Dea Podhajsky

Dea Podhajsky

Sometimes when I say “I’m okay,” I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, I know you’re not.”

One of my favorite songs in high school was Turn! Turn! Turn! by The Byrds  based on Ecclesiastes. The idea that everything has a season made a great deal of sense to someone growing up in Iowa We had corn season, football season (Go Hawks!) ice skating on Cherry Lake season and the season of the flood. When reading over this week’s prompts I was drawn to the prompt beginning with the word “Sometimes.”  Sometimes is a season and I am a firm believer in the occasional season of self-pity. The season when one suddenly uncontrollably begins to chant 

“Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I think I'll go eat worms!
Big fat juicy ones
Eensie weensy squeensy ones

I am convinced that I am unloved, underappreciated, overlooked, taken for granted, forgotten, neglected, and generally ill-treated.

There is only one cure for this malady, a good wallow in self-pity.  To qualify as a good wallow there must be certain elements. I must be alone. I only wallow at night. I only wallow in candle light or in front of a fire. The wallow must have music. My music of choice is sad, soulful, sung by a woman and frequently in French. Nina Simone and Barbara Streisand are definitely on the play list. In fact back in the days of cassette tapes Lee made me a cassette of my favorite wallowing songs. I titled in Dea’s Depressing Dabblings 

Red wine is a necessity as well. I need the visual of the wine swishing in its glass as the  firelight transform the  red liquid into a reflecting prism of the wrongs the world has dealt me. I shout out the lyrics to songs like Barbara Striessand’s Free Again or Janis Ian’s I learned the truth at Seventeen. The lyrics are only tangentially connected to my mood. The songs are selected to evoke a mood. They are the sound track of a wallow. But eventually I notice the candle wax is dripping onto the coffee table, the wine glass is empty, and the music is becoming maudlin. I blow out the candles, take my glass to the sink realized how blessed I am. I am now chanting  

For the beauty of the earth, 
for the glory of the skies, 
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies. 
Christ, our Lord, to you we raise 
this, our hymn of grateful praise.

Wallow over. It is the season to dance.

Dea Podhajsky

Lonely is when no one else will do

A year after my divorce I found myself in a living arrangement that turned abusive. Maybe that was self-punishment or maybe just a match for wounded self-worth. But when I got choked in the shower, I walked from Phoenix to Tempe and found a retreat where I could regroup. I delved into my spiritual studies that no-one before seemed to understand. I practiced my yoga and I read

Someone up above saw my efforts. I searched deep to determine where I was failing. By now I blamed no-one for my aloneness. I wanted to know why everybody fled when I loved them or why I frustrated the last one who called me a malcontent. Nobody could make me happy. Something was missing. I wasn’t a complete person.

So I turned back to Christ, my childhood idol. My rock. I read all the Gnostic gospels -what had I missed? What did they say about my Lord. Who was Magdalene and who was Thomas really. And this Phillip, who wrote (or told) about Jesus and Mary. These were new discoveries and I found they explained a lot. Or at least made me wonder, Who was the real Christ. And who were these wise men from the East who knew of His coming. How did he transform himself? I began this relationship with knowledge and found the living Jesus guides us and is present.

 

There is no loneliness when we we get very still and let the chaff of the wheat fall away. But you have to let it go, let go of the opinions of yourself and others -those are all judgements and have no value. I think love is a gift that is there by Grace when we become centered and find that point within that connects us to the Divine. Then God comes down to meet us and bestow us with Faith. So this is what I nurture, my Faith. And it takes effort, on my part, every day to not waste the gift.  I’m never alone. Or lonely because I can now reach out, I don’t expect anything. I do my part. I make the effort, and God notices and reciprocates.

Dana Wittman

Bulletin 1.20.19

Announcements

 

Please join us for Coffee Hour in the Parish Hall following both services. Today we are celebrating  January birthdays.

 

Adult Formation is at 9:15 a.m. Our new Adult Formation class will conclude today. It is called The Power of Love and is being jointly led by Dea Podhajsky and Fr. Bob. Education for our young people is at 9:45 a.m. in the Parish Hall; Choir practice is at 11:45 a.m.

 

Altar Flowers are given today by Ruby Seyffert in celebration of the birthday of her daughter, Mari Fennell.

 

Today and Sunday, January 27, a display of jewelry and crafts from African Team Ministries will be available to purchase in the Parish Hall.

 

End of year giving statements are available to pick up in the narthex. Please notify the office if you do not find yours.

 

Office volunteers needed—Our office manager, Linda Ostmeyer, will have surgery on January 28. If you are able to help in the office, please speak to Jan Saik.

