The cross is heavy and the road is long, Jesus falls to the ground and
the soldiers drag him to his feet again. The world is filled with
people who have fallen and are trying desperately to get up. People
released from prison, the persecuted, a student struggling in school or
with peer pressure, a breadwinner losing a job, or someone being told
they have cancer.
While driving in downtown Amsterdam, I stopped
at a light and noticed a homeless man with a long scar across his face,
like a map to a life of pain and strife. He was picking through the
trash scattered along the road looking for discarded cans and bottles.
This down and out man depended upon the waste and squander of other
people in order to survive. I can’t imagine what happened to this man
which brought him to such low estate.
It doesn’t take long for
Jesus to fall from the weight of the cross. When he falls the first
time, can we imagine his head hitting the pavement or the crown of
thorns pushing down and embedding into his head or the welts beginning
to rise on the body of Christ? Are we like spectators at an accident,
looking for gore and missing the meaning and the call?
When we
fall to the ground under the weight of our crosses, the temptation is to
stay down low. When someone else falls, the temptations is to stare,
mock, look the other way, not get involved, or to think that it’s not
any of our business.
When we take the time to notice that we
are all on our knees in some way or another, we might see some of the
broken pieces of our lives scattered on the ground and how brightly they
can shine in the eyes of another when their courage swells. Dorothy
Day once kissed the countenance of a cancerous faced woman. She said,
"When we kiss the face of someone who has fallen, we kiss the face of
Christ." Do we see the face of Christ revealed in every person
standing by our side?
Jesus, the cross you have been carrying is
very heavy. You are becoming weak and almost ready to faint, and you
fall down. Nobody seems to want to help you. Sometimes we put things
off. Sometimes we give up too easily, and don’t do our work or give
other people a chance. Help us to do our work as well as we can and to
finish what we have started. When we fall, help us get up again and keep
going.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
The Second Station: Jesus Takes Up His Cross, by Nat.
A heavy cross is thrust into Jesus’ arms and he is ordered to carry it.
Jesus accepts it. We are burdened by so many crosses in life. Crosses
of fear, loneliness, hunger, poverty, persecution, relationships. We
scarcely notice people who are also carrying crosses: students
struggling in school, a grandmother who is nearing the end of life,
people who are afraid or lonely, someone in a relationship of unrequited
love, the loss of job, homelessness, hunger, a diagnosis of cancer.
Sometimes we feel like we’re not appreciated. Sometimes we feel as if we
accept more responsibility than we need to. We can feel sorry for
ourselves, even though the crosses others carry are much larger than our
own. In our self-pity, we may not reach out to help.
While serving my country in the army during World War Two, my platoon was ambushed by enemy fire. A shell went off nearby and shrapnel flew everywhere. Several pieces hit me and I was overcome with pain as the searing metal fragments sliced into the bone and muscle of my foot and ankle. As enemy fire flashed around us, I knew that we had to retreat to a more safe location. Despite the pain, I rose to my knees and noticed that the other men were severely injured. Just as Jesus took up his cross, I too had to do what was required of me. Practically paralyzed with pain, one by one, on my backside I dragged my brothers to safety, lifting each of them over a stone wall, away from enemy fire, to life.
As the macabre crucifixion scene plays out, Jesus labors to be upright and impervious to the jeers of some in the crowd. Yet, there is an oasis within, a place where psalms still flourish. Just as Jesus lumbered forward, I too did what was the right thing to do, choosing life with each labored pull and step.
Almighty God, whose beloved Son willingly endured the agony and shame of the cross for our redemption: Give us courage to take up our cross and follow him; who lives and reigns for ever and ever. Amen.
*Nat received a Silver Star, Bronze Star and Purple Heart for his heroism on that day.
While serving my country in the army during World War Two, my platoon was ambushed by enemy fire. A shell went off nearby and shrapnel flew everywhere. Several pieces hit me and I was overcome with pain as the searing metal fragments sliced into the bone and muscle of my foot and ankle. As enemy fire flashed around us, I knew that we had to retreat to a more safe location. Despite the pain, I rose to my knees and noticed that the other men were severely injured. Just as Jesus took up his cross, I too had to do what was required of me. Practically paralyzed with pain, one by one, on my backside I dragged my brothers to safety, lifting each of them over a stone wall, away from enemy fire, to life.
