conceptions
kt: i wonder if immaculate conception is covered under maternity policy insurance?
me: nah... i'm thinking that would fall under "acts of God".
what if Jesus were born today? the insurance nightmares would be horrendous.
untitled 8
"It is, I think, that we are all so alone in what lies deepest in our souls, so unable to find the words, and perhaps the courage to speak with unlocked hearts, that we don't know at all that it is the same with others."
- Sheldon VanAuken, A Severe Mercy
[via postsecret]
substance
"the day you eat of the fruit of that tree you will not surely die"
and that jesus christ was a white middle-class republican
and if you wanna be saved you have to learn to be like him
- derek webb, "a king and a kingdom" from mockingbird
so this weekend i was privileged enough to meet and hang out with the inimitable tb, and later in the evening we were privileged enough to hear and enjoy the unflappable dw. both of these individuals are adorable enough to make me want to put them in my pocket and take them home, but they are both so much larger than life that it's clearly impossible.
it was a cozy, enjoyable, and slightly odd concert. after the opening act, derek's wife sandra performed a few of her songs with him accompanying; then the roles were reversed and it was derek's turn. opening with "nobody loves me", he then took "requests" from the crowd, even going so far as to feign writing the cacophony of demands in a little spiral notebook. he played four or five more songs from his old solo albums and caedmon's days, interspersed with typical charming banter throughout. then he announced that this concert was going to be a little different; after a five minute break, he and sandra were going to be playing straight through his newest album, mockingbird.
i mean, who DOES things like this?
he wasn't kidding. they played it through, top to bottom, for the remainder of the concert. no witty jokes or stories or explanations between songs, just straight up music. i'll admit... i was a little perturbed. i wanted to hear him speak! to hear his stories! his philosophy! his theology! hell, i could just go out to my car and listen to the cd. regardless, it was interesting to hear the songs stripped down to acoustic guitars, keys, and vocals. and i always love watching the passion with which songwriters perform their art.
on my drive home from columbus the next morning, i reflected on the concert and processed my thoughts on it. i'd purchased mockingbird when it was released in december, and i'm sad to say i had not really been a fan of the album as a whole. now i think i realize that the problem was that i wasn't actually looking at the album as a whole. derek's first solo album, she must and shall go free, was quite obviously a theme album, that theme being the Church. his second, i see things upside down, was in my opinion a little less theme based... or, in my mind, it was more of a "normal" cd. so i came into mockingbird intending to listen to it as a "normal" cd: some songs thrown on a record because they all happened to be written around the same time. as it turns out, i completely missed the point.
this cd is challenging. people have gotten up en masse and walked right out during the performance of "a king and a kingdom" [see relevant article here]. derek speaks up about war, politics, idolatry, nationalism, poverty, social justice... he touches on just about everything you don't hear talked about in most christian circles [at least, not in this way]. to say this record is thought provoking would be an understatement.
standing up and playing straight through an album that goes so boldly against the grain takes a lot of guts. and it shows just how deeply derek believes in the songs he is writing, and what a concentrated effort he put into this album. so even though i missed out on the thoughts and stories that might otherwise have been shared, i realized on the drive home that i have gained a far better appreciation of derek webb's latest musical efforts. needless to say, mockingbird has been in heavy rotation around these parts.
although... i still really want to tuck him away in my pocket.
[click here for the full transcript of relevant magazine's interview with derek.]
meh
did i miss somewhere that it's Operate Your Motor Vehicle Like A Moron season? really, i just need you out of my way and then i'll be fine. sheesh.
anti-busy
people, I am a firm believer that you can make time for the things you care about. but there's no use in trying to cram your week so full of good things that those good things turn sour.
selah.
- via rachel
ding ding ding.
i'm trying to live life in an anti-busy way. with so many people around me who are far busier, i feel a little lazy sometimes. but it keeps me sane and grounded and that's enough reason for me.
now, i fully realize that i have far less responsibilities than many others, so i have the liberty to say no and take time for myself. and i think i'll take advantage of that for as long as i can.
sweet
boss on vacation. uninterrupted stretches of work. and sometimes play. yesssssss.
technology
clutter
so it's probably not a good sign when you don't even have enough space to run a disk defragmentation, yeah?
tuesdays:
henceforth known as monday 2.0.
hard-boiled
"It is no good asking for a simple religion. After all, real things are not simple.
[...]
'I'm ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don't accept His claim to be God'... is the one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic -- on a level with the man who says he is a poached egg -- or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God: or else a madman or something worse. You can shut Him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. But let us not come with any patronising nonsense about His being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to."
- from Mere Christianity, C. S. Lewis