When I came to DC, one of my reasons to leave Ohio had been about having a slightly different cultural experience. I knew that things were different even in different parts of the USA and I wanted that broader perspective to bring into ministry.
A year after arriving in DC I was asked about what I’d found in this regard. I intuitively knew that things were different. But when I tried to pinpoint what it was, all I could think about were the things that I’d experienced about being a stranger in a strange land. What that was like.
Having moved off campus, and had my eye open for more concrete things, I’ve found several ways to describe the differences.
Story #1: A friend at church, no older than me, got a job working for a NON-profit. One of the first things she learned about as a benefit was free access to a service that would do things for her. The would buy presents for her family member’s birthdays, do research on vacation locations, or whatever else she didn’t have time for. She was encouraged to use it to help plan her wedding. It was strange to her, it was strange to me. Her reaction was not to use it, but I could tell she was tempted. Heck, I would be tempted.
Story #2: I started hearing about what are called bedroom communities. Adults who live in these places may travel THREE HOURS every day to get to work. They basically sleep in their homes and have some weekend time there. Questions are being asked about what it means to be church to these bedroom communities. Places where children see their parents only on Saturdays and Sundays. Where there is no real community or bonding in the area. People do shopping and recreation in the city where they work, not the town where they “live”
In D.C. there is a different understanding of work and home life.
