The Italian Memorandum

In preparation to return to Italy with the gospel, we made our way to little Rock, Arkansas. The trip would be blessed by time spent in the company of the head of the Department of Sciences, Travis Thompson; Italian missionaries: Howard and Doris Bybee, along with Dr. Carl Mitchell (Dixie Café, Searcy); Paul Love, the lyricist of Italia, the Shackleford family (including Becca; unfortunate to miss Lucy Console by hours though); Dr. Bruce McLarty; Levy church leadership and Roger Pritchett of Pleasant Valley.

Shackelford's & Us

Shackelford's with Becca

Among Leonardo’s riddles is this—”Huge figures in human shape will loom, and the nearer you get to them, the smaller they will become” (Emery Kelen, Fantastic Tales, Strange Animals, Riddles, Jests, And Prophecies of Leonardo Da Vinci, 105). He spoke of the shadows of men carrying lanterns by night. Of course, we say, unless we did not know the solution. Perhaps, this is how it is with the God of Scripture. We know something about who he is, nevertheless within the context of these shadowlands. However, unlike Leonardo’s riddle, the closer one gets to the humanity of Jesus the larger he looms, not smaller (Col. 2:9).

Justin Martyr, prior to the Council of Nicea in 325 (about 150 A.D) used Hebrews 1:8 in reference to Jesus: “Thy throne, O God, is forever and ever.” Yes, we are aware of the Brooklyn, New York, Watchtower people who suggest a little “g” for 1:8. But, Justin Martyr (and others) certainly knocks out their premise that the Trinity was a mute point before Nicea. And, it was Tertullian (160-215 A.D.) who used the phrase,“unity in trinity.” Byron’s language is perhaps the most cogent, “If ever God was man, and man was God, Jesus Christ was both.” The Italian for John 8:58 uses the verb “io sono” (from essere, to be); a present tense depicting God as possessing a state of eternal presentness within the reality of eternity. He is also identifying with Yahweh of Exodus 3:14. How large does that loom the closer one gets. Hebrews 13:8, too, furnishes a beautiful complimentary perspective—”Gesu Cristo e lo stesso ieri, oggi, e in eterno.”

In C.S. Lewis,’ The Horse and His Boy, Lewis set forth a Trinitarian truism that is undeniable; causing us to realize that there are indeed different manifestations of God’s living and communicating being for mankind:

“Myself, said the Voice, very deep and low, so that the earth shook; and again, Myself, loud and clear. Then the third time, Myself, whispered so softly you could hardly hear it, yet,it sounded like it came from round about you, as if the leaves rustled with it.”

This past trip has brought us closer to our desired destination. We appreciate the warmth and the direction for the shadows of the night, for the Three Candles and the One Light! Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Housby & Pritchett

Robert M. Housby

March to Milan via Little Rock

His theology is extremely questionable. But, Albert Schweitzer did see human suffering on many different levels. The British educated and African experienced Christian missionary, for all of his invalid conclusions about the historical Jesus (for he was surely swept up with theological German liberalism), expressed something lingering and profound, when he said, “The tragedy of life is what dies inside of a man while he lives.”

It is written in Genesis 21:33, [Italian - “E Abraamo pianto un tamarindo a Beer Sceba...”] “Abraham planted a tamarisk tree in Beersheba…” (ESV). There is discussion about whether this was a single tree or a grove. Both concepts are lexically possible. Genesis 21:33 reminds us of the observation that the Bible begins with “trees,” (plural); then cites a special tree among the trees; and, finally, ends with a very special tree (Genesis 1:12; 2:9,16-17; Revelation 22:2). Abraham’s tree plant was about resolution in general; and, evidently involved past conflict between Abraham and Abimelech, as well as any potential futureconflict between them. Conflict must not be overlooked as a critical biblical theme. Could it be that such resolution has something to do with life’s Beersheba’s? Could it be that a tamarindo on the horizon reminds us of the invocation of the Everlasting God during life’s most challenging moments?

