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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

"Do They Know It's Christmas?" Christians, Materialism, and The Face of Christ

"Feed the world--Do they know it's Christmastime?"...Band Aid released the song written by Geldof and Ure to raise funds for those suffering from the Ethiopian famine in 1984.
 I was walking through a grocery store last week and heard it for the first time in a while; was filled with various emotions.

 [Lyrics: at bottom of post]
The poignancy i felt on aisle six was two fold.
One--the lyric, "Feed the World"  resonates with the most basic call of humanity; to take care of our fellow creatures, to alleviate suffering, and to connect with others in love and happiness. That each of us cares for others, when there is a need, ensures that all will be assisted. [like in a marriage, if each goes 100% to meet the needs of the other, both end up getting needs met, as my father once taught me...] 
more about famine HERE
When i was young and first comprehended human suffering on a large scale, i thought of how hard i would work if it was my sister "over there" or my very own mother! how i would  not have stopped until there was food in her hands. Think of your most loved person; if you were made aware that he or she was suffering from lack of food, water, medical care-how urgently would you work to help!    In my culture: my Catholic upbringing taught me that indeed, the little kid with flies in his eyes WAS in fact my little brother; that at the end-- when all was known-- i would find that indeed, that woman trying to help her starving children WAS my sister, my mother...
Hence the parable from Christ that helping those in need is in FACT helping Him (click HERE)  "..."Come, enter the Kingdom. For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was sick and you visited me."   Then Jesus will turn to those on His left hand and say, "Depart from me because I was hungry and you did not feed me, I was thirsty and you did not give me to drink, I was sick and you did not visit me." These will ask Him, "When did we see You hungry, or thirsty or sick and did not come to Your help?" And Jesus will answer them, "Whatever you neglected to do unto one of these least of these, you neglected to do unto Me!"
...the focus of a speech by Mother Teresa of Calcutta Given at the
National Prayer Breakfast in Washington DC Thur, 3 Feb 1994.
So, number one, i gotta do better
at giving up mochas with fancy sea salt edging the smooth organic caramel
artfully lacing the fine foamy whipped cream on top.
(and Do the visiting birds really need vitamins dusting their sunflower seeds??) How many pairs of shoes might one have before guilt sets in...
But
on a larger scale--
when one ponders  the Sudan or the horror  of somalia, 
more HERE









