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March 2024
The Journal of Dr. Richard L. Sleight

   

Sittes' Prepare to Bring Balance to the Force Family

Adding a Sitte daughter to the clan will balance the family.  With three girls in Bellevue and three boys in Auburn, the recently announced baby Sitte due in October will be a girl, the sister of Galen in Berrydale.  When asked if he preferred a sister or a brother, Galen wisely chose a sister.  Galen and I had the pleasure of keeping her gender a secret this time.  I learned the news when I hung out with him on the 22nd.  I was surprised how hard it was to keep the secret.  But then Jean shared the news that same evening with Annie and Nancy.

These kids are all members of "Generation Alpha" which runs from 2010 through 2024.

 

The Apostle Paul's Letter to the Galatians: Grace Alone through Faith Alone

Attendance picked up this year at the Emerald Heights Retirement Community Thursday morning Bible study.  I was a little surprised when I saw the poster outside the dining room that called me a, "Presbyterian Reverend."  That was at least half right.  I did include this disclaimer early in my first lecture on March 7th.  "I mentioned that I am a layman, not a deacon, elder, or minister of any kind. But I did fit in a year of seminary classes before starting my own doctoral work. And one of those classes, with easily more required reading than any two of my other courses, was Church History from the book of Acts to the Reformation. And, as you might imagine, it seemed to be a fifteen-hundred-year slog through every conceivable heresy thrown up against Jesus Christ and his gospel of grace alone." 

After giving that first lecture, I thought I'd go online and see what was involved in becoming ordained as daughter Jean had done with Christian Global Outreach.  My intent was not to perform a wedding service, but rather, to teach God's Word.  (I did conduct the graveside service for our mother Jean back in 2011.)

The organization I chose to become affiliated with was the National Association of Christian Ministers (NACM). 
I approved of their purpose and their conservative Statement of Faith.  Their requirements for ordination were not trivial.

Back in 1982, I made the decision to pursue the Ph.D. instead of the M.Div. and that was a difficult decision then.  Later, in 2000, I met with Associate Pastor Jim Berkley at Bellevue Presbyterian Church and he assured me that I could continue to teach in both the "Academy" and the Church.  Why did that simple, sane answer seem so novel?  I had been, "anxious for no particular reason," something of which I had occasionally accused Nancy. 

I spent many hours documenting my testimony, and my history with Grand Rapids Baptist Seminary back in 1982-83, and my service over the past thirty years as a Bible teacher.  On May 13th I learned that I had been accepted as a member of NACM.  Then on the 15th, they approved my application for ordination.  My friends at Emerald Heights could now call me "Reverend" if they liked.  Their front desk receptionist called me "Pastor" which is even more specific.  I will continue to prefer "Dr."

My second of the four lessons went 67 minutes, seven minutes over, yet the residents gave me an ovation at its conclusion.  And I'm pretty sure they weren't applauding out of relief that it was over!  Here are a few excerpts from my four Thursday lectures.  Even my chauffeur, Nancy, enjoyed my lessons.

 

On Galatians 2:16

Up to this point, we’ve been wading in the shallows of history – we’ve heard about what had been happening in the Galatian churches, and Paul’s been giving some of his own back story to set up his main message.  But here we’ve reached the point where the shallows end and wading needs to become swimming.  “...by the works of the Law no flesh will be justified.”

Said more clearly:  Obeying the Law of Moses won’t earn anyone the perfect righteousness God requires of those He welcomes into His Kingdom. Except, of course, for the one person who actually did keep all the Law, though it cost Him his life on a Roman cross.  Everybody else sins.  (And that includes Jesus’ mother Mary, despite what the denomination headquartered in Rome teaches). Everybody else breaks nearly every commandment and stipulation of God’s law at sometime – even repeatedly – in thought if not in actual deed. 

On Galatians 3:15-18

God’s dealings with Abraham and Moses were based on two different principles. To Abraham He gave promises. “I will show you a land… I will bless you… all peoples on earth will be blessed through you.”  But to Moses He gave the law, summarized in the Ten Commandments.

Martin Luther wrote that the distinction between God’s law and His promises is like the difference between heaven and earth.  In the promises to Abraham God said, “I will… I will… I will…”  But in the law of Moses God said, “Thou shalt…” and “Thou shalt not…” 

Try as I might, I don’t do the things God’s law says I must do, and I do the things God’s law says I must not do.  The sad truth is that this constant failing to obey God’s law is the condition of every human being not born of a Jewish virgin.

