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Sermons on iTunes, the Blog, and Everywhere

My amazing new laptop is allowing me to try out all sorts of new things. Among them, podcasting.

We're pleased to announce that Northaven now has podcasts of our sermons at iTunes and up at the Northaven website.

Still working on the actual design so that it looks nice and beautiful on the Northaven site. But the podcast feed will basically replace the old "Sermons" page at the Northaven site. You can find that
here.

It's also live on iTunes, at the iTunes store. So, if you've got an iPod and have been itching to get our sermons as iTunes podcast, knock yourself out by going
here.

(If you've gone a non-iPod devise, or just listen to rss audio feeds some other way, you can "subscribe" at that first link I gave...)

The cool thing about an podcast feed, of course, is that you can import it to just about anywhere. So, I've put it here on the blog too. Just scroll down the righthand navigational window, till you find the box that says "Sermons."
You should be able to listen in there too, if like, without ever leaving this page.

Hope you enjoy all this. We'll announce this to the greater Northaven community sometime later this week, when we're done making the web-version look pretty.

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Why Is Apology So Strange?

"I screwed up."

No, I didn't really screw up. At least, not in any way that I believe I owe you all an apology.

It's an expression. It's something many of us say every day.

Learning to apologize is a key value of a mature adult human being. But to hear the screaming headlines in this morning's papers, you would think President Obama saying "I screwed up" was the most horrible admission a President could ever make.

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Warren-less Wiretap

It’s sleeting outside and very cold. We’ve got a fire in the hearth, and are assuming that, at the very least life will be delayed a few hours tomorrow morning. The dogs are grateful for their position under the kitchen table, and we had a nice night of turkey chili and Merlot.

The perfect time for some blogging. So, just a few thoughts about Rick Warren.
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A Prayer for Inauguration Day from Bishop Gene Robinson

Thanks to Pastor Dan at Street Prophets for the heads up on this video and text.

Below is the prayer of Bishop Gene Robinson, at the beginning of the "
We Are One" concert on the Mall in Washington. (Blogged about yesterday, here) Apparently, the prayer has become somewhat controversial, in that the Inaugural Committee chose to not run it as a part of the HBO special.

Shame.

Because it was a great prayer for that day...and for this one....
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Like You and Like I (A Christmas Meditation)

I didn't think I'd get a Christmas devotional done this year. But it looks like I did. You can hear most of this in audio form by clicking here. You can read it by just continuing below. Hope you're having a blessed holiday...
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Northaven Staff Advent Liturgical Dance

Never let it be said that my staff does not have a sense of humor...

You may not realize this, but our hard-working Northaven staff has been busy perfecting our first ever musical dance number.

After weeks of practice, we've polished very move, hired a professional director, and cut our first Northaven Staff Music Video.

So, what follows is the World Premier of the "Northaven Staff Advent Liturgical Dance," sent to you with our sincere love, gratitude, and the hope for more smiles throughout these holidays.

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A Prayer for President-Elect Obama

Ross Wise is a friend of mine. He and wife Sharon live in the beautiful East Texas town of Gilmer. I know Ross because he's a Kerrvert...and even more intimately than that, he's a "Nasbillian" like me.

But, unlike me, Ross is a Baptist and a Republican. That's why this prayer he's written captured my attention. And I liked it so much, I thought that it worthy to pass along to you too.

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How Jan Sanders Spent All Saints Sunday

Jan Sanders the widow of Judge Barefoot Sanders. Barefoot, as many of you will recall, is the legendary Federal Judge from here in Dallas who died about a month ago. Northaven has been Jan and Barefoot's spiritual home for more than three decades, as they have raised their family and served the community, and we were honored to host his memorial service.

I told this story this morning in church, and because everybody at
Northaven Church knows Jan, it got applause. Which makes me think that even though it's late on All Saints Sunday, it might be inspiring for others to hear it too.

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Universal health coverage should be the federal government’s responsibility

This blog is about health care. But it could just as easily be about the financial crisis, the war, the environment, education, or any number of social issues before us today. Because, to my mind, there is a great confluence among the issues of our day. You can analyze them through the same lens and come to the same conclusion each time.

