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Saturday, February 21, 2009
More Sunflower Moments
Today I have my grandson here and Mike, Kimmy, Michelle, Brian, Kozmo, the dog, and it is busy, busy, busy! But my son, Matt, is still in NYC and not here with us. It is his 27th birthday today! I can hardly believe that I have a 27 year old child! I hope he is celebrating safely and happily where he is! I am having a "sunflower moment" looking at my grandson, Jack, and noticing that he looks a great deal like Matt did as a baby!
Saturday, January 31, 2009
A Quiet Saturday Morning
Oh the joys of Saturdays, when you can turn off the alarm and not have to get up at a particular time! Today I stayed in bed until almost 8:00! It was nice. I laid there feeling the beating of my heart under the warm covers. I recalled a discussion I'd recently had about how our hearts can beat away in unceasing prayer without our conscious thought. I felt thankful that God was listening to my heart beat out its concerns and constant prayers. The pacemaker helping to keep it going without my thought or help. God is at work through technology.
God teaches us to take a day off from work, Sabbath. Sometimes my Sundays are so busy...out the door early to practice with the singers at church, worshipping together, busy shopping and finishing up home projects and grading papers for Monday, meetings in the evening...too much to do that it is not much of a Sabbath! Saturday works better for me and I'm taking a break today to get back to writing, thinking and connecting with a slower pace.
"Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me---watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly." Matthew 11:28 The Message
When at work, if He is with me, and I believe He is (the constant beating of my heart in unceasing prayer) I can experience rest. When I am at home, preparing a meal, exercising, talking; He is a constant and I am learning the "unforced rhythms of grace" the rhythms of my own body, breath and heart, muscles and bones, words and thoughts.
I called my son yesterday to check on him and he didn't call me back right away. My mind does strange things to me when he doesn't answer and I started on that dangerous pathway of thought again, "What is he doing? Where is he? Why isn't he answering the phone? Is he okay? Had he run off? If he doesn't call back, I'm going to cut him off!" On and on the thoughts began.
Then I stopped and took a deep breath, and asked God to just take the thoughts away from me. I actually raised up my arms, palms upward, and gave my thoughts, my cares and my crazy projections up to God. He took them and I was fine. My heart was still praying, but my mind was a bit calmer. Sabbath rest. Rest in Him. It can truly begin to happen for us if we can surrender.
Maybe that's what it means to live freely and lightly...in Him. I have been talking to my beautiful daughter lately about life and the ups and downs of it all. She has a beautiful baby boy, a caring husband, a good job, a home, basically she has it all! Yet she is still feeling a void in her life, the spark is dying down. She feels stress, not rest. I keep telling her to just "go with the flow". She is still trying to stay in charge of her life. We talked about the spiritual side of all of this and I know she misses the active presence of God in her life. So my heart beats everyday with a silent prayer for her also...
"Lord, find her and bring Your rest to her. Help her to trust YOU and learn to live freely and lightly with You by her side. All of the "things" of her life will work out as You would have them work out. I have learned this lesson through years of living. I trust that You will help her."
Again, I lift up my arms, pray and trust. My tendencies to want to do it all and be all to my family have come to haunt me again. Again, I must surrender it all you the Lord. I am not in control. God is.
My middle son is in NYC preparing to fly to Switzerland for a special music festival and he is presenting a special music program for his work this week as well. I know that You will be with him in all that he does. I wish for him success and a profitable trip. It is hard to let go and to trust. I must. God knows I care for him so very much. Again and again, my hands extend toward God and I surrender to His will.
My mom had her 83rd birthday yesterday. I am so thankful for her continued health and activity. Yet there are times when I worry. At least with her, I know for sure she is always with God's spirit. Surrender.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
God with us!
"Behold the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel." which is translated, "God with us."Matthew 1:23
I'm sitting listening to Christmas music on the radio,there are many songs about the baby, Jesus. This is Jack's first Christmas with us and I must confess it is truly one of the miracles of God to hold a baby in your arms. (At least for me!) God was pretty wise, of course, in coming to us in the form of a newborn baby. He knew that we are all so drawn into a baby in our midst. I'm actually sitting with Jack right next to me and he is looking at me, smiling, and grabbing for my glasses! It's the smile that grabs the heart! When we were at the mall the other day, many people stopped and engaged in pleasant conversation with the baby and he just smiled and cooed in baby talk right back the them...so cute, so loving, so innocent. I cant' imagine any miracle more profound than the birth of a child...at least none that I've experienced. I was in awe at each of my children's births and the birth of my grandson. Isn't each and every birth special? Truly God's love for us in the birth of his son and the celebration that we engage in, is worthy of special attention. God with us.