 if one really focuses on the right-now reality of Congo,
or the
 daily lives of the oppressed everywhere,
it seems
that Christmas is not only the micro opportunity but
 the Macro-opportunity for all who make up the body of  Christianity, "organized" adn unorganized--and the leadership, to show what it looks like to walk the walk. That is, wouldn't it be a rush of the miraculous if the utterly hopeless on our Earth were flooded with love and hope and abundance at Christmas? That, no matter how hard times were here and there around the globe, a special effort was made at ChristMassTime to give good things and comfort and glad tidings to those most in need? That we are UNABLE to enjoy goodies and presents and boots and jewels (and food and water) unless everyone has a lil sumsin?
[what would it be like
to airlift millions of blankets
and food and medicine and pillows and
toys and just bomb a country with so much GOODS that there was too much even for stealing
which i think is how we could have Won in Afghanistan...]
 You have to think that the poorest, those suffering due to corruption or disaster or crushing poverty would have to look up and say, Now, what is this Christmas??
What engenders this kind of love? Why are you not keeping what you have, the survival of the fittest and all that, why bother to assist us weak ones by sacrificing
your self??
Why should not
 the strong and rich and powerful take and keep all they want, in a rolling soulless game of evolutionary gene-pass-along?
Like, isn't there some kind of non-interference clause somewhere?
I know that Catholic Relief Fund has been the most powerful charity
 in africa for a long time, particularly involved in AIDS,
and that many charities do a lot of good --but
 i think that if the populations at large wanted to, we could BLOW THE MINDS of everyone by Really making something huge happen.
 If all those who claim the label  Christian
really got serious, gathered together, gave it up--(because beyond that they are REQUIRED to,)
 if they felt Utterly Compelled to live as Mother Teresa did, for example, until all were comforted, now
That would be Christmas...
A Real Party!! More Christmas pictures HERE
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Regarding the song, Do They Know It's Christmas?--Eventually, the British-American band Foreigner displaced the song at #1 in the UK with their rock ballad "I Want to Know What Love Is" at the beginning of 1985...
Wikipedia gives interesting information about the song: (HERE)
for example, "...
The world's media were in attendance as artists began arriving from 9am. Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet, Paul Young, Culture Club (without Boy George, initially), George Michael of Wham!, Kool and the Gang, Sting, Bono and Adam Clayton of U2, Glenn Gregory of Heaven 17 (whom Ure personally ordered down) and his bandmate Martyn Ware, Phil Collins of Genesis, Paul Weller of the Style Council, Francis Rossi and Rick Parfitt of Status Quo, Jody Watley of Shalamar, Bananarama, Marilyn (who was not invited but arrived anyway) and some of Geldof's bandmates from the Boomtown Rats all arrived. ...... The artists were put in a huge group and sang the 'Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time' refrain over and over again until it was completed.
.......
Phil Collins arrived with his entire drum kit and waited until Ure was ready to record him over an electronic drum track that had already been put in place. The song ended up as a mixture of Collins' drums and an African rhythm that opens the song, taken from a sample of The Hurting by Tears for Fears.
Ure stated in his autobiography that he was constantly battling with Geldof, the song's lyricist but not renowned for his melody skills, and telling him to leave when he would come into the production booth and wrongly tell the artist behind the mic what to sing. Ure also had to shelve an attempt by the two members of Status Quo to record the "here's to you" harmonies because Parfitt could not hit the note. Rossi afterwards told Ure that Parfitt never sang in the studio, only onstage, and he should have kept him away from the mic. This section was eventually taken on by Weller, Sting and Gregory. However, Quo were able to contribute in other ways, according to the journalist Robin Eggar:[7]
"Once Status Quo produced their bag of cocaine and the booze started to flow – I brought six bottles of wine from my flat, which disappeared in a minute – it became a party."
Boy George arrived at 6:00 PM and went immediately into the recording booth to deliver his lines. He was rather vocal in his dislike of fellow singer George Michael, some of which is caught on video during the filming of the Band Aid collaboration. While recording harmonies, Boy George openly confused Michael's recorded vocals with the voice of "Alf" (British singer-songwriter Alison Moyet, who did not participate in the charity single). When the engineer correctly identified the voice as that of Michael, Boy George replied "God, he sounded camp. But then he is."
Once Boy George had finished his tracks, Ure had all the vocals he needed and, as the artists began to party and then drifted away, began working on the mix. A B-side, featuring messages from artists who had and hadn't made the recording (including David Bowie, Paul McCartney, all members of Big Country and Holly Johnson from Frankie Goes to Hollywood) was also recorded over the same backing track. Trevor Horn arrived back to his own studio to put this together.

According to Wikipedia, "  
"Do They Know It's Christmas?" is a song written by Bob Geldof and Midge Ure in 1984 to raise money for relief of the 1983–1985 famine in Ethiopia. The original version was produced by Midge Ure and released by Band Aid on 29 November 1984.[1]
In October 1984, a BBC report by Michael Buerk was aired in the UK, which highlighted the famine that had hit the people of Ethiopia. Irish singer Bob Geldof saw the report and wanted to raise money.[2] He called Midge Ure from Ultravox and together they quickly co-wrote the song, "Do They Know It's Christmas?".[1]
Geldof kept a November appointment with BBC Radio 1 DJ Richard Skinner to appear on his show, but instead of discussing his new album (the original reason for his booking), he used his airtime to publicise the idea for the charity single, so by the time the musicians were recruited there was intense media interest in the subject. Geldof put together a group called Band Aid, consisting of leading British and Irish musicians who were among the most popular of the era.[3][4] On 25 November 1984, the song was recorded at Sarm West Studios in Notting Hill, London, and was released four days later.[3][5] 
The 1984 original became the biggest selling single in UK Singles Chart history, selling a million copies in the first week alone. It stayed at Number 1 for five weeks, becoming Christmas number one, and sold more than 3.5 million copies domestically.[6] It remained the highest selling single in UK chart history until 1997, when Elton John's "Candle in the Wind 1997" was released in tribute to the late Diana, Princess of Wales, which sold almost 5 million copies in Britain.[6]

many versions are viewable at Youtube.
Lyrics:
It's Christmas time
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmas time
We let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty
We can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world
At Christmas time

But say a prayer
Pray for the other ones
At Christmas time it's hard
But when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing
Is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring there
Are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you
And there won't be snow in Africa
This Christmas time
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life
Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmas time at all?


BRIDGE:
(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun
 
Do they know it's Christmas time at all?
END:
Feed the world  
Feed the world
  Feed the world
  Let them know it's Christmas time

Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmas time again



Christmas Blessing from Joyce Rupp click HERE


Nativity scenes HERE


Feed the World.