And that conclusion is this: we need change.
And my own personal conviction is: I believe we need change because of what I believe about God.

The title of the blog comes from an episode of a great new NPR show called "
Intelligence Squared." The show originally comes from England. Participants engage in an "Oxford Style Debate," for and against a particular motion. Three speakers "for," and three speakers "against."

I picked health care because:
1) It's on a LOT of people's minds, and
2) Because Dr. Kellermann's essay is so good.

What follows after the jump is the speech by Dr. Art Kellermann from that program, and a long essay by me written just this morning.
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A Photo History of Community Organizers

Wow. The repost of my little blog, expanding on Jim Wallis' original ideas, has been burning up the wires over at DailyKos this afternoon. It spent a better part of the afternoon as the top "recommended" journal, and is on the way to having 400 comments.

Wow. This issue clearly touches a button. I certainly do not agree with every comment, and find some of them offensive in language and tone. But it's interesting to see the passion there. Take a
look.

I think this "dissing" of Community Organizers and their "responsibilities" is going to backfire...but that's my hunch.

In the midst of the many comments was one from Beverly, about her own diary, entitled "
A Photo History of Community Organizers."

It's worth a quick read. Or, enjoy the video version beyond the jump, which has the benefit of a sweet U2 soundtrack:
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Sarah Palin Owes Some Good People an Apology

I've been bothered by a snippy comment from Sarah Palin's speech the other night, and have wanted to write about it. But Jim Wallis beat me to it. So, this morning, I will simply cite a few of the highlights of his fine blog --whose title I have borrowed as the title of this one-- and direct you to it, in the hopes you'll read it too.

More than anything else, Palin's comments have opened up an opportunity to remind the nation of just how important "Community Organizers" have become, just how connected they are to faith communities, and just how much "responsibility" they really do shoulder for the rest of our society.

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Would it be Wrong to Pray for Rain?

I posted the video that inspired this question to my Facebook page, and it got a couple of nice comments. So I thought I'd expand my thinking on it into a blog entry.

The question for this blog is:
Would it be wrong to pray for rain?

The answer is: it depends, I suppose.

If you're a West Texas rancher, and you're in the middle of a long drought, then it's probably an understandable petition to God.

If you're allegedly a Christian minister, and you're clearly wishing for God to, ahem, rain down judgement on your adversaries, then the answer is:

"Yes....it's wrong to pray for rain."

And I know that second example
sounds crazy. But it happened just a few weeks back, when a member of "Focus on the Family" actually encouraged people to pray for rain on the night of Obama's acceptance speech.

Like I said, I had heard about this in conversation. But to see the video? It's amazing. And deserves further unpacking.
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Heartsick for NOLA and the Gulf Coast

I'm heartsick tonight.

Watching the ominous sight of Gustav, and knowing what I know about NOLA and all of the Gulf Coast?

It's just heartbreaking.

The past three summers, we've taken our mission trips to the Biloxi/Gulfport area. I know I speak for many in
our church when I say that we've fallen in love with the people there. They have such good hearts, and are the kind of solid folks anyone would be proud to get to know.

Tonight, I am thinking about them. I am praying for
all of them. And I am asking you to pray too. What I have learned in the last three years along the Gulf Coast is that everyone there has a story about the storm. Everyone. You hear stories form waitresses and hotel clerks. Tonight, I feel like sharing a few of the stories I know best, so perhaps you can put a face with your prayers. (Read the rest. Click here)

The Long Road To Forgiveness (The Kim Phuc Story)

Every so often, I find one of the "The I Believe" podcasts that is so compelling that I just have to pass it along to you. That happened yesterday, as I was driving along listening to an episode of the great NPR series.

What came up on the iPod was the incredible story of Kim Phuc.

You have seen a picture of Kim. It was when she was nine-years-old, and running down the road between Phnom Penh and Saigon. She is naked. Her clothes have been burned off by a napalm bomb. She is crying. She is, to a generation, simply "the girl in the photograph."

She's an adult now, living in Canada with children of her own, and her essay for "This I Believe" has the enticing title of "The Long Road to Forgiveness."
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A Conversation with Job (Yes, the guy from the Bible...)

