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An Update on General Assembly 2021

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Susan Frederick-Gray

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Stewardship FAQ’s

16 February 2021 at 02:25

Stewardship Campaign FAQ’s

We’re so glad you came to this page.Β  It shows that you have a curiosity about how we conduct our annual stewardship campaign and how we determine the dollar goal.Β  Please review the questions below and click on the circle icon to the right to view the answers.Β  If you have questions that are not listed here, please email stewardship@thefuun.orgΒ and let us know how we can help you.

Q. What priorities has the Board set for the 2021-22 fiscal year?

The main priority is to continue supporting all of the many programs, activities, and social outreach work at FUUN as set by the current budget.Β  Our staff and facilities allow that to happen, and we are grateful for both. The only increase the Board has planned for next year is a 1.2% cost of living raise for our amazing and hard-working staff.

Q. What is the stewardship fundraising goal?

The goal is $650,000.Β  That’s about a 6% increase from what we raised during last year’s stewardship campaign.

Q. If the only planned increase to the budget is a 1.2% raise for our amazing and hard-working staff, then why is the goal 6% higher than last year?

Last year’s budget was a β€œdeficit” budget in that we budgeted more expenses than income. The reason for that was that we knew we would receive $27,500 in one-time forgiven loans from the Paycheck Protection Program and a one-time $12,000 grant from the FUUN Endowment Trust to hire a part-time financial coordinator.Β  We will now need to raise the funds to cover these one-time cash flow events.

Q. $650,000 sure sounds like a lot of money. Where does all of that go?

Salaries and expenses related to our amazing staff make up 72% of our budget.Β  That sounds like a lot until you realize how many hard-working staff members we have: Rev. Diane (Lead Minister), Rev. Denise (Asst. Minister), Jaie (Director of Music), Marguerite (Director of Lifespan Religious Education), Mary (Office Administrator), Sheri, (Communications Director), Holling (Pianist), Tony (Custodian), RE/Youth Coordinator, Childcare Coordinator, Children’s Music Coordinator, and Financial Coordinator.

Building and grounds maintenance accounts for another 10%, as does other general and administrative expenses (office equipment and supplies, postage, telephone and internet, and consultants for tech support and bookkeeping).

Q. Okay, that’s all very interesting, but can you break down how these expenses support the mission and vision of FUUN?

That’s what we do when we talk about a β€œProgram Budget”.Β  It rearranges the expenses discussed earlier into all of the various programs of the church.Β  For example, expenses associated with Worship and Music make up about 35% of our budget.Β  Funds to support Programs, such as Pastoral Care, Lay Ministry, Covenant Groups,Β and New Member Classes, comprise about 22% of the budget.Β  Another 22% supports the Lifespan Religious Education offerings, like Children’s RE, Adult RE classes, and Our Whole Lives (OWL).Β  The chart below shows β€œWhere the Money Goes”.

Q. Haven’t some programs been suspended, though? Since we’re not worshipping together and socializing, I’m feeling a little disconnected.

It’s completely understandable to feel that way.Β  While several fellowship events, such as Wednesday Night Dinners, Dinners for Nine, and the annual spring picnic are taking a break, most other programming is as strong as ever.Β  Religious education classes are continuing, covenant groups are meeting, book groups are reading, and the lay ministry team is busy addressing pastoral needs. Β Making all of this work in the current environment has been challenging, for sure, and our staff and volunteers deserve much credit for their dedication.

Q. How can I find out what my current year pledge is?

You can log into Breeze, the web-based system used by FUUN to manage the members and friends database, at https://fuun.breezechms.com/login.

On your PC:

  • Access your Breeze account on your computer by clicking on Breeze link at the very top of this page or signing in at https://fuun.breezechms.com/login.
  • From the menu across the top of the page, click β€œMy Profile”.
  • Click β€œGiving” on the left.
  • You’ll see two gray buttons in the middle of the page under your contact info: one says β€œGiving”, the other says β€œPledges”. Click the Pledges button to see your history of pledges.
  • You can see your giving history by clicking on the β€œGiving” button. Change the dates to see contributions prior to January 1.

On your mobile device:

  • Sign in to the Breeze app.
  • Tap on My Profile.
  • Tap on the dollar bill icon at the top and tap on Pledges under your contact info. (Note: You may have to scroll down on your phone to see all of the information.

