Monday, December 14, 2009

Great Poem

If

Rudyard Kipling

written in 1910 for his 12 years-old son John



If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools,

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with cowards and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

Saturday, December 12, 2009

The New Name

(An adaptation of a work by George MacDonald)

To he that overcomes, I will give a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knows except he who receives it. Revelation 2:17

In the giving of the white stone with the new name in it, God communicates to the recipient His intimate thought about him. It is a Divine judgment, a solemn “holy doom” of a righteous man. It is God’s call of “Come, blessed one” spoken to the individual.

In order to understand this, we must first understand the idea of a name, that is, what is the perfect notion of a name. Since the mystical energy of a saintly mind is telling the story of God giving the gift of a name, we must understand that the essence of the thing is intended, not a sub definition or imitation.

In this world a name of the ordinary kind describes nothing of the true essence of the person to whom it is attached. It is only a label by which one person and a scrap of their history may be differentiated from another person and their life history. The true name is one that expresses the character, the nature, the being, and the meaning of the person who bears it. It is each person’s own symbol, his soul’s picture. In a word, the true name is the sign which belongs to each individual and to no one else.

Who can give a man this, his own true name? It can be none other than God alone. No one but God fully sees what each man is. No one but God could fully express in a “name-word” the sum and harmony of what He sees. To whom is this name given? To “he that overcomes”. When is it given? When he has overcome. Does God not know what a man is going to become? Yes, He knows as surely as he sees the oak that he put in the heart of the acorn. Why then does He wait until the man has become his true self by overcoming before he settles on what the man’s name shall be? He does not wait; He knows the name from the start. However, just as repentance comes to a man through God’s pardon, - yet the man becomes aware of the pardon only after he repents. So it is only when a man has become his name that God gives him the stone with the name upon it. It is only then that he can understand what the name signifies. It is the blossom, the perfection, and the completion of the man that determines the name; and God foresees that from the start, because He made it so. However, the tree of the soul, before it blossoms, cannot understand what type of blossom it will bear, just as the man, if shown his true name too soon, could not know what the word meant because the word represents an unarrived at completeness of self. The True Name cannot be given until the man is the name.

God’s name for a man must then be the expression in a mystical word of his own idea of the man. It is the very idea God had in his thoughts when he began to make the child, and that He kept in His thoughts through the long process of creation that went into the realization of the idea. To tell the man his name is to seal the success- to say, “In thee also, I am well pleased.”

We must however look deeper still for the fullness of the meaning of all this. We shall not look long before we find that the True Name is a mystic symbol which has for it’s central significance the reality of the personal and individual relationship of every man with his God. To him who offers to the God of the living, his own self as a sacrifice, to him that overcomes, to him who brought his life back to it’s source, to him who knows that he is one of God’s children, to him that is a person of the Father’s making, to him the Lord gives the white stone. To him who climbs on the stair of all his God-born efforts and God-given victories, up to the height of his being- which is to look face to face upon the image of his ideal self held in the heart of the Father, realized in him through the Father’s love – to him God gives the New Name (written on the white stone).

We leave this line of thought for now, because the following section embraces and intensifies the idea of the individuality of our relationship with God in a fuller development of truth. The name is one “which no man knows except he who receives it.” Not only does each man have an individual relationship with God, but also each man has a very particular relationship to God. He is to God a particular being, made after his own fashion and that of no one else; for when he is perfected he shall receive the new name which no one else can understand. Therefore, he can worship God as no other person can worship Him, can understand God as no other man can understand Him. This or that person may understand God more, may understand God better, but no other person can understand God as he understands Him.

I pray, God give me the grace to be humble before you, my brother and sister, that I not drag a false image of you before the judgment seat of an unjust judge, but look up to you for what revelation of God you and no one else can give.

As the fir tree lifts itself up with a far different need than the palm tree, so each person stands before God and lifts up a different humanity to the common Father. For each person God has a different response. With every man He has a secret- the secret of the new name. In every person there is a loneliness, an inner chamber of particular life into which only God can enter. It is not the innermost chamber, but a chamber into which no brother or sister can come.