Job, the guy from the Old Testament, stopped by the house the other day for a visit. He looked good for somebody pushing 2,500-years-old. We had a nice chat. I wish I'd turned on the tape recorder in time, but I didn't think about that quickly enough. However, I'm pretty sure I can recall the gist of the conversation.

So what follows is a pretty close transcription...
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Gulf Coast Mission Trip

Went back to the Gulf Coast again this week, for a third mission trip in as many years. This one was with our youth. And we've took some short cell phone videos that we've posted as vlogs for your enjoyment.

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Art and Soul Update

Speaking of my favorite podcasts, I haven't mentioned "Art and Soul" lately. This is really a shame, since many of the guests the past year have been close friends.

If you haven't heard of "
Art and Soul of North Texas," it's a podcast created by my friend, Shelly Niedbuhr --quite an accomplished artist herself-- that explores the intersections of creativity and spirituality.

And, as I mentioned, many of the recent guests are among my best friends.
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Strangers Bring Us Closer to God

"This I Believe" was a marvelous radio feature created decades ago by legendary radio man, Edward R. Murrow. In the modern era, it's been revived by NPR and independent producer, Jay Allison. I listen to it faithfully, via podcast, and I highly recommend the series to you. Basically, "ordinary people from all walks of life" submit short essays on their "beliefs" and the best of those are chosen for broadcast.

The one below is a recent submission that moved me because it speaks to my own sense of Christian faith, calling, and social understanding.
Her own website says this about author Sara Miles:

"Raised as an atheist, Sara Miles lived an enthusiastically secular life as a restaurant cook and writer. Then early one morning, for no earthly reason, she wandered into a church. “I was certainly not interested in becoming a Christian,” she writes. “Or, as I thought of it rather less politely, a religious nut.”

But she ate a piece of bread, took a sip of wine, and found herself radically transformed...."


Below is the text of Sara's essay, titled
"Strangers Bring Us Closer to God." As I said, a lot of my own theology is embedded in this beautiful essay. I have added emphasis here and there, just because.
Listen to it on iTunes
here. Read it below. (Read the rest. Click here)

Non-Violent "action" at General Conference

As I alluded to briefly, earlier this week the General Conference of the United Methodist Church has been meeting in Fort Worth for the past two weeks. I've been there almost every day of those two weeks, primarily supporting a cause near and dear to the heart of many in our church: full inclusion of GLBT persons in our denomination. (Read the rest. Click here)

The Cell Phone Debacle and What it Should Tell Us

Over the weekend, news broke of conservative elements within the United Methodist Church attempting to sway votes at the General Conference by providing cell phones to international delegates from Africa and elsewhere. (Read the rest. Click here)

Consider the Bluebonnets: An Earth Day Meditation

(Note: as "Earth Week" draws to a close, I offer this edited sermon text from two weeks ago. You can actually hear the slightly modified spoken version by clicking here.) (Read the rest. Click here)

The Holy Family: A Meditation

A quick trip to Starbucks this morning reminded me that --for all most of the world knows-- the Christmas season is over. They've taken down most of their holiday displays. "Christmas Blend" is in the sale rack.

Know what's funny, though? Technically, we're still
in the Christmas season. Yes, despite what you've been told, the Christmas season does not begin the day after Thanksgiving and end December 26th. That's the Corporate Christmas. If you're a fan of big corporations and conspicuous consumption, this is the season for you. (I've actually seen decorations in stores on my birthday: September 21st, the Fall Equinox!!!)

The
actual Christmas season --at least the way it was originally celebrated-- ran through January 6th; a day known as "Epiphany." That's the day dedicated to celebrating the coming of the Wise Men. The days between Christmas Day and Epiphany are precisely twelve in number.

Yep. That's where the song comes from. (Didn't you always wonder?)
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Christmas Lists: A Meditation

It's hard to tell just where we are with Santa this year. Maria and her parents are doing something of a "Don't Ask Don't Tell" dance with each other around all the major issues.

But she
did go to see him Saturday: (Read the rest. Click here)

My Immigration Blog Gets Republished

Dallas Area Progressive Christian Alliance is a small group of dedicated believers who happen to believe that not only can you be liberal/progressive and be a Christian, but that the Gospel perhaps even indicates a kind of progressivism that many do not typically associate with the faith They seek to stand as a counter to the pervasiveness of the "religious right" and offer people an alternative.