As children, we were led by our teacher to a table where a slice of a tree was presented. We were encouraged to count the rings. For the rings told the story of the years. We were told that time could be measured by the circles in the wood. They go around and circumnavigate within the wood. We, as children, became interpreters, observers of what took place in the past. Now, we must look again and count the rings. For, there, on the horizon of the first-century is another tree—And when they carried out all that was written of him, they took him down from the tree, and laid him in a tomb…” (Acts 13:29; 1 Peter 2:24).

“The tragedy of life is what dies inside of a man while he lives.” But, Abraham planted a tree. We would suggest that this tree plant of Abraham not only set up tamarindos in the wind, a visible spectre on the horizon; but that the winds of divine activity have rustled among the leaves of history (2 Corinthians 4:16; 5:14-15). “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is an new creation…” Our progress, like tamarindo trees in the wind, has a reality in time but is interpreted outside of time. The rings do not make sense, unless interpreted through the faith of Abraham (Romans 4:16-18).

Snow on the tree does not negate its rings.

Carisimmo: Basis for the Dolce Vita,  “The Sweet Life”

February is the Month of Love, Hallmark Cards and chocolate covered cherries (uhmm!).  But, there is a set of metaphysics that transcend even the sweetness and lyrics of this world.  However beautiful these may be, there is a Valentine from another place, more heavenly and much higher than Hollywood.  The purpose of this post is to get us thinking about carissimmo and the dolce vita.  (Italian for beloved and the sweet life).

The possibility of being Beloved is the groundwork for the dolce vita, the sweet life.  In the classic text where Jesus invites all men to come to him (Matthew 11:28-30), Jesus says of his yoke that it is dolce.  Dolce is sweet, dessert, pleasant.  It is translated into English from the Greek as, “easy”.  This sweet life is the life which derives from coming to Jesus.  Yes, some have assumed no conditions of allegiance to the Lord here; but this is a blundering mistake.  However, assuming that one is daily seeking him in a New Testament manner, carissimmo and the dolce vita are the promise.

The basis for the dolce vita may be seen in 3 John’s uses of carissimmo (beloved).  It occurs four times (verses 1,2,5,11).  Given the brevity of 3 John, such a frequency is notable.  This carissimmo starts four of the seven sections. Also, let it be observed that the New Testament  consistently applies this concept of beloved status.  Consider, for example, 2 Peter 3:1,8,14,17.  The plural, carissimmi, here,  is used with notable frequency.  The apostles use of this carissimmo, or, beloved status, is used to refer to individual Christians, as well as to local churches of Christ.

Chocolate covered cherries would be bitter without carissimmo status.  How will you define the dolce vita this February?

See if you can find Marla in the second photograph (click on).  Incidently, the above scenes of desserts were very common throughout Milan.

A friend recently sent me an old photograph taken just after my baptism.    I am standing in the backyard bayou of Alton Howard in Louisiana.  Alton Howard, musicologist, needs no introduction.  I was unknown then, both to myself and others.  I was about 19, very green, and dreaming of my future.  I had cut off my shoulder length hair.  I had changed my wardrobe and bought appropriate clothes for ministry.  I was in the process of becoming useful to the Lord.  I had no wife, no children—just a belief that the Lord of history was able.

As I reflect on this old photo, I am reminded of how faithful the Lord has been through the years.  My education in Greek, Hebrew, and now Italian, has been of especial importance to me along the way. The word has always been my constant delight.  And, besides the word, he has provided me with a beautiful wife, Marla—lovely linguistics and a lovely wife!   My friends, also, have been a fruitful source of joy.  In a word, the “strength” (zeroa’) of which the prophet Isaiah speaks has been mine along the way (30:30; 33:2; 40:10; 51:5, 9; 52:10; 62:8).

