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The Highest Form of Hope

... not just wishful thinking

 

Jumping the Shark


Tonight is The Office season premiere and I am at the edge of my seat in anticipation - I'm hoping and praying with all my might that the writers will find a plausible way to keep Jim and Pam apart for one more season and then end the series. Yes, I am a cruel, heartless, anti-romantic person, but the show will likely die if the sexual tension between Pam and Jim is cut short. Obviously, this can't go on forever though. I think the American writers should take a page from the British series (it was, I think, 6 episodes long) and end it before it looses its spark.

There was a debate of this nature on Q this afternoon. As well as discussing my favorite TV comedy, Jian revealed his love for Martha Wainwright and played my favorite Bjork song... Just another sign he is a kindred spirit... I wish Noah would stop pulling the plug on my stereo so I could actually listen to CBC radio.

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Art and Worship


Recently a friend phoned me up to ask if I would be interested in being involved in an upcoming women's retreat. She wanted to know if I would, as part of the worship service, paint or draw something to music. She explained that she thought it might be good to explore different modes of worship. Stretching our views on worship beyond choruses and hymns (though this tradition is extremely important) is a sentiment that I would whole-heartedly agree with.

But, as I shared with her, something in me is extremely uncomfortable with this certain way of "doing art" (or doing worship). I've been asked to do this before and have declined (citing mostly stage fright). For a long time I couldn't put my finger on what exactly made me feel so uncomfortable with this idea. I thought that maybe I saw it as a possible venue for "showing off" or that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to produce something worth-while within such a short time frame. Both of these reasons are probably valid enough, but there was something more...

I think this type of activity propagates a myth about both art and worship. It tells us that art is something immediate, an expression of the inexpressible. That, for those blessed with ability, art flows from them naturally (or effortlessly). I'm not suggesting that expressionism is not art. I just think that in a culture so bent on immediate gratification, it important to realize that things of beauty and worth take time, effort, and thought (not that I think I've attained any of this).

If anyone thinks that art is an "effortless expression" I implore you to come and visit me on Tuesday morning while I procrastinate finishing about six different pieces and stare at the many failed attempts pinned to the walls of my "studio" (which is a leaky spare bedroom in our basement). It's not unusual for a piece to spend at least four months in development before I touch paintbrush to canvas (sometimes even years). Anyone who writes poetry, prose, or music can tell you the same thing.

It's interesting that it is the same myth when it comes to worship. Worship as an immediate expression - as an individual reaction to God. And sometimes it is. But most often, a life of worship is one of discipline. Worship takes time, thought, prayer, and obedience - in whatever form that may entail. It is out of these things that an immediate expression may occur - when the words of an old hymn hit your heart like a freight train, or a summer rainstorm makes you weep.

So I expressed these thoughts (much condensed) to my friend. We had a wonderful conversation and settled on something that we both can be very happy about. I am looking forward to participating! (I am also looking forward to hanging out with the wonderful and amazing women of my church and did I mention no kids?) I was very encouraged and touched by her (and the women's ministry committee) commitment to expanding our understanding of worship.

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I've been to services where there are papers pinned on the walls and people are supplied with paint and brushes and encouraged to express their worship as a chorus is sung again and again. I'm sure that there are those who have felt a certain freedom when given this opportunity and I would in no way seek to undermine a significant spiritual experience for anyone. But the resulting product (the artwork) of such a service has significance only for the individual who produced it within that particular moment. More often than not, these papers are crumpled up and sent to the recycling bin once they start getting in the way. The moment of expression has passed.

If this is the only way we can incorporate art into a greater attitude of worship, our understanding of both art and worship is severely limited. What about investing time, thought, and effort into making something of value that can speak to both congregation and community? What about producing something that retains its meaning and beauty for years and that continuously calls one to worship? It is certainly possible. I think it was done once or twice before.

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Noah Morgun... Party Animal





Here's Noah at his first of many birthday parties. He's clearly the life of the party; schmoozing with all the a-list guests like Grandma Kaysie and Baba Elena, sampling the cuisine, drinking milk like there's no tomorrow... Famed cake designer Jessica Morgun produced a one-of-a-kind custom "diaper cake" in honor of Noah's favorite couture.