The Face of Christ

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Humility is a Shield, Even a Sword: The Tao, Meekness, and Jesus Christ

God is in an electron, a quark?

cover and attribution at end of post

In the book 365 Tao Daily Meditations*, a great book given to me by a mentor some years ago, i recently read the above and was struck by how much it reminded me of King Herod and Jesus Christ.

In studying the history of Christianity, some remark that the Christ, Jesus, was missed by many because of the humility of Christ. The people of the time were expecting as the Messiah, one with power and Glory. Big Power! Big Materialistic Effects! Overturn Regimes! Bring a giant army!
But in fact, the regime He was overturning was that of selfishness, materialism, blindness to the spirit. So the abject humility of a baby in a feeding trough for animals was too much. The poor, such as shepherds, and the wise, such as the Three Travellers from the East, had no problem recognizing the Creator in the guise of a child. Some strange mystery was unfolding. Some sacred sacrifice was being arranged.

Humility is a great virtue to ponder. Jesus before Herod is the ultimate.

One writer (click here) speaks at length about this event:
"...(3) Luke says that Herod questioned Jesus with many words “but He answered Him nothing” (Lk. 23:9). This silence raises a question. Why was our Lord willing to speak to Pilate and tell him about the nature and purpose of His kingdom but not willing to speak even one word to Herod Antipas? There are a number of reasons why the Savior refused to speak..."


Some mystics write that
every gift or word or grace that Jesus could have continued to give Herod only damned him further.
That is, to continue to give him opportunity to spit, as it were, in the face of his Loving Creator was only to add to his later misery. (e.g., Mary of Agreda)
As the Season for Nonviolence is about to begin, I have been pondering Humility and how it turns the anger, rage, pettiness in another into softer feelings.
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 (1) The Herod of which Luke speaks is Herod Antipas, the son of Herod the Great who attempted to murder Christ by having all the male children two years old and under slain in Bethlehem (Mt. 2:1-18). After the death of Herod the Great his kingdom was divided by Augustus and ruled by three of his surviving sons. Archelaus was given the southern area of Herod’s kingdom which included Judea, Samaria and Idumea. Philip was placed over the area of Decapolis, a sparsely populated region that encompassed the eastern section of Herod’s kingdom. Antipas had authority over the northernmost region which included the provinces of Galilee and Perea. In A.D. 6 Archelaus (Herod’s eldest son) was deposed because of his incompetence, severe tyranny and cruelty and was banished to Vienna in Gaul. Therefore, while Antipas and Philip retained their territories, “Archelaus’ domains were reduced to a province under the rule of prefects or procurators.”

Christ Pictures HERE and HERE

Friday, November 25, 2011

Christmas Songs, The Nativity of Christ, Oh Holy Night and Sonograms? Note to self...

Christmas brings in "The Year of Grace" in the 2012 Catholic Church. Methinks it will be a year of strife and sturm and drang; and as i ponder earlier memories of simple nativity scenes and wonderful, Fabulous Christmas music, it all seems so long ago. Note to self: find a snowy Flint Hill to sit upon and get in touch with that inner kid who was Completely Charmed by Christmas and wanted to live it Everyday.
And sang the songs at the TOp of My VOICE.

What is the magic of music, particularly Christmas music?
 something cellular, molecular is going on.
Some of my friends say, 'yeah, nausea'...'please kill me'
 i get it, some of you don't like Christmas music, that is your taste, your right-- you probably swerve on the road to hit kittens, hate birdsong in the early morning  and insult your mother's cooking too...
A knock-down performance of O Holy Night was Josh Groban's at the Vatican some years ago. But the quality of recordings i can find is poor. Nonetheless, at one point after 3 minutes or so it seems he leaves the room and is with the angels--and at the end of the song he seems to "come out if it"-- i wish i could find a good recording of it...[[Here is a youtube link that is a different

 version with good sound: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQWXfHzOKUU&feature=related]]

here is the vatican version:


Now, (not to make some of you you CCHOKE, but) Celine Dion has the pipes to do justice to Oh Holy Night as well.
 Listen to hear the final stanzas. She seems to "come out of it" at the end as well..."


OK, Here is Little Jackie Evancho:


Here is the new album version from Jackie Evancho


O Holy Night - Version 1:

Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
Till He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angels' voices!

Oh night divine,
Oh night when Christ was born;
Oh night divine, Oh night, Oh night Divine.
Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here come the wise men from Orient land.
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,
Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, Behold your King.
Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,
His power and glory evermore proclaim.
His power and glory evermore proclaim.