We are beyond the bayou now.  Alton has gone on to finish his journey.  I have a wife, a son, and many blessings.  But, we shall not forget why we have come this far; nor for what purpose this moment in history has come.  ArrivederLa!

Some of you are aware of our former lovely home in Cape Girardeau.  How it sat stately on the corner nestled in the Woodland Hills Subdivision.  We had several Redbuds and Dogwood in the backyard and the fragrant Salsa Magnolia in the front yard.  Well, this beautiful home sold December 1, 2009.  We are at once grateful that it did sell.  And, we will always remember the excellent times that we had there.

In the photograph you may see our new living quarters.  Yes, it is an attic bedroom!  This, too, is a part of the March to Milan.  To be missionaries sometimes means that you relenquish all of the most darling things to gain the most daring of things.  In this case, it is the return to Milan.  Incidently, attics can be cool; especially January in Des Moines, Iowa; cool, as in Fahrenheit.

Please notice, also, some recent photographs of winter around Windsor Heights, Iowa.  And, yes, the icicles are real.  Some people purchase such icicles at Wal-Mart; ours’ were heaven sent.

The temperature in the Des Moines area has been around or below zero. We have slightly altered the old adage that if you end up with lemons make lemonade to “make lemon slush.”

As most of you know, we are raising our funds to return to Milan in the new year, 2010. On December 27, 2009 we spoke to the Burlington, Iowa Church of Christ. The weather was nearly blizzard conditions going and coming. The trip was a 3.5 hour drive. We made a power point presentation and taught the Bible Class, which included learning an Italian song, Ti amo con l’amor di Gesu’.

Then, on Sunday January 3, 2010 we spoke in Ankeny, Iowa. The brethren there meet in a grand old school building with artistic updates. I told them that my immediate impression upon entering was to go directly to the princpal’s office (ouch!).

As January ensues, we want you to know that your participation in the March to Milan Campaign reminds us of the missionary zeal of the early church (Acts 14:24-28). One of our contributors, in the fall of their life, have made a commitment to send $8.00 a month. That just cheers us! One of the last things that I said to the church in Milan, before returning to the U.S., was that I do not relish fund raising, but that I would do it for them, and for Milan, Italy.

In December, also, we made a trip to Harding University, where there is a concentration of former Italian missionaries and professors. The trip is reported on our web site: TheItalian Memorandum.org. You will also find current updates on the site, as well as a resource of my writings, stretching back over the last eight years or so.

Yes, we are relentlessly determined to raise the financial resources necessary to return to Italy in December 2010. You can help us by asking your congregation’s leadership if they would have us make a presentation,or simply receive a package from us about the Milan work. Our telephone number may have changed since we last spoke–(515) 988-4220. Continue to remember us before the Father.

My friend, Celina Long, is of Italian descent. She speaks the language and embodies the culture. In explaining the language to me, she sent an excerpt from Elizabeth Gilbert’s, Eat, Pray, Love. Although Gilbert’s theology is far afield, nevertheless, her intelligent appreciation of the Italian language is sensitive and insightful. She says, “A sad-faced Russian woman tells us she’s treating herself to Italian lessons because ‘I think I deserve something beautiful.’ The German engineer says, ‘I want Italian because I love the dolce vita’—the sweet life.

Gilbert goes on to describe why Italian is the most beautiful language in the world. A statement in which we, also, acknowledge to be an accurate bias. She says, “To understand why this is, you have to first understand that Europe was itself once a pandemonium of numberless Latin derived dialects that gradually, over the centuries, morphed into a few separate languages—French, Portuguese, Spanish, Italian. What happened in France, Portugal, and Spain was organic…the language of the most prominent city became the accepted language of the whole region. Therefore, what we today call French is really a version of medieval Parisian. Portugal is really Lisbon. Spanish is essentially Madrileno…The strongest city ultimately determined the language of the whole country. Italy was different.

