I saw several of my kids weeping and trembling with emotion as they were anointed by the strong hands of Bishop Bruno, and I was reminded that for the young, words like “justice” and “inclusion” are still righteous causes for which to struggle and fight.
During his confirmation sermon, Bishop Bruno told us that he planned to perform his first same-sex blessing on Sunday (yesterday) since becoming Bishop of Los Angeles two years ago. He also alluded to the major financial hit that the diocese had taken in the nine months since the elevation of the openly gay Gene Robinson to the office of bishop of New Hampshire. Rightly or wrongly, he helped remind the kids that by being confirmed into the Episcopal Church in 2004, they have stepped forward and taken sides in the culture war. I blanched a bit when I heard that; surely there is more to being a Christian than taking one side or another on the issue of gay marriage! But on the other hand, I wonder how much longer folks like me can do the delicate dance of trying to keep a foot in both camps. After a certain point, the insistence on not taking sides becomes less and less commendable, and becomes — I fear — evidence either of cowardice, or, in my case, an unattractive propensity for endless vacillation.
My teens — with the impetuousness of 15 year-olds — cannot imagine not taking what they see as the only side of justice. Sometimes, I think one part of my job may be to remind them, gently, that not all on the “other side” are wicked, bigoted, or intolerant. Is that the appropriate job for a youth leader? Well, my first and only real job is to love them unconditionally, listen to them continually, hug them frequently, and drive them everywhere. But perhaps my second job is to help them to see other sides to what they imagine to be settled issues. I’m staying with the confirmation program another year. And perhaps, in doing so, I’ve already picked my side.