 

We are in need of volunteers to be delegates for the Diocesan Convention on Friday and Saturday, October 18 and 19 in Phoenix. Please see Miriam Waddington or Fr. Bob if you are interested.

 

Daughters of the King is inviting women to join our group. If interested, please let Miriam Waddington or Lynn W. Graff know on or before Sunday, February 3.

 

We are looking for volunteers who would be willing to give people rides to church. See Miriam Waddington or Fr. Bob if you are willing to help.

In support of Brinton Elementary School, ECW is collecting elastic waist pants and

T-shirts sizes 5-12 for boys and girls. Anti-bacterial wipes and Kleenex are also needed.

 

Our walkers logged 3,162 miles in December. We are currently in French Polynesia. We need over 4,000 miles to reach Santiago, Chile. It’s a new year and a good time to start walking.

 

We ask your prayers for those in our Prayer Circle, others whose names we do not know and for the following who have requested prayers:

 

 

Bob W

Bill S

Chet & Margie

Karl

Heidi B

Ken & Lydia

Dan H

Jack C

Juan & Bridget

Marilee

Willa D

Tiffany Ann

Debbie

Mary

Larry & Elena

Richard

Lynn M

The Hugill family

 Ed C

Don

Del & Lorraine

George M

Barbara

Laurie & family

Carly

Ivor C

Robin & Nate P

Terry G

Chris R

Harrison Adams

Reid B

Ruby

Steve & Linda

Monica E

James S

Ronnie & Stacey A

Dylan

Tom G

Sue Ellen D.

Betty H

Shirley

Ruth & Mac F

Dana

Millie

Mike & Mary

John

Isabel H

Danielle H

Linda

Rachel

Carolyn

Jonathan

Katharine

Kristen M.

Peter G

Ruth

John & Beth

Donnie G

Tom D

Bruce & Nicki

George

Peter G

Rev. Robin G

Dean

Andrew

Jerry S

 

Prayer Circle names will remain on the list for at least a month. Please call the office at 480-986-1145 or record on the sheet additions or deletions, noting those

who should remain on. Thank you for understanding when names are removed.

 

Reaching out to our Members--We ask that you notify the office if you know of someone who needs to receive a card, phone call or a visit for any reason.

 

The Vestry would like to encourage people with questions to call Dea Podhajsky, contact person for this month. Her phone number is 509-392-2053.

 

If you know of anyone who is in need of a prayer shawl or quilt, please contact Joan Crossman, Linda Jo Johnson, Jan Saik or the office.

 

Food Bank suggestions for next week: canned vegetables, instant potatoes and rice.

 

Upcoming Events

 

Monday, January 21 is Project Ministry breakfast at 8:00 a.m. in the Parish Hall and work at 8:30 a.m. Farm staff is on hand by 7:30 a.m.

 

Wednesday, January 23 at 8:00 a.m. is the Walking on Wednesday group; at 9:30 a.m. is Holy Eucharist; at 10:00 a.m. is Bible Study, all in the Parish House.

 

Sunday, January 27 following the 10:00 a.m. service is the Annual Meeting and potluck in the Parish Hall. There will be no Adult Education.

 

Saturday, February 9 the youth and their families will visit the Odysea Aquarium. All are welcome to join. Please sign up in the back of the church.

 

We welcome new families and children at all of our services.

 

While in church, please be mindful of the sacredness of time and place.  Silence any personal communications devices.  We hope that you will warmly greet others while respecting those who wish to pray in the church.

 

Next Week’s Readings - January 27, 2019 - Third Sunday after the Epiphany

Isaiah 62:1-5--1 Corinthians 12:1-11--John 2:1-11--Psalm 36:5-10

 

The Reverend Bob Saik, Rector  480-980-1981 This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.

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Mr. Gary Quamme, Music Director This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.      

Ms. Joan Crossman, Treasurer

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Office Hours: Mon-Thurs 8:00 a.m.-Noon   www.transfiguration-mesa.org.

 

Annual Meeting

Our annual meeting will be held after the 10am service on January 27th.  The business meeting will be preceded by a pot luck. Along with annual reports we will elect vestry members, convention delegates and junior warden. Please plan to attend. 

The February selection for our book discussion group is Beneath a Scarlet Sky by Mark Sullivan.
Based on a true story this is the triumphant, epic tale of one young man's incredible courage. It is set in WWII and follows the life of one young man as he comes of age in this time of turmoil and challenge.  We will meet Friday February 15th at 10 am in the Parish House. All are welcome. 