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O Holy Night - Version 2: O! Holy night! The stars, their gleams prolonging, Watch o'er the Eve of our dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error, longing For His appearance, then the Spirit felt its worth.
A thrill of hope; the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was Born;
O night, O holy night, O night divine!
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts we stand by the Babe adored.
O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming,
And come now, Shepherds, from your flocks unboard.
The Son of God lay thus w'thin lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our Lord.
He knows our need, our weakness never lasting,
Behold your King! By Him, let Earth accord!
Behold your King! By Him, let Earth accord!
Truly He taught us to love one another,

His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Long live His truth, and may it last forever,
For in His name all discordant noise shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
With all our hearts we praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
His power and glory ever more proclaim!




Minuits, chrĂŠtiens / Cantique de NoĂŤl:  Minuit, chrĂŠtiens, c'est l'heure solennelle, OĂš l'Homme-Dieu descendit jusqu'Ă  nous Pour effacer la tache originelle Et de Son Père arrĂŞter le courroux.
Le monde entier tressaille d'espĂŠrance
En cette nuit qui lui donne un Sauveur.
Peuple Ă  genoux, attends ta dĂŠlivrance.
NoĂŤl, NoĂŤl, voici le RĂŠdempteur,
NoĂŤl, NoĂŤl, voici le RĂŠdempteur!
De notre foi que la lumière ardente



Nous guide tous au berceau de l'Enfant,
Comme autrefois une ĂŠtoile brillante
Y conduisit les chefs de l'Orient.
Le Roi des rois naÎt dans une humble crèche:
Puissants du jour, fiers de votre grandeur,
A votre orgueil, c'est de lĂ  que Dieu prĂŞche.
Courbez vos fronts devant le RĂŠdempteur.
Courbez vos fronts devant le RĂŠdempteur.
Le RĂŠdempteur a brisĂŠ toute entrave:
La terre est libre, et le ciel est ouvert.



Il voit un frère oÚ n'Êtait qu'un esclave,
L'amour unit ceux qu'enchaĂŽnait le fer.
Qui Lui dira notre reconnaissance,
C'est pour nous tous qu'Il naĂŽt,
Qu'Il souffre et meurt.
Peuple debout! Chante ta dĂŠlivrance,
NoĂŤl, NoĂŤl, chantons le RĂŠdempteur,
NoĂŤl, NoĂŤl, chantons le RĂŠdempteur!

English Translation of Minuits, chrĂŠtiens / Cantique de NoĂŤl: (N.b. the English version of 'O Holy Night' is not a direct translation of the French.) Midnight, Christians is the solemn hour When God as Man descended unto us To erase the original stain (sin) And end the wrath of his Father. The entire world trembles with expectation In this night that gives to us a Savior.
Fall on your knees, await your deliverance.
Noel, Noel, here is the Redeemer,
Noel, Noel, here is the Redeemer! The redeemer has broken every shackle
The earth is free, and heaven is open.
He sees a brother where there was once only a slave
Those who had been chained together by iron, love now unites.
Who will tell Him of our gratitude

It is for every one of us that he was born, suffered and died.
Stand on your feet, sing of your deliverance.
Noel, Noel, sing of the Redeemer,
Noel, Noel, sing of the Redeemer!
Josh Groban:
O Holy night, the stars are brightly shining.
it is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,

Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh hear the angel voices!
Oh night divine!
Oh night when Christ was born!
Oh night divine! Oh night! Oh night divine!
Chains shall he break for the slave is our brother,
and in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we;
Let all within us praise his holy name.
Christ is the Lord, that ever, ever praise we.
Noel! Noel! Oh night; oh night divine!
Noel! Noel! Oh night; oh night divine!
Noel! Noel! Oh night; oh night divine!


This last picture is part of a campaign from a British Group discussed in a USA today story. I think the debate over "Life" and "Science" and "Sacred" and "Divine" and "Flotsam and Jetsam" will become very heated this year. Why are we moved by Christmas music? How do soulless collections of well-evolved molecules become sentimental?
Is it OK to kill things that are in our way or is all life sacred and divine?

Beluga whale mother and baby;
video and pics  of family HERE
(At least 2 "people" have stolen
hundreds of my blog posts and
reposted them, months of them in their entirely, as if they were theirs.
I thought i might revisit my posts with a few notes added
as a way to reclaim, and psychoanalyze myself as well.)

more buddism here


this picture  and more HERE