Saturday, June 23, 2007

Generations

I just watched a breif documentary on the 40th Anniversary of the Monterey Pop Festival.

You know, I remember a time, not so long ago, when, if you saw someone elderly on television, they were talking about the hardships they endured, the battles they survived, and the friends they lost to the fascist they fought.

Now, if you see an elderly person on television, they're talking about the concerts they went to, the music they played, and the friends they lost to the drugs they did.

Monday, June 18, 2007

"I'm On My Way Back To The Old Home"

Back in the days of my childhood,
In the evening when everything was still,
I used to sit and listen to the fox hounds
with my dad in the old Kentucky hills.

I'm on my way back to the old home.
That road winds on up the hill.
But there's no light in the window
That shined long ago where I lived."
-Bill Monroe

Guess Where I'm Fixin' to Go

Though similarly shaped, it's not Virginia.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Why I Find Jacques Ellul So Appealing

Donald Rumsfeld with Saddam Hussein in 1983.

"God in heaven does indeed laugh to scorn the furious raging of the people (Psalm 2:1). He laughs at our political passions and our military and revolutionary storms. All this, serious enterprises included, has precisely the dimension and value of a noise. In truth the dramas of the nations belong to this level, so that no one can finally glory in what results. We need to be convinced in all our political actions (and they are far from being futile) that we too have no reason to be triumphant."

-Jacques Ellul
The Politics of God and The Politics of Man

Leap of Faith


In the summer of 2005, my wife, daughter, and I joined up with my brothers and parents for a vacation in the Smokey Mountains. There was a cliff-diving spot along one of the mountain streams. There were two places to jump. The first was about 20 feet up and the second was about 40. It was hard to muster the courage to jump from the second, not because of the height I would be falling, but because of the distance I had to jump. I had to clear some rocks to make it to the water.

There were several times when I would stand on the edge as my mind wrestled with my body. You feel you're legs kicking off, but they aren't actually doing it. You feel and even visualize (from your own point of view) yourself leaping off the cliff, but you haven't actually done it. And, it's very difficult to tell which part of you is saying jump, and which part is begging you not to jump. Is your body wanting to jump, but your mind says no? Or is it the other way around?


I've been listening to, and reading about, Rich Mullins again lately. This has also lead to some reading about his hero, St. Francis of Assisi. I read about men like that, and it feels like standing on that cliff. "Jump!" "No!" "Just Jump!" "Don't!" "I jumped!" "No you didn't. You're still just standing here."

Oddly enough, what finally gave me the courage to jump was seeing my brother Wil do it.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

"The Judge Does Not Agree...

...And he tells him so-oh-oh-oh!" -Maxwell's Silver Hammer, Abbey Road, The Beatles

When Beatles-loving beer thief, Andrew McCormack was asked what the sentence should be for his crime, he told the judge to follow The Beetles (his spelling) advice, and "Let It Be." The Judge did not agree and issued a retort filled with 42 Beatles song titles. He also corrected McCormack's spelling.

Friday, June 1, 2007

"It Was Forty Years Ago Today..."


Happy 40th Birthday to Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. Original Release Date: 6/01/67