Britain Yearly Meeting have got a new badge. A Quaker Q with writing round the
edge: I’m a Quaker ask me why.
It’s an outreach effort to get Friends to ‘come out’ as
Quakers and open up conversations with people who might want to know more. I
work for the outreach team and our aim was to get everyone to leave Yearly
Meeting wearing one. So although I’m not a badge wearer I put one on.
The Yearly Meeting session on Sunday afternoon was on the
topic of ‘What it means to be a Quaker today’ and was the start of an ongoing
process that Quakers in Britain will be exploring for the next few years. The
questions behind this are important for us to explore – What does it mean for
my life to be a Quaker? What have we got to offer? How do we reach out to those
who would like to be with us but don’t know it yet? – and the introduction by
Geoffrey Durham was engaging.
He urged us to think deeply and explore adventurously. To value highly the benefits of Quaker discipline and experience and to take what we have
found out into the world positively. We have riches Friends, we have much to
offer. But the rest of the session didn’t speak to my condition. It felt to me
that people got distracted with ideas rather than speaking from their own
experience.
I left at the end of the day tired, a bit confused and
without really thinking that I was still wearing my badge. And then at the bus
stop a young woman asked me about it, asked me what it said and then challenged
me with my own question.
‘Go on then,’ she said, ‘why are you a Quaker?’
Internally I flailed slightly but managed to keep my balance.
‘Well, I guess it’s because I love being a Quaker.’
She didn’t know about Quakers, she hadn’t heard of us at all
but she wanted to talk and within her limits she was willing to listen. It turned out she’d just had a difficult
encounter with someone who said he was a Baptist and who had told her that she was
going to hell because she wasn’t saved. This was a vulnerable young woman, who
as our conversation unfolded disclosed past abuse by her father, whose eyes
filled tears when she thought about her foster mother having survived cancer
three times and who is currently out of work, behind on her rent, playing poker
for money and thinking of returning to lap dancing because the money is good.
We got on the same bus and she came to sit next to me to
continue talking. She was well turned out but had the translucent skin and
sculpted cheekbones of someone who doesn’t eat enough. She judged herself for
her ‘badness’ whilst holding out hope of a God she does believe in ‘more like a
spirit though, something inside me’.
She talked, I listened. Where I could I gently encouraged
the possibility of a loving message, of ‘that of God in everyone’ and of a
continuing process of turning towards the light. I didn’t at any point try
suggesting she should come to Quaker meeting or go into any details of what
it’s like or what I have discovered there. Not because I don’t want her to come
to one, but because I had the sense that it was more important just to be with
her, offer my listening for free with no pressure. To hold her in the light as
a precious child of God for the short time we had together.
As I got off the bus I said that it had been good to meet
her. ‘Vanessa isn’t it?’ I checked, and she nodded. I put my hand on her
shoulder. ‘I’ll remember you Vanessa,’ I found myself saying.
She’d probably be surprised how important our meeting was
for me. She brought me right to the centre of why it is that I am a Quaker. My
conversation with Vanessa didn’t just let me talk about why I’m a Quaker, it allowed
me to be more fully Quaker. Because through being a Quaker I have experienced the
transforming power of God’s love and our conversation arose from and was imbued
with that love.
If wearing a badge can help open me to opportunities to be a
more faithful Quaker then for me, that’s a badge worth wearing.
2 comments:
A beautiful story Rosie, thanks for sharing it with us.
There are some young Friends in the US who have produced a T-shirt reading 'Quakers are cooler than you think'...
Hi Rosie,
I loved this post - great!
Wonderful to make your acquaintance
at Kabarak
Ali Reid
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