From this it follows that there is a chamber in God Himself, into which none can enter but the one, the individual, the particular person- out of which chamber that person is able to bring revelation and strength for his brethren. This is the purpose for which he was made – to reveal the secret things of the Father. By his creation then, each man is isolated with God. Each person, in respect of his particular identity, can say “my God” and can come to Him alone and speak with Him face to face, just like a man speaks with his friend. God does not lump men together. When He speaks of gathered men, it is as a spiritual body. For in a body every smallest portion is individual and therefore capable of forming a part of the body.

Each of us is a distinct flower or tree in the spiritual garden of God… precious, each for his own sake, in the eyes of He who is even now making us. Each of us is watered and shone upon and filled with life for the sake of his flower, His completed creation, which will blossom out of him at last, to the glory and pleasure of the great gardener. For each has within him a secret of the divinity; each is growing toward the revelation of that secret and so to the full reception, according to his measure, of the divine. Every moment that a person is dedicated to their true self, some new ray of light reflects off of the white stone and illuminates their (inward eye) mind, conscience and soul, some fresh channel is opened and made ready for the flowering of a soul, which is the conscious offering of the whole self, in all beauty, to the maker. In God’s sight each man has great worth. Human life and action, thought and intent are sacred. What a glorious end awaits us! To have an awareness of our True-self being flashed into us from the thought of God! Surely, to know what He thinks about us will dissolve any of our own opinions about ourselves. Thus, we should start holding our opinions loosely now, and be ready to let them go.

Some might say, “But is there not the worst of all dangers involved in such teaching – the danger of spiritual pride?” Are we to refuse the Holy Spirit for the fear of pride? Pride springs from supposed success when one has aimed high: with attainment itself comes humility. However, here there is no room for ambition. Ambition in the desire to be above ones neighbor: and here there is no possibility of compassion with one’s neighbor: no one knows what the white stone contains except the one who receives it. There is room for endless aspiration towards an unseen ideal: none for ambition. Ambition wants to be higher than others; aspiration just wants to be high. Relative worth is not only unknown, but to the children of the kingdom it is unknowable. Each mistakes others as being better than themselves. How can a summer rose compare itself to the snowdrop, who rises with hanging head from the snow? Both are God’s thoughts; both are dear to Him; both are needful to the completeness of His earth and his revelation of Himself. “God has cared to make me for himself” says the victor with the white stone, “And has called me. What does it matter whether I am called to be like the grass of the field, or an eagle of the air? A stone to build into His temple, or a great cloud to wield His thunder? I am His. His idea, His making; perfect in my kind, perfect in His sight; full of Him, revealing Him, alone with Him. Let Him call me what He will. The name shall be as precious as my life. I seek no more.”

All anxiety about what others think of us will be gone. It is enough that God thinks about us. To be something to God – is that not praise enough? To be a thing that God cares for and would like to have totally to himself because it is worth caring for – is that life not enough?

However, man will not be isolated from his fellow either. Each will feel the sacredness and awe of his neighbor’s dark and silent speech with his God. Each will regard the other as a prophet, and look to him for what the Lord has spoken. Each, as a high priest returning from his Holy of Holies, will bring from his communion some glad tidings, some gospel of truth, which, when spoken his neighbors shall receive and understand. Each will behold in the other a marvel of revelation, a present son or daughter of the most high, who has come forth to reveal him afresh. In God we each will come closer to each other.

* Lord help us. Make our being grow into your likeness. Despite times of strife and times of growth, let us at last see your face and receive the white stone from your hand. So we may grow, give us each day our daily bread. Fill us with the words that proceed out of your mouth. Help us to lay up treasures in heaven where neither moth nor rust shall corrupt. Amen

12 Ways to Know God


by Peter Kreeft

"There is the music of Bach, therefore there must be a God."Jesus defines eternal life as knowing God (Jn 17:3). What are the ways? In how many different ways can we know God, and thus know eternal life? When I take an inventory, I find twelve.

1. The final, complete, definitive way, of course, is Christ, God himself in human flesh.

2. His church is his body, so we know God also through the church.

3. The Scriptures are the church's book. This book, like Christ himself, is called "The Word of God."

4. Scripture also says we can know God in nature see Romans 1. This is an innate, spontaneous, natural knowledge. I think no one who lives by the sea, or by a little river, can be an atheist.

5. Art also reveals God. I know three ex-atheists who say, "There is the music of Bach, therefore there must be a God." This too is immediate.

