Thursday, November 29, 2007

The Benediction of Stan Wilson, Pastor of Northside Baptist Church in Clinton, Mississippi

Practice the presence of Christ,
ponder the scriptures,
pray daily in private,
serve others in Jesus' name withholding no good deed,
spiritual or financial,
from widows and orphans, the poor and oppressed.
As you live this way you will find those
most needy of God,
you will find yourself,
and you will be found.

-- Author Unknown

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Missy introduced me to Sarah McLachlan many years ago, but I have only now begun to realize how ethereal and angelic is her voice. Here she sings an old Gordon Lightfoot ballad, "Song for a Winter's Night."

Monday, November 26, 2007

There is a neat little puzzle game on the internet called Grow Cube by Eyezmaze. It is free to play, but it will cost you your sanity until you unlock the solution. So, as a gift to you, I offer the solution via a YouTube user. The text solution is below.




people
water
trees
bucket
tube
fire
dish
bone
spring
ball

Monday, November 19, 2007

"Dogs bark at what they don't understand."

Heraclitus
"When the elephants rumble, it is the grass that is trampled."

African Proverb

"When their minister, Alice Ling, brought communion to the house or the hospital bed, or when they held hands as Alice prayed, grace was evident but not the comfort of mercy or reprieve. The embodied figure on the cross still twisted under the sun."


Without by Donald Hall


Saturday, November 17, 2007

"What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes part of us."

Helen Keller
"People think I sit here and push buttons and get things accomplished. Well, I spent today kissing behinds."

Harry S. Truman

Thursday, November 15, 2007

"When a poor person dies of hunger, it has not happened because God did not take care of him or her. It has happened because neither you nor I wanted to give that person what he or she needed."

Mother Teresa
"If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it."

Edgar Watson Howe
"Joy may be a greater scandal than evil, suffering, or death. Some people have a realism that can come to terms with the darker side but cannot cope with something that seems too good to be true. Crucifixion was a fairly routine matter in the Roman Empire at the time of Jesus, but resurrection was not."

David F. Ford, "The Shape of Living"

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Two years ago, a beautiful young lady took her own life...for reasons we are still not sure. I call her name today on her birthday to remind me how much I still miss her precious face and want to share in the pain that her parents and sister still feel. I offer up as both prayer and offering the words of grief and hope that Rev. Susan Meadors spoke at her funeral.

REMEMBERING
Elisabeth Marie Mosley

Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying,

"See, the home of God is among mortals.
He will dwell with them;
they will be his peoples,
and God himself will be with them;
he will wipe every tear from their eyes.
Death will be no more;
mourning and crying and pain will be no more,
for the first things have passed away."
And the one who was seated on the throne said, "See, I am making all things new." (Rev. 21:1-5a)


We are gathered together in this place because grief has called us here and we need to be together. We need to wrap our arms around this dear, good family and love them today and in the days ahead. We need to be together and remember Elisabeth, to mark the gift of her life and her living, and her loving. We need to honor her, and cherish her memory and in the comfort of God through Jesus Christ and with the power of the Holy Spirit offer our memories to the healing and redeeming that only Christ can do. We are walking through the deep dark shadow of death and in our fear and the trembling and troubling of our hearts, we need to worship God, God who loves us, God who loves Elisabeth still; God who created us all and will sustain us always. We are here to worship God who raised Jesus from the dead, God who makes all things new among us and within us and beyond us.

Let us pray: Lift us up, strong Son of God, that we may see further; cleanse our eyes that we may see more clearly; draw us closer to yourself that we may ourselves be nearer to the one who is now with you. Amen.

We haven’t been able to breathe well since Wednesday morning’s news. We are looking for answers, some sense of what happened and why. The sad mystery of Elisabeth’s death and the dull aching emptiness just hurts. Each of us thinks of the last time we saw Elisabeth and what we said and did. We struggle with guilt over what we said or didn’t say, what we did or didn’t do recently or long ago. We would have wished to say goodbye and to say thank you to her for the gift her life was to us. The world is all askew. This should not have happened in a world in which we trust that a loving God is present. Our grief is bound up in all these feelings and questions, the answers to which we will not find today. There is no one to blame, none to fault. No matter what is said or done today, we cannot bring her back, but we can celebrate her presence among us, that God in his mercy and goodness gave her to us. We can comfort one another with our own stories of Elisabeth. And, we can look to God who alone can make of this unbearable sorrow something new, even hope.

