Our Final Word

I have often wondered if Steven Curtis Chapman would get around to making a “worship album.”  When the trend hit years and years ago, I was dismayed.  I’m one of that rare breed that sees the praise and worship movement as “that which killed CCM.”  So as each major recording artist put together collections of popular worship hits and personal additions to the mix, I cringed a bit and backed off.  But SCC seemed to mostly stay away.

Turns out that he has a worship album dropping in the spring and that the first song from the album, “Amen,” is already available online.  And I have to admit: it’s pretty good.  Why?  Because it’s simple and obviously and consistently scriptural.  I’ll be curious to see what he does with the rest of the album.  I’m hoping to pleasantly surprised.

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Categories of Conversations

Fence TalkI’m about a week into Sherry Turkle’s Reclaiming Conversation: The Power of Talk in a Digital Age.  As is often the case when reading about a given topic, you start to notice it everywhere once it’s on your radar.  So while I’ll get back to Turkle’s book later, I thought I’d share a snippet from a recent interview with Wendell Berry from The Modern Farmer.  As I’ve mentioned before, something about Berry’s non-fiction resonates with me in a way that his fiction hasn’t.  I think it’s way of giving us a brilliant picture of a particular way of life that doesn’t over-romanticize it.

In the interview, Berry speaks some of farming.  Then, at the interview’s end, he reflects on the connections made by farmers and what is being lost the more that that way of life fades.  His response when asked if he sees that kind of connection being rebuilt:

Our neighbor with a CSA was telling Tanya about his little boy who wanted to pick the cherry tomatoes, and did. To have your heart thus warmed is part of a farm’s income. Neighbors working together have an income that’s never booked.

The old way of neighborly work-swapping here involved much talk. Neighbors worked together, a matter of utmost practicality, with a needed economic result, but the day’s work was also a social occasion. Is this a “spiritual” connection between neighbors, and between the neighborhood and its land? I suppose so, but only by being also a connection that is practical, economic, social, and pleasant. And affectionate.

That whole thing of looking somebody straight in the eye and saying something—my goodness. “I love you,” right into somebody’s face, right into their eyes, what a fine thing. Who would want to miss it?

People who talk only to communicate are different from people who talk for pleasure. People who talk for pleasure, as opposed to people who talk to communicate, become wonderful talkers over the years. They have eloquence.

One of the things that has surprised me most about teaching is its particularly solitary nature.  Granted, you’re in front of dozens of students a day.  But it’s possible to go the entire day and never really connect with another adult.  And while it’s not the same as farming, there’s still something to be said for work conversation that transcends “talking only to communicate.”

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Songs about the Falling Rain

In a recent post at First Things, Leah Libresco shared three simple ways the church (in her case, Catholic) could strengthen the sense of congregational community without embracing unhealthy practice.  Her second suggestion was to bring in more things to connect with “winter Christians.”  She explains:

Winter Christians are both intensely engaged with their faith, but also intensely stymied by spiritual dryness, doubts, a persistent sin, or some other difficulty. (They’re unlike “Summer Christians” who are joyfully drawn to the faith, and completely unlike people who like or dislike the church, but don’t yearn for it).

Community and worship done wrong often result in a short-circuited life of faith.  You can’t ignore the rain when it’s falling (and sometimes you don’t get to go out and dance in it, too).  A recent song from Andrew Peterson’s, “The Rain Keeps Falling,” lines up well with the “Winter Christian” concept, I think.  Here’s a performance of the song at the “launch party” of Peterson’s latest album.

One of my fears moving forward in life is being unable to articulate well the place of pain in the Christian life.  Something about how we have set up our explanations for evil and pain has created an unnecessary and dangerous disconnect with life the way God seems to see it in the Bible.  We ought not ignore the rain, but we shouldn’t be defeated  by it either.

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Concerning Joy

Shots from the Eagle and Child, October 2015.

Shots from the Eagle and Child, October 2015.

I recently took part in a quick work discussion about the place of joy, whether or not one can expect it or in some way legislate it.  Joy, of course, was what C. S. Lewis was surprised by.  It became a kind of lifelong pursuit for him.  I’d be curious to hear what Lewis would say about James K. A. Smith’s recent take on the topic in his essay, “The State of Joy.”

In the essay, Smith points to personal experience, the thoughts of Pascal, and the writings of David Foster Wallace to get a better grasp on the way joy might work in the modern world.  I found his section on “the conditions of joy” well-rendered:

First, it seems to me that, while joy can by crystallized into discrete “experiences”—that is, joy can have episodic “highlights” that bring it to the surface of realization—nonetheless such experiences of joy actually relate to a more baseline, steady-state posture of receptivity, bound up with gratitude, as the condition of possibility for such epiphanic moments. Such “moments” of joy tend to be revelations and recognitions of the giftedness of one’s world—which, in those moments, is recognized to be a reality even during the routine and everyday moments when one isn’t necessarily aware of it. Perhaps we could say that joy is intimately linked to a sense of blessing, a sense of grace.