The promises to Abraham, and to His singular seed that Paul says here is His Son Jesus, depend on just one party, God Himself.  If we agree that God the Father is the promise keeper par excellence, then we, as those living in Christ and Christ by His Spirit living in us, can count on His promises given to Abraham as if they were given directly to us.

On Galatians 3:1-5

Paul is going to stick to his main topic of explaining the difference between “hearing with faith” and “works of the law.”  Was your salvation guaranteed by a single historical event of sacrifice on a Roman cross, a finished offering of the Savior's blood – which the Father accepted by raising Him from His tomb?  Or is the fate of your eternal soul now back in your own hands as you attempt to justify yourself by way of the law? (Which Paul had already shown had no power to save anyway.)  It’s the difference between what was done completely for you by God’s Son or something not quite finished that you have to get ‘er done yer’self.

On Galatians 4:4-7

When they get to that place in the Sunday service where the congregation recites together the Lord’s Prayer, we often sound collectively like Eeyore the donkey from Winnie the Pooh. “Our Father…” We don’t seem to appreciate that “Our Father” should be two of the most joyful words we can utter.

On Galatians 5:22-23

Just as Paul corralled mankind’s vices into categories in the previous verses, he lists these nine fruits, these indicators of the Spirit’s work in one’s life, into three groups of three characteristics each.

Together, these two passages contrast the works of the flesh with the fruit of the Spirit – and these fruits are deliciously sweet. I for one am very glad Paul didn’t call these nine marks of the Spirit’s work in us – the vegetables of the Spirit.

The first triad of characteristics, love, joy, and peace, are general Christian virtues. Their primary focus is Godward. 1 John 4:19 "We love because he first loved us." And again, at the Last Supper, Jesus told His eleven remaining disciples, John 15:11 "I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete." And earlier that same evening he said, John 14:27 "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you."

 


Happy Anniversary #43

The morning of "Pi Day" found Nancy driving me to Emerald Heights for the weekly Bible study.  Afterwards, one of the residents, a first time attender, kept us afterwards for over an hour.  This older Lutheran saint was delighted with my lesson and had questions about the Holy Spirit.

The afternoon was spent playing with Valerie and Irene as Thomas continued to pack for the Disher's five day trip to a memorial service in Sacramento for Thomas' uncle.

Nancy baked a berry pie to celebrate our day, Pi Day,  3/14, (and to make room in the freezer!)  I actually skip many desserts as I did this one.  My weight had gotten down to 177.4 that morning.

I cared for Galen much of the 16th, and 17th.  The 16th was in Berrydale where Joel was celebrating his 30th birthday with a dozen of his gamer and school friends. 
On the 17th, Joel and Jean left Galen with us so they could go watch Dune: Part Two.  See the photos below of Galen helping me in the garden.

 

"Ordained Independent Minister of the Gospel"

Here are the first few paragraphs of the email I received on the 15th that ran to fifteen pages when I copied it into a Word document.  

Richard Lynn Sleight,

We, the National Association of Christian Ministers have considered your request for the recognition of ordination.  The following is an official report of our decision.

We are convinced that you hold a devout belief in the Christian faith, accompanied by a calling of service to our God in the ministry of His Kingdom. You cleared our background investigation. Upon prayerful consideration, the sincerity of your testimony passed the scrutiny of our Elder Council.

Therefore, by the authority given to us in Christ (Matthew 28:19-20), this religious organization hereby validates your calling by holding you accountable to the responsibilities, expectations, holy rites, and conduct of an Ordained Independent Minister of the Gospel.

. . .

 
NACM evaluated a wide variety of factors and granted me ordination as an independent minister, "independent" because
I am not serving on a church staff of a denomination requiring their own approved ordination process.
 

Dr. Susan E. Rutherford Elected to the
West Seattle High School Hall of Fame

It had been on my mind for a few years to nominate Aunt Susan for the West Seattle High School Hall of Fame.  It had become something of a "bucket list" project for me.  After her 3W Women's Clinic won the Seattle Times People's Choice Award last year, I knew this was the time to prepare the nomination.  I interviewed Susan and wrote up a four page nomination letter.  I later learned these were to be limited to one and a half pages.  After a rewrite, the new version was emailed out to the class representatives who do the voting.  There were seven nominees in the first round of voting and Susan came out on top by a large margin.  But that round only cut the field down to the top four.  The second round of voting ended on the 25th.  My friend Ted Foss, Class of '55, oversaw the Hall of Fame voting. 

At the WSHS Alumni Association monthly meeting, held on Monday night the 25th at the Hope Lutheran Church (right) just northeast of the West Seattle Junction, the final votes were tallied.