As the macabre crucifixion scene plays out, Jesus labors to be upright and impervious to the jeers of some in the crowd. Yet, there is an oasis within, a place where psalms still flourish. Just as Jesus lumbered forward, I too did what was the right thing to do, choosing life with each labored pull and step.
Almighty God, whose beloved Son willingly endured the agony and shame of the cross for our redemption: Give us courage to take up our cross and follow him; who lives and reigns for ever and ever. Amen.
*Nat received a Silver Star, Bronze Star and Purple Heart for his heroism on that day.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Ulloa's Rings and the Transfiguration
Mark 9:2 And after six days Jesus taketh with him Peter, and James, and
John, and leadeth them up into an high mountain apart by themselves: and
he was transfigured before them. And his raiment became shining, white
as snow.
We began our hike of the Adirondack Mountains around 4 AM with the lofty goal to ascend six of the high peaks in one day (we succeeded, BTW). The sun rose early and the sky was clear and blue, however there were still clouds of fog surrounding the higher elevations of the mountainous peaks. We reached the summit of Phelps mountain in no time where I witnessed a meteorological illusion of white luminous rings surrounding a tree which was off in the distance. It was haunting and beautiful.
When we reached the summit of Mount Marcy we encountered the summit steward and told her about the apparition we saw. She said it was Ulloa’s ring, named after a Spanish naval officer, Ulloa. The rings are very rare. When conditions are just right and where there is a certain amount of moisture in the air, sunlight, and the position between the object and the viewer are are at certain angles, the rings appear.
From "An Introduction to Meteorological Optics," - His name is also recalled as the meteorological term Ulloa's halo (also known as Bouguer's halo), which an observer may see infrequently in fog when sun breaks through (for example, on a mountain) — effectively a "fog-bow" (as opposed to a "rain-bow"). A fog-bow is defined as "an infrequently observed meteorological phenomenon; a faint white, circular arc or complete ring of light that has a radius of 39 degrees and is centered on the antisolar point. When observed, it is usually in the form of a separate outer ring around an anticorona."
After doing a little research I learned that this phenomenon has been seen all over the world, usually in mountainous regions and it has had many names: Ulloa’s ring, Ulloa’s halo, Bouguer’s halo, glories, white rainbow, fogbow and Spectre of the Brocken; among dozens of scientific terms.
Several years ago on Transfiguration Sunday I told my story to Leonard, the priest at my church, and he became incensed, refusing to hear my testimony. He said that he won't listen to anything which tries to explain or diminish the mystical or holiness of Jesus. I told him that this was not an attempt to diminish what happened on the mountain that day with Peter, James, and John, but to show that the testimony found in Scripture about the sudden emanation of radiance surrounding Jesus was true, accurate, and possible. He would have none of it.
So, whether you believe in Jesus or not, whether you believe that science and religion can exist together, whether you think that the transfiguration story is based upon fact or magic, believe this - a person can glow dazzlingly white early in the morning on a mountain top. Meet me at four a.m.
-Malcolm Kogut.
We began our hike of the Adirondack Mountains around 4 AM with the lofty goal to ascend six of the high peaks in one day (we succeeded, BTW). The sun rose early and the sky was clear and blue, however there were still clouds of fog surrounding the higher elevations of the mountainous peaks. We reached the summit of Phelps mountain in no time where I witnessed a meteorological illusion of white luminous rings surrounding a tree which was off in the distance. It was haunting and beautiful.
When we reached the summit of Mount Marcy we encountered the summit steward and told her about the apparition we saw. She said it was Ulloa’s ring, named after a Spanish naval officer, Ulloa. The rings are very rare. When conditions are just right and where there is a certain amount of moisture in the air, sunlight, and the position between the object and the viewer are are at certain angles, the rings appear.
From "An Introduction to Meteorological Optics," - His name is also recalled as the meteorological term Ulloa's halo (also known as Bouguer's halo), which an observer may see infrequently in fog when sun breaks through (for example, on a mountain) — effectively a "fog-bow" (as opposed to a "rain-bow"). A fog-bow is defined as "an infrequently observed meteorological phenomenon; a faint white, circular arc or complete ring of light that has a radius of 39 degrees and is centered on the antisolar point. When observed, it is usually in the form of a separate outer ring around an anticorona."
