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Words are formed by experiences, and words inform our experiences. Words also transform life and the world. I am a writer and Presbyterian minister who grew up in the 1960's in the segregated South of the United States. I've lived in Alaska, the Washington, DC area, and Minnesota. Since 2004 I've lived in Glasgow, Scotland, where I enjoy working on my second novel and serving churches that are between one thing and another. I advocate for the full inclusion of all people in the church and in society, whatever our genders or sexual orientations. Every body matters.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Cape Maker for Superheroes


Cape Maker for Superheroes

Recently I received a commission to design and manufacture capes for a pair of superheroes: my two oldest grandsons. They were adopted from Ethiopia and Thailand, respectively, and my first grandson’s birth name translates as “his history” and my second grandson’s birth name means “good and clever.” Their mother—my stepdaughter—describes their Ethiopian-Thai-American family life, especially the delicious parts, in her blog: myextendedtable.blogspot.com, and it was she who asked me to make power-appropriate apparel for them.

I’m taking a break from sewing to report that, after giving it some thought, I have decided not to invest my grandsons’ capes with specific powers. It’s tempting to choose, say, the ability to Stay Innocent or the wisdom to Know Everything Is Going To Be Okay. But Naïve Man and his sidekick Unrealistic Boy won’t get them very far in this world. As they grow up, even in a relatively progressive community, they’re going to need the gift of Wariness and the strength to Overcome Racism. Yet hopefully they won’t turn into Mister Misanthrope or Sir Victim.

I trust each of my grandsons will develop the skills he needs not only to survive traumatic situations but to thrive as his own unique self: Knowing Where I Come From and Who I Am—including Whose I Am, a sense of belonging—are essential for every one of us. So other than making the boys’ collars with Velcro so they can’t choke one another, I’ll leave it to their incredible imaginations to create their own powers.

Back in the Middle Ages when Christians used to make regular pilgrimages to the Holy Land, a chaplain would accompany a group on their journey, kind of like a spiritual tour guide, tending to the pilgrims’ religious needs and carrying the sacred elements. The word “chaplain” comes from the Latin word cappella, meaning “cap” or “cape,” for a chaplain was someone who was willing to share their outer garment with a person who had none, thereby sheltering under the same cover. This undoubtedly stems from Jesus’ strategy that if someone sues you and takes your coat, you are to give them your cloak as well. In other words, subvert your oppressors’ tactics and disarm them with non-violence. Now that’s a powerful cape.

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