Blog – 16 January, 2019

                Here we are, six weeks after Christmas, when we might expect an Infant – even Jesus – to be hanging out at home, even maybe in  a manger in a stable;  or at most, headed out for His six-week  Well Baby check-up.  But no, ours is a Church that observes the liturgical year, so we collapse the approximately thirty-three years of Jesus’ earthly existence into an annual yearly observance and celebration of that astounding life.  Thus, in last week’s Gospel, we find that the precocious Baby has crawled out of the manger/crib, wandered down to the Jordan River, where Cousin John is baptizing folks, and there Jesus persuades John to baptize Him, also.  That Baby has become a mobile unit, and we can well imagine that Mary and Joseph spend some rather nervous hours discussing what He might do next. And this week, we find that the adorable, cuddly Babyboy has become a Party Animal, and is at a wedding, turning water into wine to save friends and relatives from the embarrassment of running out of wine at a family wedding.  We begin to suspect that the loving kindness of the Lord our God has no limitations whatsoever.

 

          It may be that the Incarnation of the Most Holy is a truer reflection of our God than we imagine.  Perhaps that adorable little rascal who escapes His crib just when we think He’s peacefully snoozing, is running true to His Divine form, even clothed in His human existence.

 

          Maybe, even, His take-no-prisoners attitude toward obstacles might enable us to be similarly bold in living out God’s will.  Perhaps we might remind ourselves that ourselves that God, in any form God chooses, will absolutely NOT stay put in anything in which we try to confine the Most High.  No identification, no title, no theological niche, no human concept, can or will prevent God from being God.  (I still think ‘systematic theology’ is an oxymoron.)  Besides being the Incarnation of the Living God, Jesus is God saying to us, “This is what I know you can be; and look, I’ll even help you to be all I created you to become!”

 

          So as sentimental as we may be about our beloved Baby Jesus, we shouldn’t be surprized when The Adorable scrambles out of where we think He’s secured.  And we should expect Him to show up in places we don’t imagine He would be, doing the unexpected, and calling each of us to come and join the party.   Thanks be to God!

WOW Update 2018

Our walkers have logged 31,762 miles since our group’s creation. Last December we reached our goal of walking to Mt. Tabor in Israel. Starting in January we began our trek home, since than we have been in Switzerland, England, Scotland, and Ireland. We have walked the Camino de Santiago, stopped off in Spain, spent a few days in Morocco before heading off into the Sahara. There we had visits to Algiers and an Oasis. In Egypt we saw the pyramids and the Valley of the Kings. While in Africa we also stopped in Khartoum, Adis Abba, Nairobi, and Cape Town.  From Cape Town we headed to Australia and from there to New Zealand. We are currently in French Polynesia.       

The group’s goal is to create community while improving our health through walking. We appreciate the miles contributed by all the people and dogs that have joined us for the journey. We welcome new walkers whether they join us in person or if they walk independently and report their miles. To become a member of our group either show up at the Parish House at 8:00 on Wednesday or email This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. to be added to our mailing list.

Dear Child of God, You are loved with a love that nothing can shake. Archbishop Desmond Tutu

Love comes from our parents who give it unconditionally to each child born to them.  A child of love is beautiful and special in so many ways it is hard to describe. A child grows in the womb and comes out tiny and dependent and in need of love, comfort, and to be taught the nature of kindness, gratitude and respect. Children learn from our actions as well as from our words. With all our hearts, mind and soul we must practice what we preach and mean what we say by doing as we say.

We are all children of God and in order to pass the unconditional love given to us by God on we need to accept Jesus Christ openly and share him with family, friends, and neighbors, no matter their color or race or belief in religion.

To have love means to feel peace and joy in one’s heart, mind and soul. To give and receive love is truly a beautiful and meaningful thing. Love is a gift to hold tightly and when we do this we feel joy and peace and are called to pass God’s love forward. Peace and joy will follow.

Thank you Lord Jesus Christ for being patient with each and every one of us as we strive to emulate you in the truest sense of our own being.

Barbara Press

Love is patient, love is kind. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. I Corinthians 13:4.7-8

Our third daughter was born not breathing and quite fragile. Thankfully the medical staff was able to get her breathing; however, she needed to be kept on oxygen and very closely watched and cared for. She was born on December 22nd and I was allowed to go home on Christmas Day. My two other daughters wanted to wait to have Christmas until Mom and their sister came home. My husband and I convinced them that their sister Lauri would understand them having their Christmas even when she was not with them. So we did enjoy our Christmas with our daughters Mari and Nanci even though I was quite tired from the corrective surgery I had after Lauri’s birth.

Lauri was allowed to come home on the 27th and we all had another Christmas celebration then with her. Mari and Nanci had a gift for their sister Lauri, a blanket they had made. I will never forget the Love the girls shared for me and their sister and how willing they were to have their Christmas celebration much later than Christmas Day. Mari was five at the time and Nanci was three. I was so very proud of both of them for the Love they shared with their baby sister.

