Diversity. It is
something we talk a lot about. It is something we in Canada often
claim to prize highly (though sometimes our actions make me wonder
how highly). But what does it mean? How do we nourish it?
I am writing this as
I reflect on the first day of a conference here in Grande Prairie.
The name of the event is Fostering Diverse Communities Conference
2015 (Twitter hashtag
#FDCC2015). All day long (and continuing tomorrow) we have been
talking about how to be
a welcoming community, how to integrate newcomers/immigrants, how to
embrace being a diverse community.
After
all diversity is sometimes scary. Sometimes we find it difficult to
admit that we don't all have to be the same. Sometimes we expect
that newcomers will quickly become “just like us”. And
we certainly don't like to admit the reality that whenever somebody
new joins our community the community is no longer the
same. It is now a new
community.
We
don't like to admit that. We would prefer to claim that we welcome
everyone. But the stories we heard today show that our perception
(or our preferred reality) is not always the case. In every part of
Canada there are times when newcomers are made to feel second-class,
to feel unacceptable, to feel that they don't quite belong or fit in.
And
here is the most uncomfortable piece. The church is no different.
Most churches, if you asked point blank, would say “certainly all
are welcome here”. But many people have told stories about how it
is hard to break in to a church community. Churches
have a reputation of wanting new people – as long as they don't
make us change how we are who we are, or as long as they are willing
to become like us. Churches tend to be pretty uniform places.
How
diverse are we as a church community? When Tymmarah Zehr was working
on her Masters thesis around issues of being a welcoming community
she called to ask if we had a population of newcomers who might be
interested in being a part of her research I had to tell her we were
not the best congregation to look at. Because (for a variety of
reasons – a big one being that immigrants tend to look for a faith
community that they know from home and of course the United Church is
very much a Canadian institution) the United Church is not often a
place where new Canadians look for a faith community. And so we are
not as diverse as perhaps we could, or maybe should, be.
Next
time you walk around town take a look at the people you see. Grande
Prairie is a very diverse community now. Something like 120
countries are represented in our population (up from 81 in 2006).
Now take a look around our sanctuary. Do you see a difference?
Now
I am realistic. We will never be as diverse as the community as a
whole. But maybe we could ask ourselves how to make connections with
those immigrant and newcomer communities. Maybe we could find some
way to help people integrate into Canadian society. Not necessarily
by having them join us (unless they want to of course) but by
supporting them, learning their stories while we share our stories.
Learning
those stories, inviting newcomers (either immigrants/new Canadians or
multi-generational Canadians)
to become part of our circles,
will change us. New
people in a group, be it a family, a business, a social club, a
church – any group – change that group. And
until we have experienced it we don't really know how we will be
changed. This could be scary. It could also be a blessing.
In
Scripture we meet the God who gave Peter a dream telling him to eat
animals he was taught to believe were unclean. We meet the God who
called Paul to spread the Gospel beyond the walls of the Jewish
world. We meet the God who challenges our assumptions about what it
means to be a part of the community. It is my belief that this God
wants us to welcome diversity, to celebrate it. We are not all the
same. And that, as Martha Stewart might say, is a good thing.
How
will we celebrate the diversity that is Grande Prairie?