After doing a little research I learned that this phenomenon has been seen all over the world, usually in mountainous regions and it has had many names: Ulloa’s ring, Ulloa’s halo, Bouguer’s halo, glories, white rainbow, fogbow and Spectre of the Brocken; among dozens of scientific terms.
Several years ago on Transfiguration Sunday I told my story to Leonard, the priest at my church, and he became incensed, refusing to hear my testimony. He said that he won't listen to anything which tries to explain or diminish the mystical or holiness of Jesus. I told him that this was not an attempt to diminish what happened on the mountain that day with Peter, James, and John, but to show that the testimony found in Scripture about the sudden emanation of radiance surrounding Jesus was true, accurate, and possible. He would have none of it.
So, whether you believe in Jesus or not, whether you believe that science and religion can exist together, whether you think that the transfiguration story is based upon fact or magic, believe this - a person can glow dazzlingly white early in the morning on a mountain top. Meet me at four a.m.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
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Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Stations of the Cross
One of my favorite seasons of the church year is Lent and one of my most
favorite devotions is/are the stations of the cross. In the various
churches I have served I have organized dozens of living stations of the
cross services utilizing between 40 - 60 participants serving as
actors, readers, musicians and writers. During the next forty days I
will occasionally blog a meditation from many of those various
presentations.
The First Station; Jesus is Condemned to Death
Fearing for uprisings, the government made it a law that no person shall proclaim to be the Messiah. Jesus broke that law, was arrested, accused, tried, judged, and executed. Many people today would perceive that law as an injustice but, it was the law of the day. Jesus took seriously the mission described in Isaiah: "The Spirit of the Lord has anointed me to bring glad tidings to the poor, to proclaim liberty to captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free." Injustice or not, Jesus broke the law and for proclaiming the kingdom that challenges the order of society and, in order to protect that current society and its powers, Jesus had to die.
Jesus stood all alone before Pilate. His friends and followers abandoned him. Nobody spoke up for him. Nobody helped defend him. He devoted his entire life to helping others, listening to the most hated of society and caring for those who were ignored by others. Nobody seemed to remember that as they prepared to put him to death. No good deed goes unpunished.
Sometimes we feel abandoned and afraid. Sometimes we may feel like we are treated unfairly or blamed for things we haven’t done. We have a hard time when people criticize us at home or at work. Alternatively, we sometimes put other people down or mock them because they are different. We do this to fellow students and fellow workers, family members we know who will forgive us, to people from different cultures or different nationalities. We do this to people we don't like or are afraid of or feel superior to or threatened by.
For comfort and purposes of good health I spend 98% of my time barefoot. I like to feel on the bottom of my feet the cool and the warmth, the sharp and the round, the smooth and the rough. From a lifetime of walking barefoot I feel at one with the ground. When God called Moses to be a prophet he said to him, "Remove the sandals from your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground." Wherever we stand, it is holy ground. The blood of the poor, the condemned, the accused, the hatred, the different, the lost, the abandoned, the forsaken, the homeless and the oppressed, has seeped into the soil beneath all our feet. This is holy ground. Without shoes our feet can feel the sharp pain from pieces of broken dreams hidden in the dirt on the ground where we stand. Our feet will kick up the dust of our past mistakes and condemnations of others. Only when we remove the feel good masking comfort of our thick soled shoes will we become one with the holy ground and everything which makes it holy (a friend of mine puts a silver dollar coin in her shoe during Lent to remind her of holy ground with each step she takes).
Almighty God, whose most dear Son suffered pain and was crucified, mercifully grant that we, walking in the way of the cross on your holy ground, may find it none other than the way of life, healing and peace; through Jesus Christ you Son our Lord. Amen
"Well, the earth is the Lord’s
and the fullness thereof
From the waters beneath
To the heavens above, so...
Take, Take off your shoes
You’re standing on my holy ground
You’re standing on my holy ground"
-Jim Manley.
The First Station; Jesus is Condemned to Death
Fearing for uprisings, the government made it a law that no person shall proclaim to be the Messiah. Jesus broke that law, was arrested, accused, tried, judged, and executed. Many people today would perceive that law as an injustice but, it was the law of the day. Jesus took seriously the mission described in Isaiah: "The Spirit of the Lord has anointed me to bring glad tidings to the poor, to proclaim liberty to captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free." Injustice or not, Jesus broke the law and for proclaiming the kingdom that challenges the order of society and, in order to protect that current society and its powers, Jesus had to die.