6. Conscience is the voice of God. It speaks absolutely, with no ifs, ands, or buts. This too is immediate. [The last three ways of knowing God (4-6) are natural, while the first three are supernatural. The last three reveal three attributes of God, the three things the human spirit wants most: truth, beauty, and goodness. God has filled his creation with these three things. Here are six more ways in which we can and do know God.]

7. Reason, reflecting on nature, art, or conscience, can know God by good philosophical arguments.

8. Experience, life, your story, can also reveal God. You can see the hand of Providence there.

9. The collective experience of the race, embodied in history and tradition, expressed in literature, also reveals God.You can know God through others' stories, through great literature.

10. The saints reveal God. They are advertisements, mirrors, little Christs. They are perhaps the most effective of all means of convincing and converting people.

11. Our ordinary daily experience of doing God's will will reveal God. God becomes clearer to see when the eye of the heart is purified: "Blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see God."

12. Prayer meets God—ordinary prayer. You learn more of God from a few minutes of prayerful repentance than through a lifetime in a library.

Unfortunately, Christians sometimes have family fights about these ways, and treat them as either/or instead of both/and. They all support each other, and nothing could be more foolish than treating them as rivals—for example, finding God in the church versus finding God in nature, or reason versus experience, or Christ versus art.

If you have neglected any of these ways, it would be an excellent idea to explore them. For instance, pray using great music. Or take an hour to review your life some time to see God's role in your past. Read a great book to better meet and know and glorify God. Pray about it first.

Add to this list, if you can. There are more ways of finding and knowing God than any one essay can contain. Or any one world.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Cool Church Garden


I wish my church had such an awesome topiary garden as this.
Heck, I wouldn't mind one myself.

www.pbase.com/reimar/image/94490147

The Prayer of St. Francis de Sales

Be at Peace :

Do not look forward in fear to the changes of life;

rather look to them with full hope as they arise.

God, whose very own you are,

will deliver you from out of them.

He has kept you hitherto,

and He will lead you safely through all things;

and when you cannot stand it,

God will bury you in his arms.

Do not fear what may happen tomorrow;

the same everlasting Father who cares for you today

will take care of you then and everyday.

He will either shield you from suffering,

or will give you unfailing strength to bear it.

Be at peace , and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginings.

Pet Rock



I was recently introduced to Moses' pet rock by a friend. Reference 1 Corinthians 10:3-4.
This LOLcat pic reminded me of it. Yeah, I have a strange sense of humor.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The Beauty of the Mass

I have decided that if I were able (by the grace of God) to hold in the forefront of my mind the realities that I know to be true and active during a single mass, I would have no choice but to weep for the entire duration, from opening to closing hymn.

Fourth Dimension Human


These images reminded me of what the human body might look like separated briefly from a linear timeline of experience. If one is not into that sort of thing, well, they are also pretty darn cool.

Art by Peter Janson
http://mocoloco.com/art/archives/005433.php

Silly Icon

I nabbed this from a site somewhere. It made me giggle.

Interior Kingdom

Lord,
you created me for a purpose. I’m a customized piece made to fit in a special gap in the construction of Your Divine Castle. Your Kingdom is being built up and Your Castle stands on the mountaintop broadcasting its radiance to all of time and creation. Those able to see and willing to cast aside their blindfolds are drawn into the center of Your Kingdom to Your Castle. They abandon themselves to Your love and wish to end the estrangement by throwing themselves into the arms of the Creator. The Divine Artist has created me, but out of love set me free to choose my own way by my own will. He let me go and called out loving suggestions as I stumbled about. Love for He who formed me drew me back. Out of love I have come back to Him. I present myself to Him so that He may set me to the purpose for which He so lovingly hand crafted me. With all my heart I embrace my God and weep in His arms.

My Lord God, take me and set me upon the path that You intended, from the beginning of the world, for me to travel. I feel You calling me to devote my entire life and being to You. I hand myself fully into Your beautiful hands. As your Mother as my sponsor and director, lead me in the ways that You desire. I am Your creature. Instruct me. Lead me. Guide me. Teach me. Let me do only what You instruct. There are no words to express my desire for You to direct me in everything.
My Lord, my Love, I am Yours.
Amen