Second, it seems that such joy is relational: not only is it shared with others, and occasioned by relationships, but it also wells up from a sense of having received a gift from someone (Someone?). In a relational context, joy emerges from a sense of resting on someone who gives; in such a context, having received—being a recipient—is not experienced as a debt but as the basis for joy. So the stance of receptivity that seems integral to joy points to another—a giver or givers (or Giver). Perhaps one could say that joy is a mode of enjoying gratitude. That is, joy is the enjoyment of being a recipient, where receiving a gift fosters not resentment at being indebted but an open welcome of such gift-ing. It presupposes recognition of one’s “indebtedness” as a good feature of a blessed creaturely life. (One wonders, then, if only those creatures who can be resentful can also be joyful.)

I certainly like the connection of joy with a sense of recipient gratitude.  Perhaps joy is hard for many of us to come by because gratitude exists beyond our grasps.

By the essay’s end, Smith asserts that joy should be at the heart of the Christian mission in this period of late modernity: “What if both the cultural mandate and the Great Commission were reconciled as sharing the good news of a great joy, not just telling, but showing?”  It’s a noble and necessary part of our task.  If we take that part seriously, God just might surprise us.

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Brief England Debrief

As I mentioned a few posts ago, I had the opportunity to take a gaggle of students and a handful of chaperons to England for about a week.  We spent much of that time in places of interest to fans of literature: the Lake District, Stratford-upon-Avon, Haworth, Bath, and Oxford.  We ended our trip with a couple of days in London.  It was my second time taking this particular tour; it was my first time actually leading it.  Many lessons were learned.  Some examples:

Lesson One: Misspeaking is such an easy thing to do.  Even saying the wrong thing one time (especially the first time) can set things off.  When you can, write it down.  Read from the script you make.  Granted, there’s no guarantee that anyone will hang on every word you say because  . . .

Lesson Two: Mishearing is such an easy thing to do.  Even when you actually say the right things correctly multiple times, there is no guarantee that what you say will sink in (even if those listening nod their heads in approval or “understanding”).

Lesson Three: “Taking the same trip” doesn’t mean you’ll actually be taking the same trip.  So many things boil down to the weather of the moment, the time of day, and the day of the week.  A good bit of my trip was learning to check my expectations and make the most of any given moment.  A place of chaos on the last trip (sunny, crowded weekend in the city) was almost quaint on this one (rainy, empty Monday morning in the same city).  Self-guided tours are nothing like guided tours (even if you’ve been on the tour before).  I think the only thing that was truly the same between my two times in England was the coronation chicken sandwiches I had for lunch in Bath.  Really.  That’s about it.

Lesson Four: Rely on those around you (and surround yourself with reliable people).  I was fortunate to have a great tour director and a great group of chaperons.  Everyone contributed in an essential way.  Egos seemed to stay out of the picture (my director’s words, not mine).  Flexibility and reliability go well together.

Lesson Five: Jersey Boys is more enjoyable the second time around.

Lesson Six: Sometimes you just don’t get your Cornetto.  Oh well.

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Shakespeare’s Hint

Last night we stayed in Stratford-upon-Avon. In our hotel, many of the room’s were named for people and places from the Bard’s many tales. This was my room. Not quite sure what Shakespeare might be trying to say. . .  

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Ambleside Ramble

The last two days have been spent in the Lake District, ye olde stomping grounds of Wordsworth and Beatrix Potter. The weather has been great, even if the fog kept us off Lake Windermere until the afternoon. We did get to go for a two-mile ramble in the country-side, which was great.

Two things I’m learning: the struggle of focus and expectation management. It’s no small thing to try and focus the attention of others when there are a dozen comments to make and a million things to see. “I’d like to direct your attention” is such a quaint 20th century notion, really. Corral would be a better word, perhaps. Having been to this area before, it’s also interesting to handle my own expectations of what we can and cannot do: what gets added to the itinerary and what gets cut. Every side street tells a story, which means there are a million good things you’ll  ever hear.

Still and all, this land with its lakes and little lambs is beautiful. Now it’s on to a castle and some Sunday roast.

I’ve added some pics from the area to my Flickr stream. You can check them out by clicking on the three bars in the top right corner of the page.

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Big Sky over Texas

So I’m on my way to England with a gaggle of students and chaperones.  Our first layover is in Dallas-Fort Worth. Was nice flying over the Ballpark at Arlington and Six Flags. Good times. And now the promise of some Cousins BBQ and sweet tea while we wait.

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Final Prep for the Doctor

Doctor Who series nine premieres this weekend.  Earlier this week, the BBC released a “prelude” to the season that takes us back to an interesting location and gives us some interestingly vague dialogue.  Love the line at the end about friends.

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The Last Will and Testament of the Doctor

We’re just a few days away from the beginning of the fall television season.  It kicks of for me on the 19th with the new season of Doctor Who (BBC America via iTunes).  A new trailer for the series was recently released that included a nice bit about “the last will and testament of the Doctor.”  That kind of thing never goes particularly well.

In other Who news from the last week, the folks over at Ain’t It Cool reported that River Song (played by Alex Kingston) will return for the show’s Christmas special.  Not sure how that’s going to go down.  Part of me thinks that Moffatt might be wrapping things up on his run.  We’ll have to wait until Christmas to see.

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