Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Working at the United Nations

“Working at the United Nations? I thought you said you worked at Google!”

Right - I have worked at Google. But daily it seemed to me as if I were working at the United Nations.

Google is a company with a vision for the whole world: “Google's mission is to organize the world's information and make it universally accessible and useful.” New products that are released are generally released in the world’s top 40 languages all at the same time. Those products that have been around longer are usually available in 100+ languages. And while there has generally been an economic divide between those who have access to the internet and those who do not, that divide has been shrinking through the ubiquitous presence of mobile devices, which one finds in both rich and poor households. And so Google thinks hard about how to make their services available to “the next billion users”.

But Google is not a white American company with international aspirations and reach. The people of Google are drawn from all over the world. For example, I’m part of an engineering team that serves Google’s advertising business around the world from our location in Venice, California. But our manager is originally from southern Europe. She has hired an ethnically diverse team of women and men who come from all over the world. Each brings not only a love for (and skill in) coding to our work but also their own ethnic background and personal flare to our ambiance. The people we work with make us rich, just by bringing themselves into our daily relationships.

I’ve had the chance to give unofficial “tours” of the office to friends, families and students of local universities. The essence of working at Google is simple: a bunch of smart people who love to work hard sitting in front what seem to be endless rows of computer screens. One group might be working on Chrome (the Google browser), another working on image search, still another on semantic classifiers that do their magic independent of a user’s input language - but those are things that aren’t apparent from a cursory glance. Instead what people see is: free food in the cafe, our own coffee bar and barista, micro-kitchens scattered around the campus, game rooms with musical instruments, ping-pong tables and electronic games, and on and on.

Where does cultural diversity come from? The Tower of Babel story in Genesis says that God thwarted the self aggrandizing efforts of people to build a tower that would reach into heaven by confusing their languages, resulting in the fragmentation of human society - which sounds like a bad thing. But the apostle Paul balances that theme as he speaks in Athens to those gathered at the Areopagus, a Greek center of philosophy and discussion:

“... and He made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined their appointed times and the boundaries of their habitation, that they would seek God, if perhaps they might grope for Him and find Him, though He is not far from each one of us;” (Acts 17:26-27)

The original intent of cultural diversity was to free us from our obsession with what we can accomplish in our own power and underscore our need to know the One who had the power to create not only nature but also human language and culture with such diversity. Cultural diversity is a good thing.

So I’ll miss not just working at Google - I’ll miss the people, the variety and diversity: the attractive accents of those for whom English is not their first language; having nearby native German speakers with whom I can share the occasional reminder of my own second language; hearing stories of what is was like to grow up in China or India. I’ll miss the men and women, each contributing their own unique experiences, sense of humor and sensibilities.

I’ll miss working at the United Nations.

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

The California season ...

Becky and I often talk of the “seasons of life”. These are usually tied to geography but sometimes we’ve stayed in one place through two or more life seasons. For us the last 8 years have been “the California season”.

God gives different seasons of life as well as seasons of the year. Though as a culture we’ve lost much of the natural context of the seasons, there is still some cultural residue of where these came from, if we take time to remember: planting (spring), growth (summer), harvest (fall) and land’s rest (winter). Our lives go through similar seasons. Some are for planting - as when we prepare for a career or begin having children. Some are for growth - those busy years in family and business, when we’re trying to take care of the present and build for the future at the same time. Others are harvest seasons - when we reap in our families or work lives what we’ve sown. And there are yet other seasons in which we appear to be more dormant - ones where we reflect on what’s happened and what is yet to come.

We like to take time at the end of a season to get away to a quiet place to reflect on the season that’s been. Last Sunday we went out to Joshua Tree National Park to do that. Joshua Tree has been a refuge for our souls during this California season. It has been a place where we could escape the congestion and the constant noise that surrounds us. Sometimes, if we stayed late enough, we could even see a clear dark sky and the depths of creation arrayed above us. It’s an amazing place.

We’ve used a variety of questions to help stimulate our musings in the past. Yesterday our reflections included these questions:

  1. What was my primary expression of service?
  2. What was my primary expression of faith?
  3. What special helps or graces did God give during this time?
  4. What new things did I discover about myself?
  5. How have I changed?
  6. What new relationships did God give?
  7. What do I need to do to close out this season well?

I won’t try to convince you that these are the “right questions” to ask. They’re just questions that I find really useful. And as we reflect on these things we sometimes see things that are yet to be done so that we close out the season well.

This blog is already ‘beyond a comfortable length’, so let me mention just one of the insights from the California season that I reflected on yesterday: Isaac started well, but finished poorly. Isaac was the child of faith, raised by his father Abraham, the friend of God. God provided him a wife in answer to a servant’s prayer of faith and his wife Rebecca turned from the idols worshiped by her family to the God of Abraham and herself became a woman of faith to whom God spoke in answer to prayer.

But over time Isaac acquired a taste for good food, much like his older son, Esau. And so Isaac overlooked Esau’s lack of interest in spiritual things. And although Isaac lived to be 180 years old, by the time he was 100 he feared his “imminent death” and determined to pass on his father Abraham’s blessing to a son. And here Isaac makes a grave error in judgment. Isaac decides to bestow on his older son Esau the blessing of Abraham, a blessing that Esau has no interest in - a blessing which Isaac also knew God had promised to his younger son, Jacob, even before the brothers’ birth. You can read the whole sad story in Genesis 21 - 27. The nuances are easy to miss. If I hadn’t heard a message by the Old Testament scholar Bruce Waltke explaining it all, I wouldn’t have seen it.

I don’t want to be like Isaac: start well and end poorly. I’ll wait and let God judge how well I did in the spring and summer seasons. But for now, I want to focus on finishing fall and winter well. I’ll guard my heart from the despotism of pleasure and my soul from the fear of death. Instead I’ll look for opportunities to serve and express God’s trustworthiness through my words and actions.

Becky and I laugh about how apt the expression “the California season” of our lives is - because our part of California only has one season! And we’re definitely looking forward to going back to Illinois where there are clearly four seasons to the year. And yet we’ll always look back on these eight years with gratitude for all the good that God did for us and our children during our “California season”.


Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Signs of change and spring


A post from Becky

It's Pete's turn to post but he's been immersed in a morass of taxes, doctor appointments, retirement issues and difficult projects at work to finish up so I'll jump in with a few photos of life at Rancho Del Mar. 


Slowly, slowly we are boxing up our lives.  There's a little echo in the rooms now that the walls are bare and the soft goods removed.  I'm finding the job emotionally exhausting - I can pack about 6 boxes and then I have to rest.  I suppose it's all the decision-making that wears a body out.  Pete once read a study that said some high percentage of our lives needs to be routine or we begin to experience high levels of stress.  I don't feel stress but life is definitely more tiring when the routine is gone. 
 


We'll have the house packed in plenty of time before the move which has been our goal.  We don't have the energy to leave this mountain of work until the last minute!  At the same time it's so good for the soul to spend time with precious friends and keep our eyes and ears open for the beauty around us.  The orange trees and jasmine are blooming, making the backyard smell so sweet it could make you drunk.  The apple tree is blooming and the buds are an intense pink that one would think is fake if you didn't see it with your own eyes.  
Apple blossom time
Millions of orange blossoms 

Jasmine blossoms
We're holding on to the sweetness of life here while looking forward to the adventure of life on the farm again.