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

The Eucharistic Jesus, Time and the Communion of Saints

Sometimes I wonder at the uniqueness of the Last Supper and it's affect on human history.
That first mass, cleaving time to make Jesus doubly or rather fully, and transcendentally present. I imagine Jesus both present and timeless in the bread and wine.
Time creates the illusion of a fragmented soul, the past self, the present self and the future self. However the soul is a single entity. Christ became present fully; his whole self.
His future crucified and resurrected self, his past infant and child self, this whole divine man was there in that first Eucharist. But as a soul cannot be divided by the progression of time, perhaps time itself must part for the God-man. I think about how for 2000 years we have been taught that the Eucharist is the body, blood, soul and divinity of Christ.
He has been present at every mass in every corner of the globe since the Last Supper.
The miracle, the wonder of the undivided Christ is staggering. Perhaps there is only ONE Mass perpetually ringing out through time. Perhaps when the words of consecration are spoken, we welcome heaven, timeless as it is, to flood our sanctuaries. We enter a mystical cathedral in which the church militant from all of time pray as one. The power of every mass ever offered throughout the whole of time becomes manifest and unified with the presence of Jesus on our altars. If we listen closely can our hearts hear the murmured prayers of multitudes of souls at mass? Is that Peter I hear? Is that Michelangelo, Tolkien, or Mother Teresa praying there beside me in that eternal moment? Is that Joan of Arc's battle standard we hear snapping in the wind? Are we attuned enough to hear the dripping of blood off of Love's cross on the hillside at the center of time?
-Anna

Searching for the True Church

"If I Were Not A Catholic ..."

by Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen

"If I were not a Catholic, and were looking for the true Church in the world today,
I would look for the one Church which did not get along well with the world; in other words, I would look for the Church which the world hated. My reason for doing this would be, that if Christ is in any one of the churches of the world today, He must still be hated as He was when He was on earth in the flesh. If you would find Christ today, then find the Church that does not get along with the world. Look for the Church that is hated by the world as Christ was hated by the world. Look for the Church that is accused of being behind the times, as our Lord was accused of being ignorant and never having learned. Look for the Church which men sneer at as socially inferior, as they sneered at Our Lord because He came from Nazareth.
Look for the Church which is accused of having a devil, as Our Lord was accused of being possessed by Beelzebub, the Prince of Devils. Look for the Church which, in seasons of bigotry, men say must be destroyed in the name of God as men crucified Christ and thought they had done a service to God. Look for the Church which the world rejects because it claims it is infallible, as Pilate rejected Christ because He called Himself the Truth.
Look for the Church which is rejected by the world as Our Lord was rejected by men.
Look for the Church which amid the confusions of conflicting opinions,
its members love as they love Christ, and respect its Voice as the very voice of its Founder,
and the suspicion will grow, that if the Church is unpopular with the spirit of the world, then it is unworldly, and if it is unworldly it is other worldly. Since it is other-worldly, it is infinitely loved and infinitely hated as was Christ Himself. But only that which is Divine can be infinitely hated and infinitely loved. Therefore the Church is Divine."

Taken from Radio Replies, Vol. 1, p IX, Rumble & Carty, Tan Publishing

One Important Quality

I saw this line in a book somewhere. I really should document sources better. Eeek! Anyway, it is a beautiful sentiment that I one day hope to voice personally.

"One day I realized, he is the one. Because I felt loved by Jesus through him."

Stranger

"You who have become a stranger to the world ought to possess a faith, an outlook, and a manner of life which has about it something unusual, something different from that of all worldly people. Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. "

- Macarius of Egypt (attributed),

The Beauty of the Shy

There is something beautiful about shyness, even though in our culture shyness is not considered a virtue. On the contrary, we are encouraged to be direct, look people straight in the eyes, tell them what is on our minds, and share our stories without a blush.

But this unflinching soul-baring, confessional attitude quickly becomes boring. It is like trees without shadows. Shy people have long shadows, where they keep much of their beauty hidden from intruder's’ eyes. Shy people remind us of the mystery of life that cannot be simply explained or expressed. They invite us to reverent and respectful friendships and to a wordless being together in love.

by Henri Nouwen

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Been a while...

I haven't posted in a while. I intend to get back into it. Soon.

News: My art necklaces are being sold at Firebrick Gallery in downtown Rochester, Michigan!

Woohoo!

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Okay, I'm Done Here.


This is all craziness!

This is what propaganda looks like, folks.



Seriously, this is wrong. Just search "Obama Savior" in any image search engine.
This is insane.

Here we go AGAIN!!!


This stuff wasn't intended to be the sole content of this blog, but here it is again.