If you’ve never registered for the site, please do. Email stewardship@thefuun.org if you need assistance.

Q. Is there a way for me to know if the amount that I’ve been giving or plan to give is reasonable or β€œenough”?

Any amount that you are able to give is truly appreciated. There is a FUUN Generous Giving Guide that provides a range of practical gift levels for individuals or households to consider when making a pledge. It serves as a social justice tool, in that it recognizes people have varying capacities to give, based on their resources and other financial responsibilities, while providing recognition for giving at various levels.

Each of us has to make our own decisions about the right level of financial commitment to make; the Guide is an excellent first step in making that decision, every time we make it.

Answering the Angels

1 December 2019 at 05:10

angel statueI want to acknowledge right up front that the story of the Annunciation, the visitation of Mary from the angel Gabriel as described in the Gospels presents us Unitarian Universalists, with all sorts of challenges. Was Mary a virgin, or simply a young woman of child-bearing age? (It depends on how you translate ancient languages.) Is the primary role of women to bear children? What kind of message does that send our children and youth? Does God communicate with us by sending heavenly messengers?

There are many issues with this story, but I want to invite you to put them aside for the moment. I’d like you instead to hold Mary in a different light. Let’s take Mary down from whatever celestial throne she sits on. Let’s make her real, or at least more real than she is in the myths and stories that have grown up around her. Mary is a young girl, probably 13 or 14 years old. She’s from an ordinary family living in Roman-occupied Judea. Her father is probably a tradesman, perhaps a mason or a cobbler. She is to marry Joseph, the son of a local carpenter. It’s an arranged marriage. He’s older than she, but he has learned his craft from his own father and will be a good provider. Mary is resigned to her fate, knowing no other possibilities. She’s never traveled more than a few miles in any direction outside her village, and all her friends, as well as her older sister, have been married off this same way. Mary doesn’t know how to read or write. But her mother has taught her all the skills she needs to make a good home for Joseph and their family. Life, she knows, is hard. The best you can hope for is a few moments of joy within a life that is otherwise filled with hardship. She likely won’t live to see 50 and there’s a high degree of likelihood that she’ll die in childbirth much sooner than that.

So, we have a picture of this young girl living a hard life in a small village. And what happens next is, at least to me, unbelievable. In this little mud home where Mary is perhaps sweeping the dirt floor or mending a dress, there’s a flash, and an angel appears before her. Now, we have to assume she was afraid because one of the first things the angel says is “Be not afraid.” And we know she’s confused, because Luke tells us she was “much perplexed.” Really, who wouldn’t be?

Then the angel tells her that she has been chosen by God for an especially important task, to give birth to the son of God. She does question him. But Gabriel is the ultimate pitch-man, and it doesn’t take long for Mary to say yes. “Here I am,” she tells the angel. “Let it be with me according to God’s plan.” And then he disappears.

Now, I don’t want to go into what happened after this miraculous event. To speculate about how she explained this whole thing to her parents. Or even more, to Joseph. Because what matters to me most about this story isn’t what it took for her to convince Joseph to stick with her and go through with the marriage, even though she was pregnant. Or whether there was a star in the East when Jesus was born. What fascinates me about this story is that Mary said yes to the angel. Think about that. Here we have Mary, a mere teenager, betrothed to a local carpenter. Her future is mapped out before her. She will be an obedient wife to her husband and hopefully bear him many children. It’s likely that she’ll never leave the little hamlet of Nazareth, that her entire world will consist of a few square miles in and around the village. A simple life. A hard life. Perhaps it is all she ever hoped for; perhaps she would be satisfied with such a life. We don’t know if Mary was a dreamer and a hoper, or simply a do-er. But regardless, her whole world was turned upside down in an instant. In one unexpected and uninvited thunderbolt from the heavens, the course of Mary’s life was altered forever. The unseen force of the Divine intervened in whatever plans Mary had made (or had been made for her) and told her, in no uncertain terms, “Here is what you need to do.” The miracle of this story isn’t in the appearance of the angel, or the conception of the child by the Holy Spirit. The miracle was in the fact that Mary said yes. “Here I am, Lord. Thy will be done.”

