We interrupt this program…

Don’t sext, not with anyone. Everything on line and on your phone can be traced and even if it couldn’t it would still be stupid.

Don’t make a video of you having sex. Videos can end up in the wrong hands and you’re not as hot as you think.

Stay out of bathrooms unless you actually have to go to the bathroom.

Remember, no one has any shame anymore so that drunken sex fling you had way back when will spill the beans if you’re famous enough or enough money is dangled in front of them.

And never forget that VD doesn’t care if you’re a movie star and neither does a paternity test.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled program…

Wisdom…

The Purpose and Power of Prayer
By Rev. Fr. Theodore E. Ziton – Word Magazine, Nov. 1959

The world’s present mood is not conducive to prayer and meditation. Mechanism and speed dominate all departments of our present day civilization. We race through life and we hardly have time to read the sign posts and to learn whether or not we are on the right road of life. No wonder that so many lives end in ruin and misery. Even in our leisure we are dominated by action and controlled by schedule and thus can hardly experience total relaxation of body and complete serenity of mind.

Yet in this highly stimulated society in which we find ourselves, we are all the more in need of meditation, prayer and communion with God.
The fact that we pray doesn’t mean that everything we pray for will immediately be ours or that everything we pray against will immediately be wiped away. Let it be clear that prayer is not magic, a force by which we coax God to change the Laws of the universe. Through prayer we rather change ourselves by the resolution to order our lives in such a manner that we do God’s will and obey God’s moral law. Fathers, however fond and affectionate, don’t always give their children all they ask for — not even if they are able. Wise fathers know that children must do many things of their own effort. A wise father may show us other ways to get what we think we want; or He may show us the wisdom of waiting — or He may show us the wisdom of changing our wants. Obviously all men cannot (and should not) have everything they pray for.

This is true because people often pray against one another — as in a race when two contestants both want to win; as in a lawsuit when two parties both want to possess the same piece of property; or as with the weather, when one man wants rain for his crops and another wants clear skies for a picnic he has planned.

And if we are ever disappointed in prayer it may be because we don’t quite understand the purpose of prayer (or perhaps because we don’t quite understand the purpose of life.) It is not the usual purpose of prayer to serve us like Aladdin’s lamp, to bring us effortless affluence or ease or the easy fulfillment of all our fleeting fancies. Life isn’t an uninterrupted holiday; nor, obviously, was it meant to be. Rather it is a time of training, and often of trial, of education and of self-effort. And often the purpose of prayer is to give us strength to do what needs to be done, wisdom to see the way to solve our own problems, ability to do our best, and faith to face what sometimes must be faced —“nevertheless not my will, but Thine, be done.”

Nor is prayer always a matter of asking only. It should not always be as the beggar’s upturned hand. It is also partly appreciation; partly a petition for other, for the world, as well as for me and mine; partly adoration; partly aspiration; partly confession and thanksgiving. And the function of prayer is to provide food for the soul even as we provide food for the maintenance of the physical life. When people do not indulge in regular prayer, they are like unto those who are bereft of music, love and poetry. Such live their lives and do not experience the uplift of imagination or the stimulation and harmonization which the poetic soul experiences. Life as a result becomes an emptiness of heart and a mere animal existence.

The spiritual value of prayer has to do with the fact that it is the dominant force in the shaping of our personality. Through the discipline of prayer we build noble character and we are constantly reminded of God and hence faith is reinforced and our soul receives wholeness by being brought closer to the Creator.

We Orthodox-Christians are constantly reminded by our Church and its Teachings not to neglect prayer — that we remain a holy people — a people of spiritual in character — ethical in conduct — God’s witnesses throughout history and an eternal people dedicated to the worship of the Eternal God.

A little bit of me…

with Shoulder to the Plow and Friends this past Friday Night at the Dunn Brothers Coffee Shop in Oakdale, Minnesota. The song was written by Gabe Komjathy and I’m doing the bass work. Hope you like. Live venue with small recorder so there may be sound issues.

It has been…

both a beautiful and intense weekend of music with performances on Friday night, Saturday afternoon, and a jam/audition on Saturday evening following Vespers. So much music. So many places to play. Sunday is a tired but happy afternoon.

I cannot remember a time in my life without music, listening to it, playing it, and occasionally performing it. I played for my classmates in grade school. I played for myself in high school. I played for the faithful in church from time to time and in my 40’s and now early 50’s the lid has popped off and every bit of music that didn’t get played in earlier days has started to overflow the jar.

It’s not about being a rock star or anything like that at all. It’s not even that I’m the most adept musician around. Music just flows. Music is interwoven with my life. Music just somehow finds a way in, through, and around me. In my life I’ve played violin, piano, mandolin, guitar, ukelele, and bass and I’m willing to try any instrument at least once. They’re all good and the experience of encountering them never ceases to amaze me.

And now, in my middle years, when the anxieties and self consciousness of childhood and adolescence are long gone there is no pressure to do anything but open my mouth and sing or stand and play. Perhaps others are terrified of that but all my soul says is “It’s about time, get up there and play.” I can and have for hours and I presume that I must exasperate the people I share the stage with when everything inside me says “We’ve got time, let’s do one more song.”

I guess I’m just a late bloomer with a compulsion to make up for lost time. Maybe its just about the idea that I can be me again, the little kid in front of his classmates on the piano, the teenager watching it all from afar, and now a grown man up on the stage having the time of my life.

Sing like you’re in the shower and dance like no one is watching.

Thoughts…

Everyone wants to end poverty, but no one wants to share.

It’s easy to say “All You Need is Love” when you’re sitting on an enormous pile of money.

Isn’t it amazing that the people warning us about the world having too many people are all alive?

We all say the poor are special in the eyes of God but we’re not sure that we want to be that special ourselves.

It’s simple to see pain as a pathway to sanctity if you’re not in pain.

Ever notice that the people who preach the prosperity gospel are usually the ones who get rich?

Here I am Lord, choose someone else.

 

 

 

Wisdom…

A human being who does not endure courageously the unpleasant burdens of temptations,
will never produce fruit worthy of the divine wine-press and eternal harvest, not even if one possesses all other virtues. For one is only perfected through zealously enduring both all the voluntary and involuntary afflictions.

St. Gregory Palamas

Someday…

I suppose, my heart will give way. Tough luck with hearts seems to run in the family. Not to worry, though, because there is a gift in it all.

A life wish, a sense of perspective, a certain kind of positive urgency, all of these are the gifts of knowing that its quite possible that one day my heart will just stop. No time to waste. No time to slough off. Take everything good and leave the bad behind. Keep close to God. Love people and not things. Play music with passion. Enjoy the beauty of creation. Laugh often.

If I make it to 60 I’ll be doing better than average. If life somehow has me scheduled for fourscore or more it’s still good to live this way. Life is just different, I suppose, when you have a family history of touch luck with hearts.