Tuesday, February 20, 2007

My Reply by the Ataris

Here's an awesome hopeful song and song of friendship!

"My Reply"

I got your letter and the poetry you sent me
Postmarked in december of last year
I really hope you're doing better
All of your friends close by your side
One step closer to recovery

I wish there was something i could say
To erase each and every page that you've been through
Even though its not my place to save you

I appreciate but can't accept this thank-you note
Thats sealed with your last breath
I won't stand aside and listen to you give up

If you'll just hold on for one more second
Just hold on to what you have
If you'll just hold on, just hold on
You will wake up tommorrow

These arms remain stretched out to you
Maybe someday you'll accept them
Or maybe its too late to save a young girls heart that's long stopped beating

Wake up, wake up you've gotta believe
Wake up, wake up you cant give up
Time keeps going on without us
Long after we're dead and gone

I wish there was something i could say
To erase each and every page
You've been through
Even though its not my place to save you

I appreciate but can't accept this thank-you note
Thats sealed with your last breath
I won't stand aside and listen to you give up

If you'll just hold on for one more second
Just hold on to what you have
If you'll just hold on, just hold on
You will wake up tommorrow

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Where do we go from here?

Hiya friends, brothers, and sisters!

I was reading some scripture commentary this morning and found something totally applicable to this last weekend! So I thought I would share with those who wanna read it.

It is from a homily given by Pope John Paul II in Mexico in 1979 (he is commenting on the first chapter of Luke):

"Virgo Fidelis, the faithful Virgin. What does this faithfulness of Mary's mean? What are the dimensions of this faithfulness? The first dimension is called Search. Mary was faithful first of all when she began, lovingly, to seek the deep sense of God's plan in her and for the world. Quomodo fiet? How shall this be?, she asked the Angel of the Annunciation.

The second dimension of faithfulness is called reception, acceptance. The quomodo fiet? is changed, on Mary's lips, to a fiat: Let it be done, I am ready, I accept. This is the crucial moment of faithfulness, the moment in which humankind perceived that he or she will never completely understand the 'how'; that there are in God's plan more areas of mystery than of clarity; that, however he or she may try, he will never succeed in understanding it completely.

The third dimension of faithfulness is consistency to live in accordance with what one believes; to adapt one's own life to the object of one's adherence. To accept misunderstanding, persecutions, rather than a break between what one practices and what one believes: this is consistency.

But all faithfulness must past the most exacting test, that of duration. Therefore the fourth dimension of faithfulness is constancy. It is easy to be consistent for a day or two. It is difficult and important to be consistent for one's whole life. It is easy to be consistent in the hour of enthusiasm, it is difficult to be so in the hour of tribulation. And only a consistency that lasts throughout the whole of life can be called faithfulness. Mary's 'fiat' in the Annunciation finds its fullness in the silent 'fiat' that she repeats at the foot of the Cross."

I love you all! Have an awesome day!

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Sacrifice by Elton John

It's a human sign
When things go wrong
When the scent of her lingers
And temptation's strong
Into the boundary
Of each married man
Sweet deceit comes calling
And negativity lands
Cold cold heart
Hard done by you
Some things look better baby
Just passing through
And it's no sacrifice
Just a simple word
It's two hearts living
In two separate worlds
But it's no sacrifice
No sacrifice
It's no sacrifice at all
Mutual misunderstanding
After the fact
Sensitivity builds a prison
In the final act
We lose direction
No stone unturned
No tears to damn you
When jealousy burns

It is interesting how Elton John captures the difficulty of marriage in staying chaste and lauding it above the easy "passing through" as no sacrifice. Sensitivity builds a prison... I think that he is talking about the trust relationship being shattered and the spouses closing themselves off from each other, a prison that is built in the final act... maybe refering to the illict act? Maybe the physical in general? Hmm.

I'm not entirely sure about the last four lines. Maybe it is the search for evidence of an affair and the knowledge unevidenced. Maybe it is the reaction of the spouse to the one who was the object of the illict relationship.

Whew! See, I count this as awesome evidence of the power of the theology of the body. Sadly it is too removed for most people to use as a hard case. But it seem that the vast amount of this type of evidence would be enough to show for something.

Ahh well.