Susan (Class of '70) got 25 votes. Thomas Jensen ('66) in Law Enforcement got 17 votes.  The other two got less than six votes each but they had amazing bios too.  John Guenther ('53) was a Pro Bowler and won the 1973 PBA National Championship.  Bob Miller ('47) was a master swimmer with seven world records, a swimming Hall of Fame coach, and a world champion in the Pentathlon.  Despite all this, Susan was all the folks at the meeting wanted to talk about.  She and Thomas Jensen, who helped catch the Green River Killer, will be the front page stories in this May's Alumni Chinook newspaper.  And I'll get to take her portrait photo which will hang permanently in the school.  Congratulations, Susan!

Here are just a few of the other names recorded in the West Seattle High School Hall of Fame.

1923   Ivar Haglund       Restauranteur
1926   Ome Diaber        Mountaineer
1931   Francis Farmer    Actress
1939   Herb Smith         Education
1947   Jim Whittaker     Mountaineer
1948   Robert F. Utter    Supreme Court Judge
1954   Dyan Cannon      Actress
1954   Tim Hill              Politician
1954   Lou Tice               Business
1959   Kermit Zarley        Professional Golfer
1973   Lisa Bergman        Concert Pianist / Radio Personality
1980   Dow Constantine   Politician
 

Our First Emeriti Tea

On the afternoon of the 28th, Nancy and I greatly enjoyed the annual SPU Emeriti Tea.  I'd passed on my earlier two opportunities to attend this Spring event.  But now, as an officer of the Emeriti Faculty as the newsletter editor, I wanted to cover the event as a reporter.

I was happy that I was allowed to speak to the group and in my humorous way encourage them to submit their own Emeriti Faculty Updates to the newsletter.

Interim Chief Academic Officer Les Steele shared about a time of transition at SPU.  His successor, Dr. Kathy Lustyk, had been announced the day before.  She was previously a Professor of Psychology at SPU and will return from her current position as Vice Chancellor and Professor of Psychology at Embry‑Riddle Aeronautical University.

Nancy and I enjoyed sitting at the "German" table by the invitation of Herr Doktors Michael Ziemann and Michael Macdonald.  Dr. Macdonald had been Nancy's German Professor.  He also greatly enjoyed my last lesson, on Galatians 5:13-6:18, earlier that day at Emerald Heights.

While the Emeriti Tea is an afternoon event instead of a full luncheon, the three types of small sandwiches, two types of quiche, a variety of fresh fruit and scones, pastries, dipped strawberries, and cookies made for more than a full meal deal.

 

Easter
at Susan's

Easter fell on the last day of the month.  Nancy and I made it to the 8:00 AM service at UPC, but the Disher's watched online because Valerie was not feeling well. 

Before Noon, Nancy, Annie, Charis and I headed up to Susan's for a big Easter lunch/party.  We had 16 adults and 8 children this year.  There was plenty of food including Corned Beef from Susan and a cake from Julie.

We took this opportunity to celebrate Reuben Sleight's 4th birthday.  We had a 41-egg Easter egg hunt.  David James helped me hide the eggs.  He and Heidi and their daughter Bonnie and her family joined us.

 



 

I Hate Avocado

Everything I've read and watched online says avocado is really good for me.  But I detest it.  Despite that, COSTCO is selling a new smoothie mix that includes the dreaded fruit and I am actually enjoying a healthy smoothie with it in a daily meal substitute.  Here below are the ingredients I select from when blending my smoothies.  Valerie always wants some too.  And occasionally I'll share with Annie and Thomas.  Let's see what my weight will be at the end of April.  I'm now at 178 and counting (down).

                 
 
Grandkids Corner
         
   
      
     
   
Palm Sunday
 


The "Yellow" Songs and One More

Ever since my own children were infants, I've sung two songs to them more than any others.  I find I still sing these two songs to my grandchildren when changing diapers or "just because."  I also recall that in the Sleight family of my youth, it was our dad that was the singer, often crooning songs from his youth.  He would sing while driving in the late evening, coming home in the wee hours after long family vacations in our Pontiac Star Chief Custom Safari station wagon.  Everyone else in the family would be asleep, but I would stay awake and listen. 

I note the same theme of love and loss in all three songs.

Lemon Tree

Peter, Paul and Mary

When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree"
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy" my father said to me
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree"

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky
We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

One day she left without a word, she took away the sun
And in the dark she left behind I knew what she had done
She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true
A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

Yellow Bird

The Brothers Four version.