One critical difference is that Italy wasn’t even a country. It didn’t get unified until quite late (1861) and until then was a peninsula of warring city-states dominated by princes or powers…All this internal division meant that Italy never properly coalesced, and Italian didn’t either….A scientist in Florence could barely communicate with a poet in Sicily or a merchant in Venice (except in Latin, of course, which was hardly considered the national language). In the sixteenth century, some Italian intellectuals got together and decided that this was absurd. …So this gathering of intellectuals proceeded to do something unprecedented in the history of Europe:they handpicked the most beautiful of all the local dialects and crowned it Italian. I

In order to find the most beautiful dialect ever spoken in Italy, they had to reach back in time two-hundred years to fourteenth-century Florence…[This was] the personal language of the Florentine poet Dante Alghieri. When Dante published his, Divine Comedy back in 1321, detailing a visionary progression through Hell and Heaven…he’d shock the literary world by not writing in Latin…. Instead, Dante turned back to the streets, picking up the real Florentine language spoken by the residents of his city (who included such luminous contemporaries as Boccaccio and Petrarch)…He wrote his masterpiece in what he called il dolce stil nuovo, the sweet new style, of the vernacular, and he shaped the vernacular even as he was writing it…as Shakepeare would one day affect Elizabethan English. For a group of nationalist intellectuals much later in history to have sat down and decided that Dante’s Italian would now be the official language of Italy would be very much as if a group of Oxford dons had sat down one day in the early nineteenth century and decided that—from this point forward—everybody in England was going to speak pure Shakespeare. And it actually worked!

The Italian we speak today, therefore, is not Roman or Venetian, nor even really entirely Florentine. Essentially it is Dantean. No other European language has had such pedigree. And perhaps no language was ever more perfectly ordained to express human emotions than this fourteenth-century Florentine Italian…Dante wrote his Divine Comedy in terza rima, triple rhyme, a chain of rhymes with each rhyme repeating three times every five lines, giving his pretty Florentine vernacular what scholars call “a cascading rhythm”–a rhythm which still lives  in the tumbling, poetic cadences spoken by Italian cab drivers, and butchers, and government administrators even today. The last line of the Divine Comedy, in which Dante is faced with a vision of God himself, is a sentiment that is still understood by anyone familiar with so-called, modern Italian. Dante writes that God is not merely a blinding vision of glorious light , but that he is, most of all, l’amor che move il sole e l’atre stelle…’The love that moves the sun and the other stars.’ So it’s really no wonder that I want so desperately to learn this language” (Quote finished from Eat, Pray, Love, by Elizabeth Gilbert, pp. 44-46).

One Night in Florence, Italy

We arrived at the Florence train station, Firenze Rifredi, towards evening on October 30^th. We soon found ourselves in the company of Italian speaking educators and artists. As the night descended upon us, we roved the piazza near the Duomo en route to a small and quaint ristaurante. It was a chilly evening. The town was getting quiet. But, before we entered the establishment, Dr. Shackleford took us just doors down from the ristaurante, and directed us to look up into the old timbers of an Italian casa, and said–“This is the home of Dante Alighieri.” We reflected in the darkness about where we were; and then we went to eat, where our company ordered the wild boar.

We recall this moment as an example of our Italian experience.

We spent four days in Searcy, meeting with individuals associated with Italy and Europe. I met with Dr. Shawn Daggett on Friday and discussed a missions strategy. Shawn has an extensive Italian resume, having formerly been located in the region of Lombardia, north of Milan in Bergamo. Then, on Saturday morning, I had breakfast with Dr. Don Shackleford and his wife Joyce. They have intimate Italian experiences with the churches and the culture. Don has a scholarly background in Near Eastern Studies. His recent work on Isaiah in the Truth for Today Commentary is now available. The Hebrew textual notes appear most helpful. I had lunch on Friday with Dr. Carl Mitchell and Howard Bybee. Carl was in Florence and Rome during the 1950′s. Howard’s work included ministries in Milan and Vicenza. While in Searcy, I stayed with the Thompsons. Dr. Thompson is Dean of the College of Sciences at Harding. We also met with Bruce McClarty, Vice President of Spiritual Life.