Guess what it's titled? "The Truth" !

What's up with this Obama as Savior symbolism. He barely acts Christian! Now apparently he's on par with the crucified Christ. Absurd, absurd, absurd!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Let ME walk you home.

(There was a poem I wrote a few years ago and recently I heard a song that eerily seemed to reply to that poem. I put the specific phrase that stood out in both poems in red. It is precious. Thank You Lord.)

Dear God,
Nothing is what it used to be.
Now nothing seems to mean anything.
When did all my dreams fly away?
Why does peace never stay?

As I stand here again all alone,
I pray for the strength to walk myself home.
Lives scatter, only dim mem’ries remain.
I go on, tears washed away by the rain.

These scars on my heart
Mark time gone by
And emptiness fills me
As I slowly die.

Lord,
Please take me away to a land on a star
Where a Hero can save me from my empty heart.
I’ll build a white castle where I’ll keep my soul,
In attempt to protect it from earthly control.

But I wake in the morning
To the light of new day
And I find that my troubles
Have not gone away.
So I pick myself up
And start out again
On this path of my life,
Until I reach the end

Until that day comes
I know pain won’t be odd
So I’ll keep in my heart
A white castle for God

[Dear Daughter,]
know that I am always with you never too far away
When you don’t know who you are anymore,
That’s when you’ll hear Me say…

Let Me walk you home
I will pick your favorite flower
Let Me walk you home
I will show you that you’re beautiful
Let Me walk you home
I will hold you close to Me
So you can hear my heart beat
Let Me walk you home

I’m on the road you walk on
Understanding all your pain
Let Me be the light that guides you
along every step of the way
I’m there when you stumble
Always reaching out, calling your name
If you would listen to the calm of your heart
That’s when you’ll hear me say…
“Let me walk you home”.

Let me caress you with the warmth of the sun
And the cool of the breeze.
I smile at you through the flowers and the faces you see.
I’ll sing through fountains and stream,
And know that all of this means,
I love you.

[Jesus]

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Einstein Quotes

Startled by the seemingly random nature of Quantum physics Einstein once exclaimed,
“I cannot believe that God plays dice with the cosmos.”
Observer, 1954

-To which an unnamed fellow scientist replied “Einstein, don’t tell God what he can and cannot do.”
-Eventually Stephen William Hawking followed up with, “God not only plays dice, he also sometimes throws the dice where they cannot be seen.”

“He who joyfully marches in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice.”

“I want to know God's thoughts. The rest is just details.”

“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.”

“Perfection of means and confusion of ends seem to characterize our age.”

“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality.”

"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."

"Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind."

The Less Real World

“Prayer is no ordinary conversation. It is conversation wit the invisible world whose existence we can partially reason to, and then only quite dimly, but whose reality and grandeur we can fully know only by faith. Why call this world invisible? Because it is not seen with the eyes of the body, but it is known with the eyes of the mind. It is not only not visible to the eyes of the body, but also not audible with bodily ears, or tangible with bodily hands or palatable with bodily lips or perceptible with any of the bodily senses. And sadly, how tragically, some people suppose that because it is not sensibly perceptible therefore it is not real. It is a world of faith that really exists and as St. Paul tells us is actually more real than the mountains, rivers and seas and more important than even the most important people we could ever meet on earth.”
-Father John A. Hardon, S.J., “Theology of Prayer”

(Sounds an awful lot like Plato’s idea that the “real” world is less real than the “ideal” or spiritual world.)

Being Yourself

Sanity



I love this!

Confessions of a Shy Girl

I was thinking today, if I could acquire one personality trait that I do not already have, what would I want? I would most whole heartedly want the ability to talk to people. I am no good at chatting or just casual conversation. It sort of goes along with being shy, but it also comes from just not knowing what to say to people. Some people attribute awkward conversation skills as a sign of stupidity. They assume “Well, that person just doesn’t have the brains to make good conversation.” That is not true. I do not say that out of pride because I happen to know my IQ score and it’s nowhere near the “stupid” range. I’ve always wondered about the nature of my lack of a gift for gab. Am I too shy? Am I simply afraid of what people will think of me? Sometimes I just cannot think of anything I want to say. If there is nothing worth saying, why talk? Then again I wonder if I have a hard time talking to people because they tend to be extremely shallow. I don’t care about what reality TV show someone watched last night. I don’t care about which celebrity is doing what. I don’t care about your new designer shirt or the cute shoes you bought. I don’t care about which superstar’s CD you just got. I don’t care. Should I? Boring shallow people drive me up the wall. Maybe that’s part of it. I don’t like talking to people because I’m tired of all the same old shallow, pointless small talk. I crave conversation with depth. I’m tired of meaninglessness. Perhaps I am too serious. I am loath to endure the light conversation necessary to find out if a person has any depth underneath. How I wish I just had the gift of engaging people in easy conversation. UG!