I suppose it would be easy to chalk up Mary’s response to her youth, to her innocence and her naiveté. Maybe it was her subservience to authority, taught through years of watching her fellow villagers grovel before the Roman guards or watching her mother comply with anything her father said. Mary certainly could not have understood or appreciated what it was she was signing up for when she said yes to Gabriel. She could never have anticipated the life that her son would lead, and how he would be put to death much too soon. Had she known how this was all going to play out, I wonder whether she’d have agreed to take on this task? “Can I think about it and get back to you, Gabriel? I need to weigh my options.” That seems like a reasonable response under the circumstances.

Few of us are lucky enough, if you can call it that, to be struck by the proverbial bolt out of the blue. Angels don’t appear on our doorsteps. Messages from the divine tend to take other, more subtle forms. Maybe it’s a passing thought that occurs to us as we’re reading a novel. Perhaps it’s a persistent nagging at the back of the mind that’s been there since we were kids. It could be a call out of the blue from a long-lost friend. Those are the better angels, really. Our calling might also come from experiences that aren’t so nice. Being fired from our job. The sudden end of a relationship. Having a near-death experience that opens our eyes to new possibilities.

More than likely, receiving our call, or finding our purpose if you’re more comfortable with that language, isn’t a monumental encounter that changes our life forever. It grows over time. It’s the accumulation of our experiences and our responses to them. Sometimes we find it in the confluence of several seemingly unconnected events that, when pieced together in the quiet of the night, open up a pathway to us. We may at first call them coincidences but, if we’re attentive enough to discover the connections, we begin to see what some call “synchronicities.” Gregg Levoy, the author of the book Callings, writes:

When you’re on the right path, the universe winks and nods at you from time to time, to let you know. Once you start noticing these synchronicities, these little cosmic cairns, once you understand that you’re on a path at all, you’ll begin to see them everywhere.

It’s a lot harder to answer our angels when they don’t appear before us the way Gabriel did to Mary, when they appear as subtle hints, persistent intuitions, dots that appear random and unconnected.

And that, of course, is only the beginning. Noticing the signs pointing us in a direction isn’t the same as embarking on the journey itself. Remember what I said was the real miracle of the Annunciation? That Mary said yes. Mary was able to let go of whatever plans or dreams she may have had, to step into the unknown and to cast her fate with the mystery that presented itself to her. Think of the courage that took. Gabriel as much as said to her, “You will be an outcast. Your family will disown you and your fiancé will desert you.” You can be sure that Mary knew all this and more, for under Hebrew law of the time an unwed mother could be put to death. And Mary, although confused and fearful, and surely without fully understanding what her future held, said yes. Despite all of the risk and all of the doubt, she said “Here I am, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.”

As mere mortals, groping in the dark for the “cosmic cairns” that Gregg Levoy talks about, hoping that meaning emerges out of our disparate experiences, it’s not often possible to offer up an immediate, outright yes in response. While Mary was able to respond in the moment to God’s call, for us it may take some time. Not to delay or defer the call, but to hear it more clearly. That is what a personal spiritual practice is all about. Creating time and space in our busy lives to hear and to heed, to connect the dots, to peek down the path and prepare ourselves to step onto it. We are not, most of us, firemen trained to run into burning buildings, plunging headlong into the unknown. Nor do we possess the youthful innocence of the trusting Mary. Getting to yes isn’t automatic for us. And so we must carve out of our hectic days the time to reflect, to consider, to meditate, to pray—to find our way into hearts and minds open enough to say yes to the unexpected.

Whether we call them angels, or God, or coincidences or synchronicities, there is something calling us to achieve the fullness and the magnificence that we are all capable of becoming. We are all Marys, pregnant with possibility and potential. And, disguised though they may be, the world is full of Gabriels, heralding new beginnings, urging us in unexpected directions, and revealing unknown opportunities. If we but pay attention and notice them, even in the face of uncertainty, we can choose to respond with a faithful “yes.”