You can check out their website
here.

Back in April of 2006, I preached a sermon on the morning of the "MegaMarch." The DAPCA is currently unpacking the issue of immigration, and they have republished this sermon on their website. You can read it
here. (Read the rest. Click here)

Perspective

Perspective... (Read the rest. Click here)

The Good Samaritan

(The following is an edited version of a sermon givin at Northaven Church on July 15th) (Read the rest. Click here)

Art and Soul of North Texas


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For those of us interested in the connection between art and spirituality (and, actually, I hope that is most of us...) there's a new local podcast out there that you need to check out.

It's called "
Art and Soul of North Texas," and it's created by my friend Shelly Niebuhr. Shelly is a wonderful artist herself --a musician and painter-- and you may know her as half of the duo "ClarySage."

The website says that "Art and Soul of North Texas" is:
"Inspiring conversations with ordinary people creating extraordinary art."
Each podcast is an extended interview with a local musician/artist about their art, and about the way that spirit and art collide. Here's some of what Sherry says about the podcast on her site:
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Humiliation Theory and Terrorism

While surfing the Morning News Views blog this week, I stumbled on a fascinating link, posted by Keven Ann Willey. The article is from a publication called "Democracy: A Journal of Ideas," and the title is "A Matter of Pride: Why We Can't Buy Off the Next Osama bin Laden.

It seems to me that the insights of this essay are quite good. So, I wanted to blog about it here because my sincere hope is that ideas like this might be more seriously discussed in the mainstream. The more blogs that pick it up, the more it might actually get out there and get discussed in the real world.
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The Tumped Over Tree: A Christmas Meditation

Here is a Christmas meditation for this year....
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Fruit Pies and Pencil Lead: A Thanksgiving Meditation

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(Adapted from a sermon at Northaven Church, delivered this morning...EF)
Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving. We had an incredibly restful one around here. We decided to stay here at home, just the three of us. We still did up the whole turkey/dressing/meal thing. It was wonderfully peaceful. Not that we don't love our families, and not that we didn't have chances to be with them. But a couple of months ago, Maria actually asked us if we could spend Thanksgiving by ourselves this year. This was deep in the middle of the campaign season when --between that, Maria's activities, and regular church stuff-- we were basically meeting each other coming and going. So, we took her small request as a barometer of sorts. After some original plans fell through, we thought, maybe we
do just need the time by ourselves. As it turns out, we did. Hope you had a good weekend too.

And since it is still, technically, Thanksgiving Weekend, let me tell you a little story about family worries and fruit pie. For many of us, "family worry and fruit pie" about sums up our Thanksgiving experience.Happy
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Labor Day 2006

One of my friends, Joerg Rieger, who is a professor at Perkins School of Theology, has written this essay about Labor Day 2006. It's a good one, and I hope you'll read it below.

Labor Day, like Memorial Day, doesn't really seem to mean what it used to in our country, and I think that's a shame. So, I hope you'll think about the challenging thoughts Joerg puts before us all.
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If Everybody Claims Victory, Does Everybody Win? (Israel and Hezbollah)

It's the craziest part of the new cease fire between Israel and Hezbollah-- the part where both sides are claiming victory. Both sides seem ready to accept this --at least temporary-- cease fire. Both sides are publicly saying now is a great time to stop dropping bombs on the other. Because --they each claim-- they have met most of their major "goals."

For Hezbollah, I suppose they have managed to assert themselves as a powerful political/social force in the region. For Israel, I suppose at some level, they have avenged the kidnapping of two soldiers.

But how is this victory? Isn't it just a pitiful continuation of the same conflict that has raged for....how long? Decades? Centuries? Millennia?

And here's the truth: no matter what each side claims, this is not a war that can be won. Ever. Not now. Not a hundred years from now. Winning/losing is the completely wrong conceptual axis. The only real realistic axis moves back and forth between coexistence and constant war.

Anytime anybody thinks they have "won" in the Middle East, get ready for more bloodshed down the road.