Pondering...

Dying…

I have come to an acceptance of the fact that we are all dying. Some of us are just proceeding faster than others. Dying is not a bad or evil thing; it just makes us aware of life as it is lived each moment, for no moment is guaranteed to follow another. I’m dying. We are all dying. It’s figuring out the best way to live out the interim that is tricky.

Lord, let me live so as to make you proud of me.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Pope's Response to "American Messiah"



I hear ya, man. I hear ya.

Theological Equasions

I was just thinking today and was wondering about the following.

A) Christ Jesus = the body of Christ (or Christ's body)...
B) The Body of Christ = The Church
C) Christ Jesus = The Word (made flesh)
D) The Word = Scripture

so can I conclude that:
The Church = Living Scripture?

It sounds kind of cool to me. :)

American Messiah?


Good Lord, here they go again! Halos on Obama. Geez! Gimmee a break.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

New Members



Welcome Romeo and Mercutio.
My sisters Valentine's Day presents.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Speaking of Greed...

The following is the web address of an article that was republished in our parish bulletin once upon a time. I agree with some of what this guy is saying, but some of his views really rub me the wrong way. I'll respond to it later.

"America's Disease is Greed"
by Andrew Greeley

www.commondreams.org/views04/0820-09.htm

Greed and the Spiritual Life



pic by tashamichele





According to the dictionary greed is “an excessive desire to acquire or possess more than what one needs or deserves, especially with respect to material wealth.”

I believe greed stems from dissatisfaction. I once heard the word “zehnzucht”(spelling uncertain) used to describe a deep longing for “that which we know not what”. C.S. Lewis said, "If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world." We Christians recognize it as a longing for our creator, for God. We are restless. We know we are restless for something outside of ourselves. The satisfaction of consumption sooths it for a while, but only for a very little while. In fact, from my own experience (for I do not claim to be immune to this myself) feeding this need with buying or acquiring is like getting a sugar buzz. One feels high for a short while, but then the feeling fades and sometimes even leaves one feeling a bit sick. These are the consequences of filling the need with objects or money. Some begin to desire the high itself. They need the money to support their consumer high. They cannot stop buying or they discover that their things are not truly filling the ache. It’s just not soothing the longing. They are craving something very Other. Only God can satisfy that need.

Greed is also a problem of security. People who are afraid and don’t have a trust in divine providence struggle for money as a safeguard against the hollow echoes of the future. Money becomes a pacifier and a life preserver. The idea that money can guarantee a secure future breeds the greed to acquire it. Where there is no trust in a good God, there is only fear of chance.

Pride also feeds greed. It is a greed that struggles to keep up an image or keep up with the Jones’. There is a desire to be liked or to be looked up to; a desire to be held in awe because of what one owns or the lifestyle one maintains. This kind of greed feeds on our need for love and affection. It feeds on our need for simple communion with others. We are so afraid that we are not enough in and of ourselves. We are terrified that stripped of our stuff, we are lacking in likeability. Thus we seek to inspire awe based on what we own, our stylishness and even the power we have acquired. A person secure in God’s love has no need for such things. May I suggest the Litany of Humility as a safeguard against this type of greed? A person secure in God’s love has no need of frivolous trappings.

Greed is an affliction of the lonely, insecure, frightened and the lost, grabbing for something to nourish, sustain, protect, build up and reassure them. However, money is a poor god.

A person who resists the temptation to fear, trusts in providence, is secure in their identity as a beloved child of God and allows their faith in that relationship to fill that aching space in their soul has little need for mere things, for they are fulfilled. Greed is unlikely to be a serious temptation. May we all aspire to live such a simple and trusting life. May we desire to be rich in the things that matter most.


(Disclaimer: I am by no means anti-stuff. I like my stuff and collect neat stuff, but I am also aware that the simpler the life the better. I really should get rid of some of my stuff. *sigh*)

Litany of Humility

I love this prayer. It helps me grow.