To begin, the words of Psalm 23 speak to the reality that in the midst of all of this, God cares with a love that never ends, no matter where we go or what we do. This is the love that surrounded Elisabeth in life, a love that surrounds her in death and in the new life to which she has been raised and it is that love that surrounds us and carries us all in our grief. The good shepherd leads her now and cares for her gently. She is safe in the arms of God who knows her so well, who knows even the number of hairs on her head. God, who has long been acquainted with all her ways, who loves the unique person that she was, and delighted in her. Her life mattered to God and her death has grieved the heart of God, but God himself has welcomed her home. You will meet her again, but I do not think it will be to get the answers to questions, for at that meeting all questions will fall away, and there will only be love, a joyous reunion in love.

In the book of common prayer, there is a prayer to be prayed at funerals that asks this of God: that He redeem our memories. In the remembering of Elisabeth, in the telling of all those good stories you have of her, God in God’s mercy makes those stories powerful and healing. Remember is love’s healing work. Paul’s letter to the Corinthians says that the Father of mercies and the God of all comfort comforts us in all our afflictions, so that we may comfort one another and that means we remember.

The first time I met Elisabeth, she and her sister Emily enthusiastically told me about their pet corn snake, Colonel Corn. I immediately knew that these were some girls who would be interesting to know. I soon witnessed the fact that Elisabeth liked bugs and snakes and frogs and dogs and all living creatures, many of who she would bring home, especially if they were wounded or needed tender care. She loved nature, and being outdoors, playing with the neighborhood children, skateboarding, and running. She ran track and cross country and loved the friends she made while doing it best of all. She was funny, too, with a hilarious sense of humor, the kind that would tease you but always in a sweet kind way, with a twinkle in her eye, or a slow smile checking to see if you got it. And she could talk, like her momma, sometimes more than her momma, a fact of which she was proud. She loved her family, was loved dearly by them and was loving toward them, affectionate and sweet. Her grandparents enjoyed her visits, for she would always give them frequent hugs and kisses. She loved her friends, too and was a dedicated and loyal friend, cheering and celebrating their accomplishments. Two years ago Elisabeth was one of the youth counselors for the 1st and 2nd graders at our Vacation Bible School. She was a favorite of the girls and the boys because she was athletic and playful and kind to them. She was also just so much fun. I can see her so clearly playing with them a game of keep-away on the playground, continuing the play inside the room and sheepishly grinning and laughing at us teachers as we tried to bring order to happy childish chaos. She was the instigator of their fun and she seemed to be having as much fun as anyone. Small wonder that so many of you expressed last night that Elisabeth was the best kind of babysitter, the first choice of your children. Just last week I saw that she was again a youth counselor, helping this time at Camp Invention at Eastside Elementary School, having fun with the children there, being playful and yet being kind and loving Elisabeth. I wonder if she knew how much she meant to those children, to all of us. In all of her kind and loving ways she bore the marks of the good Shepherd; she was a good and caring shepherd in her love of children and in her love of her friends, in all her loving.

Ken and Teresa, you taught her well. And if she could speak today, she would tell you she loves you, she would say thank you, and I think she would say, "I am so sorry Momma and Daddy, for putting you through all of this pain" And Emily, she would tell you she loves you and she would tell you to keep on being Emily, just exactly who you are. And to her friends I think she would say thank you, she loved you, and she would say, "Please don’t do this."