Attached media: https://web.archive.org/web/20211110085107/https://www.questformeaning.org/podcasts/19_12/01.mp3

In Praise of Weeds

1 November 2019 at 04:08

Pity the poor dandelion. It is, in many ways, nature’s perfect plant. Its tender, young greens make a tasty addition to any salad. The dandelion’s leaves contain more beta-carotene than carrots and more iron than spinach. Its blossoms, when properly fermented, perhaps with a bit of orange or lemon, make a sweet white wine. That tap root contains medicinal properties, and can be beneficial to both the liver and the kidneys as both a diuretic and blood cleanser. It can also be dried, roasted and ground as a coffee substitute. The flower’s white, milky sap can be used to alleviate bee stings and to remove calluses and moles. Nature’s perfect plant.

Yet, plunk a dandelion down in the middle of a manicured suburban lawn and it is treated like a terrorist. Armies of lawn care professionals are dispatched with chemical and biological weapons of mass destruction to eradicate this menace. It is, after all, a weed. Americans spend more than a billion dollars a year on more than 100 million pounds of herbicides, pesticides and other
lawn-care chemicals in their attempts to rid their yards of these and other pesky plants.

What, then, makes a weed? Is a weed a weed just because we call it that? Ralph Waldo Emerson once said that a weed is simply a plant whose virtues we haven’t yet discovered. But I don’t think that’s quite right. Long ago we discovered the virtues of the dandelion, yet they are a public menace. In his book Second Nature, author and gardener Michael Pollan describes the strict hierarchy of plants, where the top spaces are occupied by what he calls the “hypercivilized hybrids” like roses, and the bottom tier is infested with the weeds, which he calls “the plant world’s proletariat, furiously reproducing and threatening to usurp the position of their more refined horticultural betters.” Weediness, he tells us, is determined by several factors, including how highly hybridized a plant is (the more refined and cultured, the better), the ease or difficulty of growing it (the hearty and easily adaptable larkspur is more “weedy” than, say, a fragile, delicate orchid), and, finally, its color. (White, of course, is at the top.)

Pollan goes on to tell us that there are two primary schools of thought when it comes to weeds. The first holds that “a weed is any plant in the wrong place” and the other defines a weed to be “any aggressive plant that competes successfully against cultivated plants.” “The metaphysical problem of weeds,” he writes, “is not unlike the metaphysical problem of evil: Is it an abiding property of the universe, or an invention of humanity?”

As I’ve considered and encountered weeds, I have become increasingly troubled and uneasy. For as the crops of our country’s farmlands have ripened and, in some cases, shriveled on the vine, I hear the language of weeds being used in our nation’s debate about the “problem” of illegal immigration. We, the precious flowers of our highly hybridized civilization, are under siege from these uncultured invaders. “Aliens” we call them, “Illegals.” Labels that, like the term “weed” imply that they are a scourge, a menace, to be eradicated.

When we label these people—these mothers and fathers and grandparents and children—as “illegal aliens” we dehumanize them. And once they are dehumanized it is easy to talk about them as things, as problems, as so much kudzu to be beaten back at the border, lest our garden be overtaken and all that we have cultivated destroyed. What has been lost in the debate over our immigration situation is the fact that each of the individuals who live in our country without documentation is a human being, a person with a family and a story just like us. They may not be highly hybridized flowers in the top tiers of the garden’s hierarchy (though some of them could be, I’m sure, given the chance). But nor are they weeds to be uprooted and eradicated from the rich soil of this nation.

In describing the process by which we cultivate our gardens, Michael Pollan tells us that “weeding is the process by which we make informed choices in nature, discriminate between the good and bad, apply our intelligence and sweat to the earth.” We owe at least this same level of care, discrimination and intelligence to the human beings who sit at the heart of the immigration debate.

Attached media: https://web.archive.org/web/20211110074836/https://www.questformeaning.org/podcasts/19_11/03.mp3

Choose a Unitarian Universalist church. They're more than welcoming to LGBTQ people!

2 February 2019 at 17:19

Choose a Unitarian Universalist church. They're more than welcoming to LGBTQ people!

Unitarian Universalist nuns have the best softball team.

18 December 2018 at 03:37

Unitarian Universalist nuns have the best softball team. 😊

So, if I walk into a Unitarian Universalist Church and feel loved and welcomed then that's cool with you?

13 October 2018 at 18:00

So, if I walk into a Unitarian Universalist Church and feel loved and welcomed then that's cool with you?

I think they meet on the other side of town at the Unitarian Universalist Church

2 September 2018 at 03:25

I think they meet on the other side of town at the Unitarian Universalist Church

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