Litany of Humility

Rafael Cardinal Merry del Val (1865-1930),
Secretary of State for Pope Saint Pius X

O Jesus! meek and humble of heart, Hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed,

Deliver me, Jesus.

From the desire of being loved...
From the desire of being extolled ...
From the desire of being honored ...
From the desire of being praised ...
From the desire of being preferred to others...
From the desire of being consulted ...
From the desire of being approved ...
From the fear of being humiliated ...
From the fear of being despised...
From the fear of suffering rebukes ...
From the fear of being calumniated ...
From the fear of being forgotten ...
From the fear of being ridiculed ...
From the fear of being wronged ...
From the fear of being suspected ...

That others may be loved more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be esteemed more than I ...
That, in the opinion of the world,
others may increase and I may decrease ...
That others may be chosen and I set aside ...
That others may be praised and I unnoticed ...
That others may be preferred to me in everything...
That others may become holier than I,
provided that I may become as holy as I should…

Monday, February 9, 2009

LOLSaints

I love books! This statue is awesome.

Found at lolsaints.com

Saint Obama!?! Oh my!


The media deification of this guy has gone too far!

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

T-Shirt




Another pet project finished!
Well, almost. It needs a few tweaks.
This is the front and back of a t-shirt I made using some of my illustrations of Dante's Inferno.


Sign of the Cross

A visual exploration of the Sign of the Cross.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

The Awareness of the Heartbeat of Christ

An Exercise

When your first two fingers are pressed against any solid object, with attention, you can feel the pulse of blood in your fingertips. Try becoming aware of this pulse, this heartbeat, when you are holding the Eucharist. Think of His nearness. Imagine it is His heartbeat communicating itself to you from the host, His Body. Also, the Church teaches that through Baptism you are a member of the “body of Christ”. Thus, in a mystical way your pulse is a part of His pulse. Reflect after receiving communion, on how very close to you, how intimate this Savior of yours makes Himself. It’s called “Holy Communion” for a reason. Spend some time in communion with Him.

Golden Chalices

I was heartened one Sunday by our priest's brief defense of the use of precious metals in the communion vessels. It made me reflect on the topic and I wanted to post the fruits of my contemplation.

Honestly it upsets me when people argue against so called “extravagance”, saying that the money would be better used for the poor. In their misguided piousness they are echoing the men whom Jesus rebuked for the exact same statement.

For example in Mark 14 we read:
3 While he was in Bethany, reclining at the table in the home of a man known as Simon the Leper, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on his head.

4 Some of those present were saying indignantly to one another, "Why this waste of perfume? 5 It could have been sold for more than a year's wages and the money given to the poor." And they rebuked her harshly.

6"Leave her alone," said Jesus. "Why are you bothering her? She has done a beautiful thing to me. 7 The poor you will always have with you, and you can help them any time you want. But you will not always have me. 8 She did what she could.

The fact that Jesus himself rebuked such a statement should be enough for us never to use such an argument. However, people persist in complaining about the so-called “riches” of the church. As an artist, perhaps I can lend an understanding of a lesser-known point of view on this whole topic. These people, I shall call them the Objectors, betray a deep misunderstanding of art and beauty, their place in the work of salvation and also the vocation of the Catholic artist.

People get so blinded by the outward cost of these things that they cannot see any value in them that is not monetary. Let me remind people of the reality that these objects are made by someone. Each beautiful object is made by an artist who lovingly brings that object into existence. They are given talents and are sent forth, told by the gospels, to use those talents for the glory of God. How dare anybody deny Catholic artists their right and sacred duty to praise God through their talents? Our art is what we have to give and sometimes it feels like the only thing of value that we have to offer. Like the woman in the gospel, how dare you deny a person their alabaster jar?

God is The Creator and in making us artists, in some small way, we artists are apprentices, creators with a small ”c”, children following in the footsteps of our Father, imitating and praising Him with our own creations. To reduce our works to objects only seen for their monetary value is… well…it feels like a prostitution of our work. Art objects have more value than just what you can sell them for.

Philosophically, God has three transcendental characteristics, Truth, Goodness and Beauty. Teachers and preachers are apostles of Truth. Each layman is called to be an apostle of Goodness by striving for holiness. However, it is we, the artists who, in our own unique way, have the privilege of being the apostles of Beauty. Author Peter Kreeft reminds us that, of the three, “Beauty has the greatest power over our souls.”