I love the chaos of having all of my children home. Wild as it seems in the morning or around mealtime, I am relishing in the sounds of them all being here, home. Things are a mess here, there are clothes, dishes, people all over the house. Just when I feel overwhelmed, I tell myself I love it, I will survive. God with us.
The pets my daughter brought with her remind me of the craziness that Mary and Joseph must have experienced in the stable behind the inn. The animals make noise chase each other around, demand attention, need to go out into the cold, have their feet wiped off....if you have animals, you get the picture. The smells, the noises, all add to the chaos but also add to the atmosphere of home. God with us.
Even the beautiful snow that continues to fall outside brings its own beauty and splendor, a celebration of its own! God reminds us that He is in control of all of the universe, the splendor and the terror of weather out of control. I see the clean, white snowflakes falling nonstop and think of God's power, God's ability to cleanse us white as snow. Beautiful, mysterious, God's presence made known to us yet again. God with us.
Early this morning, I had a few moments alone with God. I savored the time. The lights on the Christmas tree made me feel like it was a special time. In the quiet, in the silence, I felt His presence in my life. I am grateful. God with us.
So this Christmas, as you hold a baby in your arms (borrow one if you have to!), spend chaotic family time with those you love and don't often see, enjoy and care for your pets, look out at the wintery weather, or spend time alone with God, rest assured that He is in our midst each and every day!
Blessings to everyone this Christmas eve!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Skeletons new album, Money
Rich people think they are wise,
but a poor person with discernment
can see right through them.
Proverbs 28:11
I am the recent recipient of a wonderful gift, my son, Matthew, has just released a new CD and he left one on the table when he was in town with his band to do a show in Chicago. I opened the CD one morning and took one look at the inside cover artwork and was immediately appalled. The drawings on the inside of the CD were in my opinion, pornographic and inappropriate. I was immediately turned off and put the CD down. I did not listen to it on that day, not for many days actually,....I did not understand.
Several weeks later, at the end of their tour across the country. Matt's band was again in Chicago and I had the opportunity to go to see him perform live in a bar in downtown Chicago. I usually don't venture out to these types of situations, but on that day, I decided to support my son and see what this was all about. On the way downtown, my younger son, Mike, popped the CD into my player and we listened to it in the car on the way to the show. I must admit, I was pleasantly surprised by the music. I promised myself that I would write a review of his music from my personal perspective....his mother. It should be interesting. I don't know if I will ever understand it completely, but I do know that music is very personal and that I can hear my son's lament in the words and tones of his music. About this, I will attempt to write on this blog.
The first impression that I have is that the music on this CD cannot be compared to any other music that I have heard. There are many sounds that come through the speakers and the way they flow together is just part of who my son is. Matt has always taken sounds...like the horns from the traffic in NYC to the birds chirping in the back yard and blended it into his music. The "music" is a mixture of his own inner rhythms, drum beats, chords, sounds, and clanking radiator pipes. Some critics have likened the music to jazz, and there is some of that feel to it. It also is a noisy blend of sounds, instruments, chords, and irregular beats. I resonate with it as it sounds a bit like my own irregular heartbeat. Matt has always, since he was a very young child, been able to put sounds together in interesting and unusual ways. I admire this talent of his. Some of the music is not easy to listen to. Some of it is loud and dissonnant. Some of it is jazzy. Some of it is sweet and pleasant. All of it is Matt and his fellow band members, expressing their own sound, their own way. Some of it I don't understand, but I do find it interesting. My favorite tune is track 8, "The Masks". I' ll speak of that later. I am no music critic, however, but I do appreciate the artistry and the poetry of this album.
The first few lines of the CD are softly sung by my son as a lament for the lack of " things" in his life...in fact the entire CD is a lashing out and a frustration against the draw of material "things" in his life. He sings:
Fill my pockets FULL
maybe if I prayed the sun would shine for me? take away all the things that trouble me?
Fill my pockets FULL
my fridge with food to eat?
but I don't have the time.
I believe that Matt is struggling to survive, literally, to have enough money to pay the bills, buy food, and have a roof over his head. Somehow the things he wants to do in life have become attached to the need to have enough...enough of the "Things" he needs. He doesn't want to "sell out" to the media...to the materialistic world and compromise his music, his style, to be what the world tells him to be. Somehow prayer doesn't seem to be a priority to him...or maybe there is not enough FAITH there, to accept that God will and does provide. He has and He will.