I remember July 1, 2001 as a good day. It was the fourth Sunday after Pentecost, the season of life, of hope where the church celebrates its birth and growth. Our church marked that particular Sunday by witnessing the baptism of Elisabeth Marie Mosley. She stepped into the baptismal waters with her pastor Big John Hendrix as we sang these words: Baptized in water, sealed by the Spirit, cleansed by the blood of Christ our King. Heirs of salvation, trusting the promise, faithfully now God’s praises we sing. Elisabeth went under the water and then John, wiping the water off her head or rubbing it in, said these words of blessing to her for all of us: Elisabeth, you are a child of this church and we are well pleased with you. Elisabeth smiled a shy sweet smile. I hold that image in blessed memory.

Finally, the pain of these days is a reminder that we live in a broken world. The world is God’s good creation and nobody loved its goodness or its beauty more than Elisabeth, but it is a broken world. Terrible things happen, and as followers of Christ’s way we affirm even with tears in our eyes that we will cling to hope, to the promise that someday, someday God will make of all of this something new. We will cling to hope, unimaginable today, that God will make of even this something new and whole and good. All things, things broken and lost to our touch, will one day be made new and fully present in their perfection. No power on earth can knit together the pieces of our hearts undone as they have been by the hard broken edges of life and by death, but the God who created heaven and earth can make those hearts altogether new. And when God makes all things new, then the earth and everything in it, even we ourselves, will be just as God has intended. That is our hope.

Elisabeth’s life and now her death have changed us, and we will never be the same again, but God will help us find a way to breathe again, to take another step, to carry on, to remember the good. God will help us remember the living, to care for one another for we are walking through a terrible tragedy and we need each other. And God will help us to remember Elisabeth, to find the way to where we can hold her in our hearts restored, beautifully whole, and at peace. "For the Lamb who is in the center of the throne will shepherd her and lead her to springs of life-giving water, and God will wipe away every tear from her eyes." In the name of the Father, and the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen.

Prayer
LORD our God,
the death of our dear one Elisabeth
reminds us we are human
and our lives on earth are brief.
But for those who believe in your love
death is not the end,
Nor does it destroy the bonds
that you forge in our lives.
We share the faith of your Son’s disciples
and the hope of the children of God.
Bring the light of Christ’s resurrection
to this time of testing and pain and heartache
as we offer thanks for Elisabeth
and pray for those who love her,
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Monday, November 12, 2007

"When a whole nation is roaring Patriotism at the top of its voice, I am fain to explore the cleanness of its hands and the purity of its heart."

Ralph Waldo Emmerson, Journals, 1824
"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only un-patriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public."

President Theodore Roosevelt (1918)
"We live in a time of transition, an uneasy era which is likely to endure for the rest of this century. During the period we may be tempted to abandon some of the time-honored principles and commitments which have been proven during the difficult times of past generations. We must never yield to this temptation."

Farewell Address of President Jimmy Carter
"The true patriots are those who carry on a lover's quarrel with their country, as a reflection of God's eternal lover's quarrel with the entire world."

William Sloane Coffin

Sunday, November 11, 2007

"Ubuntu is a concept that we have in our Bantu languages at home. Ubuntu is the essence of being a person. It means that we are people through other people. We cannot be fully human alone. We are made for interdependence, we are made for family. When you have ubuntu, you embrace others. You are generous, compassionate. If the world had more ubuntu, we would not have war. We would not have this huge gap between the rich and the poor. You are rich so that you can make up what is lacking for others. You are powerful so that you can help the weak, just as a mother or father helps their children. This is God's dream."

Desmond Tutu, Beliefnet interview April 2004
"Remember the Roses More Than the Thorns"

Last Words of Bill Watkins (1947-2004)
"When money is an idol, to be poor is a sin."

William Stringfellow (1928-1985)

Friday, November 09, 2007

"You get the best out of others when you give the best of yourself."

Harvey Firestone (1868-1938)
Founder of Firestone Tire & Rubber Company
"Grace is something you can never get but only be given. There is no way to earn it or deserve it or bring it about any more than you can bring about your own birth. Somebody loving you is grace. Loving somebody is grace. There is only one catch. Like any other gift, the gift of grace can be yours only if you reach out and take it. Maybe being able to reach out and take it is a gift too."