A few years back, during the Palestinian Intifada, I wrote a song called "Ishmael and Isaac." And, in honor (honor?) of current conflict, I've put it up on my myspace page, and you can
listen to it there. (And use the "Standalone Player" as you read the rest of this blog...) (Read the rest. Click here)

Code Comments

You may not know this, but I sometimes re-post these blog entries over on the "Talking Points Memo Cafe." It's an online community associated with the great political blog, Talking Points Memo. It's designed to give readers the chance to weigh in on their own, and create a really interesting little community of debate and discussion.

I mention this, because I cross-posted my last entry on the DaVinci Code, and it's generated some interesting comments. If you
click here , you can scroll through the essay itself, and read some of the things folks have been saying in response.

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The DaVinci Code: What We Know and DON'T Know About Religion

Today, the DaVinci Code madness starts all over again.

Actually, the madness has been building for several months now, ahead of the release of the DaVinci Code movie today. (In theaters around the planet, to read the press release)

As many of you know, I have the theological training (seminary degree) and literary training (journalism degree) to be more than a little dangerous. And since this is a book/movie/cultural phenomenon that is both literary and theological event, you might expect me to have a few thoughts.
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This is an interesting book precisely because it blends mystery, suspense, theology, sex, history, into a potent and captivating brew. But I hear many people asking questions that we don't often ask about works of fiction. Folks are asking: "Is it true?"
(click "Read More" below...)

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City Hawks

I keep seeing hawks here in North Dallas.

I don't remember ever seeing them before about six months ago. But, since then, I've seen maybe four or five. Most of them have been soaring high above Kiowa Creek Park, winding up and down our neighborhood tributary of White Rock Creek. They tower above the creek beds, looking for mice I suppose...or rats...or whatever else they might see down there.

When I lived in Mason for a year, I used go to Enchanted Rock quite a lot and watch the hawks circling the high hill there. I used to watch them, riding the breezes back and forth, swooping across that pink-rocked dome, looking for prey...enjoying the ride on the wind. And I remember my sister --who once upon was a paid "raptor interpreter" at a nature museum-- telling me how great a hawk's eyesight is. They can see those tiny mice from far up in the sky. I've never seen them dive in on their "prey" on our little suburban creekbed. But they swoop back and forth with the same motion, the same singleness of purpose and intention, that those hawks on Enchanted Rock always had...

Every time I've seen one of these incredible birds these past few months, I have to stop what I'm doing (I literally pull over the car, or stop my walk) just to stand and watch for a minute.
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Brief Easter Thoughts

It's far too late to really blog extensively on Easter this year. We had a fine, fine morning at church. Really good crowd. All was well.
Had a great time with family this afternoon too.

My own thoughts about Easter this morning were primarily inspired by
Sarah Dylan Breuer; one of the finest online preacher/writers out there. And one of the only ones I read routinely. Even if it wasn't too late to bring you a scintillating and original Easter blog tonight, I might just refer you to Dylan's words anyway.

What I like about what she's written this year is her challenging assertion that Easter isn't really about what Jesus did. Or even more powerfully, crazy as it sounds, Easter really isn't even really about the resurrection.
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Monster Truck Liturgy

UPDATE:
I've just Googled "Monster Truck Liturgy" and found some info on its origins....

There's
this entry that tells the full story.

Apparently, it was produced by an actual Episcopal who goes to
this actual church....although the ad has not actually been used officially to advertise the church. It was produced by a guy named Mike McKenzie, who has proved that Episcopalians DO have a good sense of humor.

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When Religion Goes Bad. Or, When Religious People Do (A Terrying Video Symbolizes a Very Real Issue)

Religion can bring out the best of our human nature.
Religion can bring out the worst of our human nature.

Religion ought to teach folks to be more loving, more kind, more generous, and more caring. Religion ought to teach us compassion for our fellow human beings, a reverence for what is holy , for other humans, and for the natural world. Religion ought to inspire people to great acts of mercy and great attitudes of service toward the world.