As I said earlier, I interpret this whole CD as an outcry against the materialism of this world. Even the distasteful inner packaging with the pictures I find so outrageous are a wrap up of the whole SEX, MONEY and PACKAGING, that it takes these "things", false pretenses, outward signs, money, to survive in this world. The pictures have a certain "shock" value because when you open the CD you don't expect it. It also sends a message that the material within will be something "enticing" when it is not about that. "This" is really about "That". It always seems to work that way.
In God's word we find almost the very same message: 1 Peter 3:3-4
Don't be concerned about the outward beauty of fancy hairstyles,
expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes.
You should clothe yourselves instead with the beauty that comes from within,
the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit,
which is do precious to God.
I'm sure my son will cringe as I compare his lyrics to Bible verses, but I did make a connection there and this is where I am at in my life. I especially felt this message on Track 3 where the lyrics speak of the
blackest of the berries lie closest to the ground the weight of their
juice brings all the branches down
the best form a pillow for the rest to fall down
on and on and on and
THEY'RE USING YOU!
as a rung
each step a fleshy one
the bees are just there
to scare you.
As I attempt to interpret that in my "motherly" manner, I perceive the "blackest of the berries" to be the best and the juiciest ones. These end up on the ground and the rest of the berries land on top of them. The line "THEY'RE USING YOU!" makes me think that the song refers to being good, either good in your soul, or good at what you do, and having others use you for their own benefit. The "bees" that fly around and annoy and scare you, but don't really do you much harm.
These "bees" could be little small annoyances that can get you down, scare you, but really don't do you any harm. It's the other berries you need to watch out for! I'm not sure that I have it right, but it is an interesting thought. As I mentioned, this is interesting music with thought provoking lyrics.
On track two, "The THINGS", Matt writes of the way the large "Things" in life overtake you slowly without really noticing the changes.
The THINGS
you don't even notice slides in all glacier like. you like the
moment that catches on like a grease fire.
But it breathes down your backhand whispers in your ear
and tries to tell you
things
tell you THESE things
Perhaps the "THINGS" he is referring to is that inner knowledge of how to handle the things of the real world. How to get things, how to manage things, how to achieve things, how to know what life is all about. It is that illusive knowledge that we never realize we have...like we think someone else is so much smarter about life than we are....we waste a lot of time trying to get somewhere that we fail to see how far we've already come. We want to get things...but we look past what is in front of us! I think I understand that feeling. The "THINGS" are the secrets of life that we cannot really figure out. Matt's lyrics continue:
the parents of your parent's parent's parents know
THESE THINGS
the children of rich men know
THESE THINGS
THINGS this big move so slow you can't tell they
move at all.
As Matt's parent, I for one have not figured these "THINGS" out. Perhaps Matt thinks we have things figured out...but we don't know anything, really. For me, being able to give my uncertainties up to the God of my understanding, helps me when the "THINGS" are just too big for my little human brain and body to process. Some things are just too big for us to know. I think the lyrics also refer to a larger than us reference:
I've seen the moon get bright and act like a searchlight looking for all the things
lost in the night, looking for the dead men stuck to the river's floor,
looking for reasons, looking for reasons, looking for...
Perhaps the moon and the searchlight are metaphors for a God...I'm not sure...perhaps just for man searching for reasons....constantly searching.
Daniel 2:22
He reveals deep and mysterious
things
and know what lies hidden in
darkness,
though he is surrounded by light.
Maybe I have the answer that works for me, that helps me understand. Perhaps I don't. I believe that Matt is still searching and hoping that there is a "searchlight" out there looking for reasons.
Track 8 is by far, my favorite. It is a soft, sweet tune and the words are beautiful. Matt's singing is clear and emotive. I like that. This song speaks of coming into yourself and feeling comfortable in your own skin...knowing your true authentic self.
you got my time if you want it you got my faith too, to do this
we'll build a home in the space around us
no matter how small the room
then your act becomes true
the masks melt down
It is really a love song, too....about a love so deep that you can be your true self in that place you share together.
You can only act so much when a love gets deep.