Fredrick Buechner

Thursday, November 08, 2007



Minstrel Boy

An emotionally stirring and inspirational song, The Minstrel Boy was written by Thomas Moore (1779-1852) who set it to the melody of The Moreen, and old Irish aire. It is believed by many that Moore composed the song as a memorial to several of his friends he had met while a student at Trinity College and who had participated in the 1798 rebellion of the United Irishmen. One died in prison, another was wounded, and a third captured and hung. The song originally consisted of two verses. Due to its popularity, the song was a favorite of the many Irishmen who fought during the U.S. Civil War, primarily on the Union side. It was at this time that a third verse was added by unknown authors.

The Minstrel Boy to the war has gone
In the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he hath girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him

"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard
"Though all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"

The Minstrel fell, but the foeman's chains
Could not bring this proud soul under
The harp he loved never spoke again
For he tore its chords asunder

And said, "No chains shall sully thee
Thou soul of love and bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
And shall never sound in slavery!"

The Minstrel Boy will return we pray
When we hear the news we all will cheer it,
The minstrel boy will return one day,
Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit.

Then may he play on his harp in peace,
In a world such as Heaven intended,
For all the bitterness of man must cease,
And ev'ry battle must be ended.
"We too often forget that faith is a matter of questioning and struggle before it becomes one of certitude and peace. You have to doubt and reject everything else in order to believe firmly in Christ, and after you have begun to believe, your faith itself must be tested and purified. Christianity is not merely a set of forgone conclusions. Faith tends to be defeated by the burning presence of God in mystery, and seeks refuge from him, flying to comfortable social forms and safe convictions in which purification is no longer an inner battle but a matter of outward gesture."

Thomas Merton
"There are two kinds of light--the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures."

James Thurber
"Busyness convinces us that there is always something else we need to be doing. Busyness exhausts, embitters, divides, and demoralizes the people of God. If we have not exposed this imposter virtue for what it is, then the reason is because so many of our congregational practices depend upon it."

Barbara Brown Taylor in Christian Century, July 26, 2005
“The Gospel of Jesus is not a cool or fashionable idea. It isn’t supposed to be. It’s for people who are tired of being cool, tired of trying to get the world to redeem them.”

Don Miller in Leadership, Summer 2005
“Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man’s rib: Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved.”

From the Talmud, as quoted by Rabbi Marc Gellman

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Special Comment: On waterboarding and torture
Special Comment: On waterboarding and torture


SPECIAL COMMENT

The Presidency Is Now a Criminal Conspiracy

By Keith Olbermann
Anchor, 'Countdown'
updated 8:42 p.m. CT, Mon., Nov. 5, 2007

It is a fact startling in its cynical simplicity and it requires cynical and simple words to be properly expressed: The presidency of George W. Bush has now devolved into a criminal conspiracy to cover the ass of George W. Bush.

All the petulancy, all the childish threats, all the blank-stare stupidity; all the invocations of World War III, all the sophistic questions about which terrorist attacks we wanted him not to stop, all the phony secrets; all the claims of executive privilege, all the stumbling tap-dancing of his nominees, all the verbal flatulence of his apologists...

All of it is now, after one revelation last week, transparently clear for what it is: the pathetic and desperate manipulation of the government, the refocusing of our entire nation, toward keeping this mock president and this unstable vice president and this departed wildly self-overrating attorney general, and the others, from potential prosecution for having approved or ordered the illegal torture of prisoners being held in the name of this country.

"Waterboarding is torture," Daniel Levin was to write. Daniel Levin was no theorist and no protester. He was no troublemaking politician. He was no table-pounding commentator. Daniel Levin was an astonishingly patriotic American and a brave man.

Brave not just with words or with stances, even in a dark time when that kind of bravery can usually be scared or bought off.

Charged, as you heard in the story from ABC News last Friday, with assessing the relative legality of the various nightmares in the Pandora's box that is the Orwell-worthy euphemism "Enhanced Interrogation," Mr. Levin decided that the simplest, and the most honest, way to evaluate them ... was to have them enacted upon himself.

Daniel Levin took himself to a military base and let himself be waterboarded.
Mr. Bush, ever done anything that personally courageous?