He was of course showered with the choicest gifts - a European design tractor and cow set, a rare poison dart frog puppet and an all terrain vehicle. No expense was spared in this celebrity studded extravaganza!

His brother Sasha narrowly survived not being the center of attention for two hours but ended the evening gracefully as he sat down to enjoy some jelly bellies and quietly played with Noah's gifts.

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#1


Happy first birthday Noah! I can't believe it's been a year... You've changed so much. You're a very independent little man; you've been crawling up and down stairs, you can feed yourself, you play with cars and trucks and you love to wrestle!

Just yesterday you said your first word - Truck! Way to go buddy!

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Jessica's High Fives



www.engrish.com... always there to lighten up even the dullest of days.


5 Things you can't live without for under $10:


I don't know about the "can live without" - Technically I could live without these things, but my life would not be nearly as rich...

1. paper
2. JIFF peanut butter
3. St. Ives moisturizer
4. Cetaphil (its more like 12$ but it's worth it)
5. Pencils

5 Favorite Movies

It PAINS me to reduce the list to five... so difficult...

1. Pan's Labyrinth
2. Sense and Sensibility
3. Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon
4. Children of Men
5. City of God

5 Favorite Baby names that I will not use in the future.

1. Averill
2. Violet
3. Amelia
4. Anya
5. Iris

Notice they're all girl names. Sigh.

5 Songs I could listen to over and over again

1. Fix You - Coldplay
2. Electrical Storm - U2
3. All I Want is You - U2
4. 1234 - Fiest
5. Here with Me - Dido

5 People who have had a big positive influence on my life.

1. Paul
2. Sasha and Noah
3. JP
4. My mom
5. Sarah G.

5 items in my purse at all times.

1. Compressed Powder
2. Old student loan receipt
3. Pen
4. My Fabricland members card
5. My nifty brush/comb contraption

5 Moments when you knew your life changed forever.

1. When I tapped JP on the shoulder and asked her name on the first day of Kindergarten. And then she shushed me. How JP - ish!
2. When I asked Paul if I could see his sketchbook sometime. Lamest pickup line ever.
3. The first time I picked up a pencil.
4. My baptism.
5. Becoming a mom.

5 Books I would like to read or are in the middle of reading.

1. I know everyone is tired of hearing about my ongoing saga of reading through The Beauty of the Infinite, but it's the best book I've read in a long time. I'm sorry I'm still reading it. I'll try to finish. Honest.
2. Mere Christianity - I know! It's very embarrassing that I've never read this classic but it's true.
3. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
4. Life of Pi - Yann Martel
5. Snow - Orhan Pamuk

5 Obsessions(that I will admit to) that I have right now

1. Concord Grapes (much to my stomach's dismay)
2. Looking for the perfect boots
3. Blogging
4. Planning a trip
5. Green Tea (with milk and sugar)

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The "Optics" of Christian Ethics

Marc Chagall - I and the Village 1911

A great reminder from my seemingly never ending reading of The Beauty of the Infinite... Ethics is about seeing.

Hart is not the first to describe ethics as optics but the way he puts it really struck me today. It is so difficult to navigate the forays of our Western world while trying to figure out how to live as a Christian. Certainly a list of rules or obligations or responsibilities or even rights doesn't seem to adequately state the way in which we should treat each other. Especially in our postmodern setting as we are struggling to understand our calling to be the church.

But seeing is altogether different. To see in every person the image, the gift of being, as other appearing "within the infinite as a unique instance and inflection of the beautiful - that the other is recognized as the object of infinite regard". All hierarchy is disrupted, no longer ordering persons as "high", "low", "worthy" or "worthless" in Christ - the form of God and the form of a slave. The themes of sight and blindness, hearing and deafness, so often repeated in the gospels calls one to see beauty in the lowliest of forms. And once one sees, one can see nothing else and it becomes impossible (or intolerable) to act as if one does not see.

This vision "finds within every other the glory of the transcendent other, and which cannot turn away from the other because it has learned to see the in the other the beauty of the crucified. Because the God who goes to the death in the form of a slave breaks open hearts, every face becomes an icon: a beauty that is infinite. If the knowledge of the light of the glory of God is given in the face of Jesus (2 Cor 4:6), it is a knowledge that allows every other face to be seen in the light of that glory."

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