It seems crazy that we musicians are always trying to preserve "the culture" and love all music--from every culture--yet get so bogged down realizing how ignorant our fellow Americans (or international students for that matter) are. It occurred to me that it is as if we musicians are always pruning a rose bush that is in danger of going extinct, yet we ourselves don't know how it got there, or how to plant it ourselves. But if we don't even acknowledge the ground--and claim all cultures were equally progressive--then we really can't help our little rose bush. Another analogy is refrigerating a ripened fruit from going bad--and yet we don't even know how it got there. So we practice several hours a day to continue the life of the plant, we teach our courses on how to appreciate music to ignorant college kids who never heard Gregorian chant save in multi-shooter video games...and we are not allowed to discover the source, because that would encourage chauvinism, and we are a diverse nation.
Of course it cheered me up a great deal that there was a source, a seed that could be sown.
If it is something we believe, then it cannot be just faith in anything, but a certain kind of faith...one being able to discover, to affect, to be affected, in time, and outside of it, eternally...
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"speak the Word, even if we cannot hear"
joseph
job 13
Will you speak falsely for God
and speak deceitfully for him?
Will you show partiality toward him?
Will you plead the case for God?
Will it be well with you when he searches you out?
Or can you deceive him, as one deceives a man?
He will surely rebuke you
if in secret you show partiality.
Will not his majesty terrify you,
and the dread of him fall upon you?
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes;
your defenses are defenses of clay.
and speak deceitfully for him?
Will you show partiality toward him?
Will you plead the case for God?
Will it be well with you when he searches you out?
Or can you deceive him, as one deceives a man?
He will surely rebuke you
if in secret you show partiality.
Will not his majesty terrify you,
and the dread of him fall upon you?
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes;
your defenses are defenses of clay.
Jack
karol
13
As for prophecies,
they will pass away;
as for tongues,
they will cease;
as for knowledge,
it will pass away.
For we know in part
and we prophesy in part,
but when the perfect comes,
the partial will pass away.
When I was a child,
I spoke like a child,
I thought like a child,
I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man,
I gave up childish ways.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully,
even as I have been fully known.
they will pass away;
as for tongues,
they will cease;
as for knowledge,
it will pass away.
For we know in part
and we prophesy in part,
but when the perfect comes,
the partial will pass away.
When I was a child,
I spoke like a child,
I thought like a child,
I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man,
I gave up childish ways.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully,
even as I have been fully known.
winston
Tzedakah
Lord's day
Then I turned to see the voice
that was speaking to me,
and on turning I saw
seven golden lampstands,
and in the midst of the lampstands
one like a son of man,
clothed with a long robe
and with a golden sash around his chest.
The hairs of his head were white,
like white wool, like snow.
His eyes were like a flame of fire,
his feet were like burnished bronze,
refined in a furnace,
and his voice was like the roar of many waters.
In his right hand he held seven stars,
from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword,
and his face was like the sun shining in full strength.
that was speaking to me,
and on turning I saw
seven golden lampstands,
and in the midst of the lampstands
one like a son of man,
clothed with a long robe
and with a golden sash around his chest.
The hairs of his head were white,
like white wool, like snow.
His eyes were like a flame of fire,
his feet were like burnished bronze,
refined in a furnace,
and his voice was like the roar of many waters.
In his right hand he held seven stars,
from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword,
and his face was like the sun shining in full strength.
sofie
benjamin gate
wurmbrand
Pater noster
qui est in cealis
Sanctificetur nomen tuum
Adveniat regnum tuum
Fiat voluntas tua sicut in caelo et in terra
Panem nostrum quotidianum
Da nobis hodie
Et dimitte nobis debita nostra
Sicut dimittimus debitoribus nostris
Et ne nos inducas in tentationem
Sed libera nos a malo.
Amen.
qui est in cealis
Sanctificetur nomen tuum
Adveniat regnum tuum
Fiat voluntas tua sicut in caelo et in terra
Panem nostrum quotidianum
Da nobis hodie
Et dimitte nobis debita nostra
Sicut dimittimus debitoribus nostris
Et ne nos inducas in tentationem
Sed libera nos a malo.
Amen.
zedekim
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem
How often would I have gathered your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you would not!