It doesn't always, though. Sometimes, religion gets twisted. Sometimes, it becomes nothing more than rule-following. In fact, there are a great many people who believe religion is ONLY about "rule following," and not about any of the values I've mentioned above. Jesus used to get frustrated with these kind of folks...folks who were more concerned with following the rules than helping people.
The Bible is full of stories where it's clear Jesus cares more for people than for following a set of rules... (Read the rest. Click here)

Getting Priorities Straight (Mike Holmgren and hs wife remind us about what's important)

Before the game gets going in a little while, I wanted to post this story that I just read about. This is the kind of story I love to hear about, and it makes all the hype and bs of the day fade away for me for a moment....maybe it will for you too.

Here's
the original reference, and the text of the story is provided below.

What caught my attention was Holmgren's quote about his wife:

"She works very hard at a lot of things that are more important than coaching a football game."

What an great perspective... (Read the rest. Click here)

"Does anybody know what Christmas is all about" (A Christmas Day Message)

"Does anybody know what Christmas is all about?" (A Christmas Day Message)

Have you ever wondered why, in modern time, many of our myths about aliens from outerspace feature creatures that look somewhat human? I mean, think about it: a space creature could look like anything. It could be a blob creeping along the ground. But instead, many of the aliens of our modern mythologies have elongated faces, and big eyes, and strangely formed hand. But! They usually have two eyes...and a mouth....they often walk upright like we do.

Perhaps even in modern guise --even in the realm of science fiction, in our myths and messages from “beyond”-- we’re still really looking for a form we can understand and relate to; a form that looks almost human.

Whether it’s some modern mythology, or the Christmas story of 2,000 years ago, what we humans seem to yearn for is a word we can understand. A word that gets put in our language. A word that speaks to us on our level...

So, here’s a question for you: when was the first time that you clearly remember understanding the meaning of the Christmas message? Can you remember the moment it happened?

Because I can. And I have to tell you that even though I went to church religiously with my family as a child, it was not at church that first I learned the Word of the Christmas story. It was not at Sunday School. It was not in a sermon (something that humbles me constantly...).
No, it was not through any religious institution at all.
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Friday at Crawford: Camp Casey without Cindy Sheehan

Spent yesterday out at Camp Casey. I had been asked to provide music for an interfaith prayer vigil to take place at noon-time.

Here's a great photo collage from Jeff Paterson and "Not in Our Name" of the prayer vigil.

Jeff has also produced
an incredible video, with my song as the soundtrack.

(I heard that Channel 8 and Nightline both mentioned the vigil last night, but I didn't get to see either one...)

Spent several days this week, fretting over what music to play, and finally decided on some very simple songs. (I''ll talk about those in a minute...) The over-riding news of the day, of course, was the
departure from Camp Casey of Cindy Sheehan herself. The news was so fresh that no one really knew what we'd find there at camp when we arrived...would the movement be continuing? Would it fall apart?

Far from it. Actually, when I compare my trip Monday and my trip Friday, there were probably DOUBLE the number of folks out at the Camp and in at the
Crawford Peace House on Friday, after Cindy had left. (And, as I was leaving yesterday, more and more were still pouring in...) So, clearly, the movement is not waning, even with Cindy not there.

The clergy gathered at the Peace House about ten thirty, and went over our brief order of service. Then, we loaded in vans and went out to the site. It was great to meet Barbara R, from Austin, who was our van driver and an incredibly wonderful person. She and another guy (whose name escapes me...) seemed to mostly be putting things together.

The Gold Star Families, Iraq Veterans Groups, Military Families Speak Out, were holding a ten-thirty press conference, and as soon as it was over, our vigil was to start. You can hear some of that press conference here. (Quicktime)

The clergy gathered at the end of the row of crosses, and processed down toward Camp Casey. The family members, who were finishing their press conference, met us halfway, and we embraced and headed back to the camp. I must say, this was the most moving, but also the most annoying, part of the prayer vigil. It was moving, because we got to meet these family members of those who had died in Iraq, and the Iraq War Veterans who are joining them in support. It was annoying, because the media was crowding in, snapping pictures, and almost leering at us. I've been around the media now and then, but I've never found them to be THAT intrusive before. Even the Sheriff started speaking to them, challenging them to get off the road.

