It's Still Christmas

Yes, but I’m back at work. Sort of. The family is downstairs exploring, and in some cases, destroying, the Christmas loot. And I am up in the office trying to get a process control plan written. It’s hard to concentrate. Hence the blog entry.

Another Christmas of abundance. Lots of cool stuff that still needs to be explored. Not enought time yet to fully experience and comprehend the gifts. Grandparents scored big time by bringing the kids a Wii and that is going to get lots of air time. We also got one of those XO laptops via the OLPC Give 1 Get 1 program. (Yeah, I was one of the “first day” donors, so we got one in time for Christmas.) I can see lots of potential in this — my ADD son spent about 40 undirected minutes exploring it yesterday morning, which is encouraging. But it’s gonna take some learning on my part to be able to show him how to really take it out for a spin. More exploring, learning, comprehending the potential of the gifts.

I’m glad its part of the design that Christmas is a season, not just a day. A good gift unfolds its benefit, its significance in the fullness of time. Mary and Joseph, I’m sure, could not fully grasp the gift of their baby Jesus, not after just one day. They too needed time to fully comprehend what they had there. What kind of gift this was.

I’ve said before tha December 26th is my favorite day of Christmas. It is the day after the bustle dies. The first day to be quiet and settle in with the new blessings that Christmas brings. The first chance to let the importance of what has been exchanged sink in, to let quiet joy take over the excitement of newness.

I am excited about having an XO laptop computer for my kids to use. It is definitely designed just for little people. I know they don’t understand what they have yet, but do any of us really?

Little Graces

I got a copy of this story in my email inbox. This story touched me even though I am no martial artist. So much stuff comes in with my email that represents to-dos and unwanted come-ons that it is nice to receive a little pearl now and then.

And then in my search to find examples of the anecdote on the web somewhere, I ran into Pensieve, the blog of what looks to be a kindred spirit. Another little pearl.

This is all that I miss about blogging when I am not into it regularly. My contacts from my previous blogging years have all but dried up. My comments are basicaly only spam. My site traffic comes from chance encounters from online searchers. But I still keep this blog — to exchange Little Graces, like pearls among the stones.

A Love Supreme for the Supreme

It’s about that time of year. John Coltrane recorded “A Love Supreme” on December 9th, 1964 and left the world one of the greatest musical recordings ever in any genre, any decade.

I’ve been thinking about him for the last couple of weeks ever since we had this prayer session in adoration at Church. We had about 40 guys all in the chapel and the prayer leader had arranged to play some spiritual music for our reflection. Personally, I prefer silence in adoration, but I especially did not jibe with the schmaltzy orchestral religio-kitsch he chose for this 20 minute period.

I began to wonder, “Wouldn’t Jesus like to hear something updated for a change? Something good, something not churchy, something with a beat, perhaps?” There is quality music out there that gives glory to God regardless of whether it is “Christian.” And then I though of Coltrane. Jesus definitely does not get to hear enough of John Coltrane. And what would be a better selection for adoration than “A Love Supreme?”

I’m going to give it try one night. I have the midnight hour tonight by myself. Maybe I’ll bring my own tunes…

Meanwhile, here is the eponymous poem he wrote in his liner notes for “A Love Supreme.”

    A Love Supreme

I will do all I can to be worthy of Thee O Lord.
It all has to do with it.
Thank you God.
There is none other.
God is. It is so beautiful.
Thank you God. God is all.
Help us to resolve our fears and weaknesses.
Thank you God.
In You all things are possible.
We know. God made us so.
Keep your eye on God.
God is. He always was. He always will be.
No matter what…it is God.
He is gracious and merciful.
It is most important that I know Thee.
Words, sounds, speech, men, memory, thoughts,
fears and emotions — time all related…
all made from one…all made in one.
Blessed be His name.
Thought waves — heat waves-all vibrations —
all paths lead to God. Thank you God.
His way…it is so lovely…it is gracious.
It is merciful — thank you God.
One though can produce millions of vibrations
and they all go back to God…everything does.
Thank you God.
Have no fear…believe…thank you God.
The universe has many wonders. God is all.
His way…it is so wonderful.
Thoughts–deeds–vibrations, etc.
They all go back to God and He cleanses all.
He is gracious and merciful…thank you God.
Glory to God…God is so alive.
God is.
God loves.
May I be acceptable in Thy sight.
We are all one in His grace.
The fact that we do exist is acknowledgement
of Thee O Lord.
Thank you God.
God will wash away all our tears…
He always has…
He always will.
Seek Him everyday. In all ways seek God everyday.
Let us sing all songs to God.
To whoma all praise is due…praise God.
No road is an easy one, but they all
go back to God.
With all we share God.
It is all with God.
It is all with Thee.
Obey the Lord.
Blessed is He.
We are from one thing…the will of God…
thank you God.
I have seen Godd–I have seen ungodly–
none can be greater–none can compare to God.
Thank you God.
He will remake us…He always has and He
always will.
It is true–blessed be His name–thank you God.
God breathes through us so completely…
so gently we hardly feel it…yet,
it is our everything.
Thank you God.
All from God.
Thank you God. Amen.

Righteous Indignation, just in time for Christmas.

Oh Please, what’s the big deal? I am already tired of the Christian protest spam I am getting against the faux threat of the children’s movie “The Golden Compass.” Much ado about not much.

There’s more subversive, damaging material in one violent summer blockbuster or teen sex comedy than in the entire Body of Phillip Pullman’s work. He may wish to “Kill God,” but it’s the wrong God he’s trying to kill. He may want to subvert the Church, but the Church he thinks he’s subverting is the wrong Church. Church done wrong, something all should be against. A teddy bear named “Jesus” would be more threatening than this movie.

I’ve never been in league with the Catholic League. I’m more inclined to agree with the reviewer for the US Conference of Catholic Bishops:

Will seeing this film inspire teens to read the books, which many have found problematic? Rather than banning the movie or books, parents might instead take the opportunity to talk through any thorny philosophical issues with their teens.

Yeah, let me be the one to “protect” my children from evil atheist subversion, please.