The night before last, Dr. Jay Brown was in town for a visit and stayed with Vera. Dr. Jay is the president of Memphis Theological Seminary. Vera has the gift of hospitality and people love to come to her house.
We went to Fire and Ice Restaurant with Vera and Dr. Jay and had a wonderful dinner. The chef is a fantastic cook and the food was delicious. We ate in the poolside garden area. Wonderful! I love the spinach artichoke dip and the creme brulee especially. All the main dishes are very good. Their calamari is delicious. It is crunchy, not fishy and I like crunchy.
Dr. Jay is a brilliant man. He understands how to lead and how to get along with a variety of people. Not many can do that with success. We all agree that he has class. Last year, at general assembly, there was a fuss about how the seminary money was being spent and what was being taught. There are other denominations attending MTS too, so some of what is offered there caters to other groups. That, and the fact that if you get two or more people together, they will not agree on everything no matter what the topic. Dr. Jay got up to the microphone and handled the whole controversy very well and with class. He was tactful and diplomatic and the controversy calmed down. The people I was sitting with commented on how well he handled it. They chose the right man for the job.
Dr. Jay is the youngest, or one of the youngest, people in leadership in the denomination. Our denomination is steeped in tradition and history so many of those in leadership are well past retirement age. That is good, but I hope they will work to groom the next generations for leadership too, for the sake of continuity. I'm not seeing so much of that yet. There is a little, but not enough. I have only been active in the denomination for about 4 years, but I have been familiar with the way they do business since 1976 through several ties.
The church is making a stab at it with the youth advisory delegates at GA but I'm not sure there is any indication of lasting leadership desire. This denomination likes to choose leadership based on pedigree. The more generations of CP's you have behind you, the better. Too bad the majority of CP's leave the denomination when they are grown. It would be better and smarter to groom more of the capable and gifted newcomers too.
The practice of choosing people born into the CP church for leadership positions could be good, but it could also be a little bit like my experience with purebred, pedigreed dogs. The one looking at me right now is a lab pup and is showing potential as the hunting dog she was bred to be. Her parents are champions but we will see what she will be.
Nick was a purebred Cocker Spaniel with papers. He barked at leaves and at the rain. When it rained he liked to go out and stand in it and look up. He literally did not have the sense to come in out of the rain. He never did figure out where the end of his chain was. He would go running at full speed until he got to the end of the chain, then the force of his running would cause him to jerk the collar, and fly up into the air sideways and fall to the ground with a thud. He did this many times a day all of his life. Too many generations too close together and he had lost his ability to learn new things and to reason.
Then there was Polly, the purebred chihuahua. Defiance could have been her first name. She had hip displascia and quite an attitude. She knew what we wanted, she just didn't care. Her favorite things to do in the world were to hide under the covers and to eat. She weighed a pound and a half and she could put away her weight in food. She wasn't quite like a real dog. She could sweat, and did. She also got into a bag of chocolates one night. She had to get inside one bag, eat through a paper bag and a cellophane bag and eat the foil on the pound of candy kisses. She ate the whole pound, foil and all, and lived and was not sick at all. Polly's life was all about Polly which is a strange attitude for a dog.
Molly was a purebred teacup poodle who weighed 3 pounds. She was old when we got her but she was the sweetest, most compliant dog we ever had. She would herd the other pets in the house and she even tried to herd the furniture. Being herded really ticked the cats off. She loved to go for walks but was tired and panting and had to be carried after less than 30 feet. In other words, she barely made it outside of the house before she was exhausted.
What does all this have to do with the CP's. I guess there are the pups(younger adults), like the lab, who don't quite have it together yet and need additional training but have lots of potential to do great things. Without training, they will continue to be ineffective. There are those like the Cocker who do not have a clue and keep trying the same failed stuff over and over (at least he developed a tough neck).
There are those like the chihuahua who make demands but give very little and are mainly wrapped up in themselves. She had no conscience. There are those like the poodle who are sweet and loving and care a lot. They do a good job but they are getting older and it is harder for them.
So far, I have never had a dog that could be an analogy for a good, solid CP leader who is in the prime of life and not quirky. Maybe those kind don't appear in the dog world. No, Ralph has one come to think of it. He has a purebred german shepherd from the police department. A police dog had a litter, or something like that, and they gave away some of the pups. Dixie is a good dog who stays with Ralph, follows his commands and helps him out some. Ralph is in a wheelchair. Dixie is smart and does what she is supposed to do. She is good at analyzing situations and figuring things out.
I suppose some CP's might feel insulted if they knew I was comparing people personalities to dog personalities. One would have to have a lot of dogs to cover all the personalities.
So how did I get from nice dinners and conversations to dogs I have owned? Who knows? It's all about life and how we approach it.