When we got the site, I opened the service with two songs: "
The Gift of Love" (caution: cheezy midi sound at this link...) and a song I'd written for the occasion, called "God is Here With Us." After this, there was a time of prayer from several clergy of many different denominations, a time for the "prayers of the people," and finally a time when the families and Vets gathered in the midst of us, and we prayed for them by laying hands on them in prayer.

At the very end, I played my new song, "
Prairie Chapel Road."

After we were finished, it was incredibly gratifying to have several of the family members come up to me and tell me how much they appreciated the song.

Several of them kept saying, "That's OUR song!"
And I said, 'Yes, of course it is...that's why I wrote it."

People kept telling me over and over that they hoped everyone could hear the song, and that it captured the feeling of Camp Casey really well. It's not often, as a songwriter, that you encounter people THAT grateful for what you've written, so it was humbling and gratifying all at the same time.

Among the wonderful military families I met who were grateful for the song, were Mimi Evans, and Becky Lourey (sp?) who is a Minnesota State Senator. They did a marvelous job at their press conference, making it clear that they are keeping the questions Cindy originally asked open.

I spent a lot of time with Charlie Anderson, an Iraq War Vet who served around Basra and "south of Bagdad." Won't go into all of what we talked about, but it was a powerful and moving conversation. (Quicktime of
Charlie reading a letter).

After this, we escorted the families members and vets to the doorstep of Bush's ranch, as they
attempted to deliver a letter to him. However, a Secret Service agent was there at the gate and said that no one was there who could officially accept the letter. So, the families left the letter in the middle of the road, along with one of the flowers we'd given them.

Afterwards, we went back to the Peace House for lunch and more visiting with the families/vets. I am very grateful for this chance to listen to the stories of these mothers and veterans, and to support them and their right to speak out for peace. I'm amazed at their courage and their ability to stay focused, in the midst of all sorts of craziness. They don't ALL agree...they don't all see the "solution" eye-to-eye. But they are united in their desire for a swift and lasting peace.

To date, my song, Prairie Chapel Road, has been downloaded over 850 time during the past week (update: 3100 times as of 01.31.06). I DO hope that folks continue to use Prairie Chapel Road as a way of talking about their experience of Camp Casey, and I'm grateful for every person who finds it healing.

Schiavo

I've avoided commenting on the Terri Schiavo situation for as long as I could. But even as much as I'd like to avoid it, it seems to be the story that just won't go away. So, here goes, whether you asked for it or not...

First off, the ironies of this whole situation are numerous, gaping, and might even be funny if the facts of the case weren't so sobering. I should say that I've had the high honor of being with families as they have had to make these kinds of life and death decisions for loved ones.
Trust me, it's never easy. EVEN IF you have a signed "directive" from the patient, instructing their loved ones and doctors as to their wishes, it's never easy....no matter what that directive
instructs.
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What the Bleep....do we know?

I saw "What the Bleep Do we Know" the other day....last Friday afternoon, actually. I'd been wanting to see it for some time, because of my natural interest in spiritual things. Many of you have recommended that I see it.

I came away really having enjoyed it, but also with having been troubled by some of the directions the movie went. For example, I have been intrigued by the connection between my favorite kind of theology,
Process Theology, and Quantum Physics.

For years, I have been searching for more of a connection between the two, and have been a little disspointed that there's not more out there on the connections. My favorite process thinker is
Charles Hartshorne, and outside of a small group of egghead theologians and philosophers, not many people know about him.

I was interested in the ideas of Masaru Emoto, and the "
Message from Water." Before I leap off the edge and accept everything about it whole hogg, I'd love to hear than another scientist or two have replicated his thoughts. But, it IS really, really interesting...

I found myself having a visercally negative reaction to the woman "expert" in the field, and at the end of the movie, discovered that she is, in fact, "Ramtha," a New Age-y healer of some reknown.

Somehow, it explained my reaction to her. The one thing she said that REALLY stuck with me was when, in criticizing the "organized religions,"she said that there was great hubris and sin in assuming that God could take human form, or be anthropomorphic. (my word, not her's...)

This was strange critique, it seemed to me, coming from a woman who purports to channel the spirit of a 3500-year-old man. But I guess others didn't see the irony in that.

I'll probably say more on this later...

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