I don't know why this song touched me so...perhaps I am just so mainstream that the soft sweet melody and the pretty lyrics just touched me. I hope you'll take a listen to this song. http://www.skeletons.tv
One other song on this new album is worth mentioning as well. I think of it as a "HOPE" song. I am a big fan of hope. I always find something to be hopeful about. This song is called "STEPPER" and is track 4. It has a great rhythm and interesting lyrics as well. It really speaks of keeping on in the face of continual struggles. All he hoped for was a big box of "Normal", but never got it. Instead he says:
I don't even care if I bump into whatever's near I'm gonna keep moving!
I'm not one to give up you know me better than that!
I'm working!
I need that check at the end of the month.
I'm gonna keep moving!
I'm gonna get paid enough to survive so I quit complaining for once in my life.
So he's going to keep moving forward, working hard, getting by, I just hope he doesn't lose sight of the joys of the here and now. It was fun to be in Chicago and to see all of the young people who came to support him and his music. Many of his friends from childhood who are still in the Chicago area came to the show. It was a great moment, a reunion of sorts, and I think we all need to stop and relax and just be in the moment. I saw my son do that as he performed his music...lost in the sounds and the production of it. It was a good moment for me to see as his mom. For me, seeing him in his element, was a "sunflower moment"...one of those rare moments when you can see that things are as they should be, for the moment, and you can enjoy something different just for what it is.
So, if you want to listen to something very interesting and musically its own rare breed, feel free to visit their website. Skeleton's "Money" has been released by Tomlab.
(Hey, Matt, know that I love you and that I don't really understand what it all means, this is just my take on it. I enjoyed it! Take it for what it's worth but not too much too heart.)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Another Quiet Evening
| The In-laws, Two Special People |
I'm reading emails and surprisingly, some of the stuff that is shared really touched my heart! One of my friends was speaking about her mother in law who just recently passed away on Saturday. She regretted that she had never told her mother in law how much she appreciated her for the many reasons that made her special.
Now she is no longer with them.
Now she is no longer with them.
I began to think. Have I communicated to Doug's parents just how much I love and appreciate them? Have I thanked them for raising a good man, a good father, a wonderful husband? Have I let them know how much I appreciated being welcomed into their family and accepted as a daughter in law? Have I told them that they have had such a powerfully positive influence on my children? I believe I need to do it today...or very, very soon. Life is too short and we take these special people for granted sometimes. Doug's dad is recovering from pneumonia and is in the hospital right now. Why is it so hard to speak the things that are on our minds in the present moment? Why do we choke on these words of love and reflection until often it is too late? I pray that God will give me the chance to speak these kind words to Doug's parents before it is too late.
I just hope they don't think I'm being weird! (I guess there are worse things to be!) I'd better get on it! PEACE!
Monday, November 3, 2008
A Prayer for our Nation
I am not much of a political fanatic at all, but tonight, on the eve of a very big election, I feel the need to just add a prayer for our nation to the airwaves. No matter the outcome of tomorrow's election, I know that our country, government, president-to-be and all persons involved in government need our constant uplifting of them in prayer.
God, bless our nation as we go forward tomorrow and vote to choose a new president that we all do so with the best of intentions and a positive hope for the future. Help us all to accept the outcome and support our new president, whatever the outcome be. Keep our country strong and focused on helpful and positive agendas that further the rights of all Americans. Bless our new president and hold him firmly close to you as we move into a new administration. Amen
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Face to Face with Mortality
Last week I was driving home from work. It was a beautiful, cool, sunny fall day. I was listening to the radio and minding my own business. At a stoplight, as I was waiting for the light to change and the traffic to move on, I was rammed from behind by a Ford 150 pick-up truck! After the hit from behind, my car slammed into the car in front of me as well...so I was hit on both ends. For a moment I just sat there and stared into space....a bit shaken up, I finally got out of the car and came face to face with the man who hit me and the woman who I hit. I took one look at my car and suddenly felt so sad. I really have an emotional attachment to that car! As the paramedic checked me out, he said to me, "Cars can be replaced, you cannot be! Are you all right?" Yes, I was and I am. I have been thinking about my own mortality though during the past few weeks and months. Maybe I am feeling like I'm on the other side of the hill now, heading for the grave someday. I always thought that would be later rather than sooner, and I hope it will be, but I doubt that I will live another 56 years! So I am getting closer to that time. I know I am not afraid...it's just that I'm not ready yet! Things can happen so quickly! I sat on the grass the other day, just praising God for protecting me and keeping me safe....for now!
Psalm 23
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall not fear for thou art with me..."
Thanks be to God for walking, (and driving) with me!
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