Yellow bird, up high in banana tree
Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me

Did your lady friend leave your nest again?
That is very sad, makes me feel so bad
You can fly away, in the sky away
You're more lucky than me

I also had a pretty girl
She's not with me today
They're all the same, the pretty girls
Take tenderness, then they fly away

Yellow bird, up high in banana tree
Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me

Let her fly away, in the sky away
Pick a town and soon take from night to noon
Black and yellow you, like banana too
They might pick you someday

Wish that I were a yellow bird, I'd fly away with you.
But I am not a yellow bird, so here I sit
Nothing else to do.

Yellow bird, yellow bird, yellow bird . . .

 

Ramona

Gene Austin (1928) Dad would have been age 9.

I wander out yonder over hills
Where the mountains high seem to kiss the sky
Someone is out yonder, over hills
Waiting patiently, waiting just for me

Ramona, I hear those mission bells above
Ramona, they're ringing out our song of love
I press you, caress you
And bless the day you taught me to care
To always remember
The rambling rose you wear in your hair

Ramona, when day is done you'll hear my call
Ramona, we'll meet beside the waterfall
I dread the dawn
When I awake to find you gone
Ramona, I need you my own

Ramona, when day is done you'll hear my call
Ramona, we'll meet beside the waterfall
I dread the dawn
When I awake to find you gone
Ramona, I need you my own

 
 

Bits and Pieces

 
 

Ted Foss, President of the Monogram Club, asked for a photo of Randy and me in our letterman's jackets highlighting the letters.  I understand he wants it for the West Seattle Alumni Chinook newspaper.  I am a bit anxious about what he might say about us.  He is 87 years old and prone to some mental errors.
 
Car troubles struck twice this month.  Nancy and I were heading from Kent to the airport to pick up the Disher's when the engine warning light came on.  I saw we were overheating.  The radiator had a leak. We managed to get water into it, pick up the Dishers and make it home.  But a new radiator cost over $1,900.  Then the oil leak in Sillie, our 1998 Mercury Sable, almost kept me from getting to my Bible class.  We added two quarts of oil and Nancy left Sillie at TLC Automotive when she picked up Goldie.  We opted to repair Sillie to the tune of over $3,500.
 
Although I planted tomato seeds in January, their seedlings have been meager.  I transplanted them to larger cups on the 24th.  I also planted Gardner's Delight and Strawberry Tomato seeds from my 2022 crop to see if I could get some of those two-year-old seeds to germinate.  And, yikes, I have over 70 new little seedlings!  In addition, I started my annual crop of Evergreen bunching onions from my own seeds. 
 
I sold my 80 shares of RTX stock purchased 1/11/24 for $85.91/share and sold it on the 25th for $95.69/share, a $782 profit.  I also sold my 6000 shares of Nokia at $3.555 for $21,330, which I had bought at $3.14 on 12/11/23 for $18,840 and made a $2,490 profit.   I'm getting mixed signals in the Market.  My index funds are doing fine but my other individual stocks are down.  I may follow the old, "sell in May and go away" rule.  There is so much uncertainty in politics and the world economy right now.
 
My first Social Security payment of $3,170.00 arrived as expected on the 13th.  And the wisdom of putting off Social Security until age 69 proved itself correct in our particular case.  Last year we paid $25,485.94 in property taxes.  This year, due to the brief window of our Senior Property Tax discount, we'll only need to pay $4,797.32.
 
It's P.E.O. Yearbook season for Nancy.  She has 44 booklets to print and assemble on Easter night.  I bought her a new HP Color LaserJet Pro MFP M283cdw from COSTCO late on the 29th and it was delivered here just after 11:00 AM the next morning.
 
Nancy and I had a rare date on the 30th as we enjoyed Taproot Theatre's production of  How to Write a New Book for the Bible.
 
"Playwright and Jesuit priest Bill Cain moves home to care for his strong-spirited mother. Through his eyes we
witness his long-dead father, a brother coming to terms with his service in Vietnam, baseball games, and birthday pumpkins.  In this bracingly personal and frankly funny play, Cain shows us why the details in our lives matter."

 

My Quote from March

But now she (Queen Mary) made her great mistake. Her personal hatred for Cranmer was such that even though she had his recantation, she insisted on burning him anyway. The execution was on 21st of March, 1556, and Cranmer was allowed to preach before the massive crowd to publicize his recantation. In his last masterly speech, he repented of all his sins -- as he was meant to -- but ended by repenting his greatest sin of all, denial of the Protestant gospel. Amid uproar and commotion, he was led off to the fire and burnt. He put his right hand into the flames first. "As my hand offended," he said, "writing contrary to my heart, my hand shall first be punished."

From workoutyourfaith.org/timeline/cranmer

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