Perhaps when you've gone to Walter Reed and teared up over the maimed servicemen? And then gone back to the White House and determined that there would be more maimed servicemen?

Has it been that kind of personal courage, Mr. Bush, when you've spoken of American victims and the triumph of freedom and the sacrifice of your own popularity for the sake of our safety? And then permitted others to fire or discredit or destroy anybody who disagreed with you, whether they were your own generals, or Max Cleland, or Joe Wilson and Valerie Plame, or Daniel Levin?

Daniel Levin should have a statue in his honor in Washington right now.
Instead, he was forced out as acting assistant attorney general nearly three years ago because he had the guts to do what George Bush couldn't do in a million years: actually put himself at risk for the sake of his country, for the sake of what is right.

And they waterboarded him. And he wrote that even though he knew those doing it meant him no harm, and he knew they would rescue him at the instant of the slightest distress, and he knew he would not die — still, with all that reassurance, he could not stop the terror screaming from inside of him, could not quell the horror, could not convince that which is at the core of each of us, the entity who exists behind all the embellishments we strap to ourselves, like purpose and name and family and love, he could not convince his being that he wasn't drowning.

Waterboarding, he said, is torture. Legally, it is torture! Practically, it is torture! Ethically, it is torture! And he wrote it down.

Wrote it down somewhere, where it could be contrasted with the words of this country's 43rd president: "The United States of America ... does not torture."
Made you into a liar, Mr. Bush.

Made you into, if anybody had the guts to pursue it, a criminal, Mr. Bush.
Waterboarding had already been used on Khalid Sheik Mohammed and a couple of other men none of us really care about except for the one detail you'd forgotten — that there are rules. And even if we just make up these rules, this country observes them anyway, because we're Americans and we're better than that.

We're better than you.

And the man your Justice Department selected to decide whether or not waterboarding was torture had decided, and not in some phony academic fashion, nor while wearing the Walter Mitty poseur attire of flight suit and helmet.

He had put his money, Mr. Bush, where your mouth was.

So, your sleazy sycophantic henchman Mr. Gonzales had him append an asterisk suggesting his black-and-white answer wasn't black-and-white, that there might have been a quasi-legal way of torturing people, maybe with an absolute time limit and a physician entitled to stop it, maybe, if your administration had ever bothered to set any rules or any guidelines.

And then when your people realized that even that was too dangerous, Daniel Levin was branded "too independent" and "someone who could (not) be counted on."

In other words, Mr. Bush, somebody you couldn't count on to lie for you.

So, Levin was fired.

Because if it ever got out what he'd concluded, and the lengths to which he went to validate that conclusion, anybody who had sanctioned waterboarding and who-knows-what-else on anybody, you yourself, you would have been screwed.

And screwed you are.

It can't be coincidence that the story of Daniel Levin should emerge from the black hole of this secret society of a presidency just at the conclusion of the unhappy saga of the newest attorney general nominee.

Another patriot somewhere listened as Judge Mukasey mumbled like he'd never heard of waterboarding and refused to answer in words … that which Daniel Levin answered on a waterboard somewhere in Maryland or Virginia three years ago.

And this someone also heard George Bush say, "The United States of America does not torture," and realized either he was lying or this wasn't the United States of America anymore, and either way, he needed to do something about it.

Not in the way Levin needed to do something about it, but in a brave way nonetheless.

We have U.S. senators who need to do something about it, too.

Chairman Leahy of the Judiciary Committee has seen this for what it is and said "enough."

Sen. Schumer has seen it, reportedly, as some kind of puzzle piece in the New York political patronage system, and he has failed.

What Sen. Feinstein has seen, to justify joining Schumer in rubber-stamping Mukasey, I cannot guess.

It is obvious that both those senators should look to the meaning of the story of Daniel Levin and recant their support for Mukasey's confirmation.

And they should look into their own committee's history and recall that in 1973, their predecessors were able to wring even from Richard Nixon a guarantee of a special prosecutor (ultimately a special prosecutor of Richard Nixon!), in exchange for their approval of his new attorney general, Elliott Richardson.