Unexpected Turn of Events

It was December 20, 2009, our wedding anniversary. We were on the return trip to Des Moines, Iowa, traveling through adverse weather. On a lone strip of highway near the border of Iowa and Missouri, we were crossing a bridge that had iced. Even traveling at a reduced speed, with Marla and Jason in the car, I lost complete control of the vehicle. Never before had I experienced this sliding over a bridge sideways; nor do I wish to repeat it..

Our vehicle made two 360 degree revolutions before straightening out! Once I realized that the spinning was over, I perceived that we were about to enter the on-coming two lanes of truck and car traffic doing about 30 mph up an embankment. We were now in a large rock lined median area covered in snow. I attempted to apply the brakes once again, and gently turn away from the two lanes of on-coming traffic. To turn too abruptly may have overturned the car; to turn without enough curvature would not have avoided the road. Then, near the end of this ordeal, the car spun around one more time. The car finally ditched in an inner ravine. Fortunately, we were not injured.

The car needed to be towed. The night was spent in a town with friends, the Alberts, some 35 miles away. This incident occurred almost directly across from the Flying J Truck Stop on Highway 61/27. Currently, our vehicle is in the shop, needing a completely new left front wheel and other under carriage issues.

We include this incident as part of our journey to Italy.

A Formal Invitation to Milan, Italy

The main development in our mission’s endeavors pertains to a formal invitation from the Milan church to Robert and Marla Housby.

The formal invitation to work with the Milan church was a delightful development to Marla and me.  Although other considerations were made, we both felt that Milan presented the most redemptive use of our time.

The trolley (in photo) is just one of the many public venues for meeting people on a daily basis.  It is quite natural to chat enroute to destinations.  The youth in Milan are always fashion minded.

My particular level of Koine Greek language background and my family background has prepared me for the work in Italy.

Why March to Milan

We chose “March to Milan” as our fund raising slogan because it coincides with the goal of getting to Milan.  We need resources to do the work  “I Timothy 4″.

Our schedule involves a timetable to see the current missionary family off as 2010 turns into 2011.  The Short family has been in Milan for some ten years.

Power Point Presentation

Our power point presentation is designed to provide a glimpse into our style of outreach and maturing congregational met needs.  Words are the Lord’s chosen vehicle of communication.  Preaching is proclamation and teaching is explanation.  Preaching is God’s classical method of communication “Romans 10″.

To Whom It May Concern:

This is an endorsement for Bob and Marla Housby who are preparing to go to Milan, Italy to work with the church of Christ in Milan at the invitation of the congregation. This church was begun in the city of Milan by Harold Paden, Howard Bybee, Mel Pownall and Carl Mitchell in 1950.

Bob and Marla were sent to Italy for a trial period in order for them to assess their own readiness to be involved in the Italian work, and also to get a reading on the desire of the church to invite them to join them in the Lord’s work in Milan.

Prior to their departure for Italy we did a background study and found them to be highly recommended by the church where they had labored for many years. We also invited them to spend some time with us in Searcy, AR., to undergo psychological testing, and orientation regarding the history and progress of the church in Italy.

We were impressed at their flexibility, their work ethic, their openness to learning, their devotion to the Lord and His church, their Biblical groundedness, and their ability to work together as a team.  During the period they have been in Italy, they have received the plaudits of the local missionary, Lewis Short, who is soon to move back to the U.S.

The undersigned has been involved in Italy since July of 1950, and still goes there each year to hold meetings. I am an elder of the College Church of Christ in Searcy, AR., and am Scholar in Residence at Harding University. I can be reached at<cmitchell@harding.edu> .

Carl Mitchell, Ph.D.