In addition we must realize that we are creatures of the senses and we strive to feed those senses. We serve a creative God who reaches out to us through our senses. Such things as music, art and literature are not technically essential for the physical survival of the human person, but spiritually we are intrinsically LESS without them. Dare I suggest that churches that deny the goodness of sacred art are essentially sensory deprivation tanks for the soul?

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, in his essay titled “Beauty Will Save the World”, made a series of profound and moving observations about art and Beauty. Solzhenitsyn said:

“An artist realizes that there is a supreme force above him and works away gladly as a small apprentice beneath God’s heaven, even though his responsibility for everything he draws or writes and for the souls which perceives it is all the more strict. But still: it was not he who created this world, nor is it he who provides it with direction, and he has no doubts of its foundations. The artist is only given to sense more keenly than others of the harmony of the world and all the beauty and savagery of man’s contribution to it—and to communicate this poignantly to people.”

“Art opens even the chilled, darkened heart to high spiritual experience. Through the instrumentality of art we are sometimes sent—vaguely, briefly—insights, which logical processes of thought cannot attain… Like the tiny mirror of the fairy tale: you look into it and see—not yourself—but for one fleeting moment the Unattainable to which you cannot leap or fly. And the heart aches…”

“There is a special quality in the essence of beauty, a special quality in the status of art: the conviction carried by a genuine work of art is absolutely indisputable and tames even the strongly opposed heart.”

“Works steeped in truth and presenting it to us vividly alive will take hold of us, will attract us to themselves with great power- and no one, ever, even in a later age, will presume to negate them. And so perhaps that old trinity of Truth and Good and Beauty is not just the formal outworn formula it used to seem to us during our heady, materialistic youth. If the crests of these three trees join together, as the investigators and explorers used to affirm, and if the too obvious, too straight branches of Truth and Good are crushed or amputated and cannot reach the light—yet perhaps the whimsical, unpredictable, unexpected branches of Beauty will make their way through and soar up to that very place and in this way perform the work of all three.”

My final observation on the matter is this, the Objector, perhaps unknowingly, flirts dangerously with the self-righteous mentality of the Pharisee. If the Objector feels a personal call to do good for the poor, then they are right in following that call. They are not required to sponsor sacred art. However to point to another person’s giving, like donations towards more precious communion vessels, and to declare it frivolous is not right. Look to your own giving and do not dare to judge another’s gift giving. The poor will be with us always. Let the Objector serve the poor. Let those of us who wish to serve sacred beauty do so without condemnation and judgment.

Let us not fall into a new Iconoclasm. Artists are a part of the Christian community. However, Catholic artists and decorators of sacred spaces, during the past few decades, have been told that their ministry has little worth. We’ve been told that our contributions are too distracting, too costly and are, in short, unnecessary. The community needs to beware of whose gifts they push aside as unworthy.
Brothers and Sisters, do not deny a person their alabaster jar.

-Anna Truckey

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

One Fish, Two Fish...







I finally finished a project! That's a big deal for me lately.







These wall hangings are for some friends of mine, Andy and Jennifer. It is a belated Christmas present for their son's room.

"Eye of God"
I was just having some fun with Photoshop. The stained glass was done by my grandfather.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

What's in a name? Part 2

Quantum Cathedral...
Well, besides the fact that I like how the words sound together, it's a complex title. During one of my last semesters at the College for Creative Studies I took "Intro to Philosophy" and a class called "Math and the Imagination". In exploring philosophy and conceptual math I was continually encountering ideas and theories that intersected in interesting ways with religious truths; especially Catholic ones. There was also a deepening respect for the universe and it's mysteries. I was in awe. Quantum theory, the shape of space, Edwin Abbott's "Flatland", Nekker cubes, and all things philosophic came alive to me. I realized that his universe, God's universe is a magnificent quantum cathedral. Faith and reason illuminate all things. Reality, physical and spiritual, is breathtaking. We just need to take the time to notice.

What's in a name?

Shadowsong:
The shadow sings the glories of the unseen sun.

or as Switchfoot said:
"The shadow proves the sunshine."

The Shadowsong Prayer:
May our Lord bless you in all His ways for all of your days and may each shadow you encounter in life have the effect of increasing your affection for the Light.