If they could get that out of Nixon, before you confirm the president's latest human echo on Tuesday, you had better be able to get a "yes" or a "no" out of Michael Mukasey.

Ideally you should lock this government down financially until a special prosecutor is appointed, or 50 of them, but I'm not holding my breath. The "yes" or the "no" on waterboarding will have to suffice.

Because, remember, if you can't get it, or you won't with the time between tonight and the next presidential election likely to be the longest year of our lives, you are leaving this country, and all of us, to the waterboards, symbolic and otherwise, of George W. Bush.

Ultimately, Mr. Bush, the real question isn't who approved the waterboarding of this fiend Khalid Sheik Mohammed and two others.

It is: Why were they waterboarded?

Study after study for generation after generation has confirmed that torture gets people to talk, torture gets people to plead, torture gets people to break, but torture does not get them to tell the truth.

Of course, Mr. Bush, this isn't a problem if you don't care if the terrorist plots they tell you about are the truth or just something to stop the tormentors from drowning them.

If, say, a president simply needed a constant supply of terrorist threats to keep a country scared.

If, say, he needed phony plots to play hero during, and to boast about interrupting, and to use to distract people from the threat he didn't interrupt.

If, say, he realized that even terrorized people still need good ghost stories before they will let a president pillage the Constitution,

Well, Mr. Bush, who better to dream them up for you than an actual terrorist?

He'll tell you everything he ever fantasized doing in his most horrific of daydreams, his equivalent of the day you "flew" onto the deck of the Lincoln to explain you'd won in Iraq.

Now if that's what this is all about, you tortured not because you're so stupid you think torture produces confession but you tortured because you're smart enough to know it produces really authentic-sounding fiction — well, then, you're going to need all the lawyers you can find … because that crime wouldn't just mean impeachment, would it?

That crime would mean George W. Bush is going to prison.

Thus the master tumblers turn, and the lock yields, and the hidden explanations can all be perceived, in their exact proportions, in their exact progressions.

Daniel Levin's eminently practical, eminently logical, eminently patriotic way of testing the legality of waterboarding has to vanish, and him with it.

Thus Alberto Gonzales has to use that brain that sounds like an old car trying to start on a freezing morning to undo eight centuries of the forward march of law and government.

Thus Dick Cheney has to ridiculously assert that confirming we do or do not use any particular interrogation technique would somehow help the terrorists.

Thus Michael Mukasey, on the eve of the vote that will make him the high priest of the law of this land, cannot and must not answer a question, nor even hint that he has thought about a question, which merely concerns the theoretical definition of waterboarding as torture.

Because, Mr. Bush, in the seven years of your nightmare presidency, this whole string of events has been transformed.

From its beginning as the most neglectful protection ever of the lives and safety of the American people ... into the most efficient and cynical exploitation of tragedy for political gain in this country's history ... and, then, to the giddying prospect that you could do what the military fanatics did in Japan in the 1930s and remake a nation into a fascist state so efficient and so self-sustaining that the fascism would be nearly invisible.

But at last this frightful plan is ending with an unexpected crash, the shocking reality that no matter how thoroughly you might try to extinguish them, Mr. Bush, how thoroughly you tried to brand disagreement as disloyalty, Mr. Bush, there are still people like Daniel Levin who believe in the United States of America as true freedom, where we are better, not because of schemes and wars, but because of dreams and morals.

And ultimately these men, these patriots, will defeat you and they will return this country to its righteous standards, and to its rightful owners, the people.

© 2007 MSNBC Interactive

Saturday, November 03, 2007

"It is much easier to do something than to trust in God; we mistake PANIC for inspiration. We would far rather work for God than believe in him. Am I sure that God will do what I cannot do?"

Oswald Chambers (1874-1917)
Some thoughts for future study:
  • Israel and Democracy: What If Judges, not Kings, were the Norm?
  • Ethical and Biblical Evangelism
  • IPSISSIMA VERBA versus IPSISSIMA VOX
  • A Nation of Christians versus a Christian Nation