Ruby Seyffert

Love is the big booming beat that covers up the noise of hate.

Writing this has not been as easy as I anticipated. Perhaps it is because I had trouble following my own advice about writing one’s own truth. Or perhaps it is because the sentiment in the prompt seemed so elemental as to be self-evident. My question became why out of all the prompts had this one called to me? Was it the alliteration? Was it the idea of hate as noise? Was it the power of the image of a big booming beat engulfing the noise of hate. Hate in the image being the white noise that is omnipresent and will overtake us without vigilance. I don’t know.

I do know it’s Saturday night. I am at my computer and no revelations are appearing on the page. I am not a prophet of love. There is no outside force guiding my thoughts.  My truth is that I am a fairly tired almost seventy year old woman who still clings to my idealism, my faith that love will triumph, that we all need to daily be that big booming beat of love in our actions. Without that core belief I would succumb to despair. There are so many times that the noise of hate is hard to drown out. It would be easy to become bitter, to tell myself why bother nothing that I do matters. But I cannot sustain that world view. I believe that I do matter. That my actions matter. That the love that I feel and give matters. I recently read the novel The Hate U Give. It is a YA book which is one of my favorite genres. Everything is so much more intense for the young. Compromise and life dulls our passion. However, I want to always be the one to say amen to the sentiments expressed so well in the novel by its author Angie Thompson.

 “Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right.”
“At an early age I learned that people make mistakes, and you have to decide if their mistakes are bigger than your love for them.”

Amen, Angie Thompson and keep that booming beat throbbing.

Oh God, help us see ourselves as you see us—beautiful and beloved. In moments when we feel that we are not enough, surround us with your love and remind us that we are yours. Amen

Dea Podhajsky

 

 

Soul as Mother

“The soul is like a mother who knows the baby inside of her needs to be born and wants it to be born. Yet, she also knows that the baby is safer within her than outside her.  Nevertheless, it must be born into the “Without” in order to fulfill its mission, its journey, given to it by God.  Safety must be left behind, so the Light of God can shine!"

The soul of each person has a special mission, journey, given to it by God before it is born.  In the beginning of one’s life the soul guides the child as it explores the small part of the world around it.  The experiences of the person as it grows from child to adult shape the way the person thinks and acts.  The soul works internally, helping the growing person stay on the correct path, which God has given it.

The experiences of the person in the world affect the way the person reacts to the guidance of the soul.  The thinking part of the person can ignore or overrule the soul’s guidance.  That’s where the person’s free will comes into play. The soul is made so that it will repeatedly “nag” like a mother, if choices are made that will lead the person down the wrong path.  If the person listens to the soul, there will be fewer difficulties.  If not, there will be many difficulties.  However, there are always difficulties by which the person learns things that couldn’t be learned any other way.

All people are born with souls that need to be vulnerable and exposed to the world.  This way the Light of God can show itself to others.  That is, the soul must be born into the “Without,” the outside world, even though it will have to face rejection, doubt and misunderstanding.  Showing the Light of God to others is and has been always a difficult and courageous action.  However, that’s what everyone is supposed to do so that those who lose their way will have a chance to find it again.  God doesn’t wish to lose any of His people just like the shepherd doesn’t wish to lose any of his sheep.

Exposing and showing the soul to the world doesn’t require a person to stand on a street corner and shout out, “Return to the Lord!”  God’s Light shows brightly whenever a person shows care and respect for others in need of assistance of any kind.  Being loving to others is always a sure way to show God’s Light.  Sometimes that choice is difficult, but in the end it is very rewarding not only for the receiver, but also for the giver.  So, show the Light of God that is within your soul to the persons in the “Without” by giving loving assistance to those in need!


 

A group of Transfiguration women make prayer shawls and quilts. The shawls and quilts provide a tangible symbol of God's love and caring. If you know anyone who could benefit from the prayers and love which have been stitched, knitted or crochet into each one by these wonderful women, please contact the office at 480 986-1145 or stop by in person at 514 S. Mountain during office hours which are 8-noon Monday to Thursday.

Soup's On

The Lord's Soup Kitchen, a new ECW ministry, has soup and bread available for those who need assistance. Soup flavors currently available include tomato, chicken noodle, and butternut squash. The soup is not only for our members but also for anyone that might have a need. If you need or know someone who needs soup, please contact the office at 480-980-1981 during office hours which are 8-12 Monday through Thursday or stop by our office in the Parish House at 514 S. Mountain in Mesa, Arizona.

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