Jesus stood all alone before Pilate. His friends and followers abandoned him. Nobody spoke up for him. Nobody helped defend him. He devoted his entire life to helping others, listening to the most hated of society and caring for those who were ignored by others. Nobody seemed to remember that as they prepared to put him to death. No good deed goes unpunished.
Sometimes we feel abandoned and afraid. Sometimes we may feel like we are treated unfairly or blamed for things we haven’t done. We have a hard time when people criticize us at home or at work. Alternatively, we sometimes put other people down or mock them because they are different. We do this to fellow students and fellow workers, family members we know who will forgive us, to people from different cultures or different nationalities. We do this to people we don't like or are afraid of or feel superior to or threatened by.
For comfort and purposes of good health I spend 98% of my time barefoot. I like to feel on the bottom of my feet the cool and the warmth, the sharp and the round, the smooth and the rough. From a lifetime of walking barefoot I feel at one with the ground. When God called Moses to be a prophet he said to him, "Remove the sandals from your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground." Wherever we stand, it is holy ground. The blood of the poor, the condemned, the accused, the hatred, the different, the lost, the abandoned, the forsaken, the homeless and the oppressed, has seeped into the soil beneath all our feet. This is holy ground. Without shoes our feet can feel the sharp pain from pieces of broken dreams hidden in the dirt on the ground where we stand. Our feet will kick up the dust of our past mistakes and condemnations of others. Only when we remove the feel good masking comfort of our thick soled shoes will we become one with the holy ground and everything which makes it holy (a friend of mine puts a silver dollar coin in her shoe during Lent to remind her of holy ground with each step she takes).
Almighty God, whose most dear Son suffered pain and was crucified, mercifully grant that we, walking in the way of the cross on your holy ground, may find it none other than the way of life, healing and peace; through Jesus Christ you Son our Lord. Amen
"Well, the earth is the Lord’s
and the fullness thereof
From the waters beneath
To the heavens above, so...
Take, Take off your shoes
You’re standing on my holy ground
You’re standing on my holy ground"
-Jim Manley.
Marcy Lake and Dam
Marcy Lake; Come Sit With Me
Full of quiet sunshine
light of the blessed sphere
Marcy Lake flecks opaline
devoid from earthly cares
Holy quiet steeps the forest
surrounded by warmth and beauty
where healing quiet and consoling rest
is this sunlit temple’s only duty
I hear a wondrous whisper
through the heavenly quiet
while those with lofty summit aspirations
unfortunately pass by it
Beside the quiet rippling stream
I find an inner peace and calm
where softly sings the dulcet breeze
the sweet hushed cadence of nature’s psalm
A fleet of ducks intent on feeding
dart and bob for quagmire feast
the water on their pinions beading
from antic movements in caprice
This sweet and peaceful rural scene
where natures architectural play
from God, pulsates eternity
in awesome mountainous display
It need not be a church pew
for nature reflects all deity
to have communion with the hills
come, feel His presence, sit with me
-Malcolm Kogut.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
KOKOPELLI
That story kind of makes you wonder how much our world religions may have misinterpreted their history, traditions and scripture.
Kokopelli in current pop culture is typically depicted in cartoon format with a hunchback, long protrusions from the head-possibly feathers, and a flute. As I mentioned earlier, in ancient depictions it was described as a large phallus, though this feature is absent from most modern versions, as Spanish Christian missionaries in the colonial period discouraged it. Modern images of Kokopelli simply portray the god dancing and playing his flute. In the consumer world Kokopelli usually appears as a carved, painted, or drawn silhouette and is very popular on clothing, pop art, kitsch and greeting cards. He has proved to be very lucrative.
Kokopelli is somewhat of a trickster figure so young and unmarried women would often fear or, invoke him, as he is said to cause pregnancy. It is rummored that Kokopelli is able to detach his phallus and leave it in bathing areas in order to secretly impregnate girls. Maybe virgin birth is not that uncommon in other religions, although, I've read that the word "virgin" in days of old meant someone who was not married, not necessarily that they have not had sexual relations. But, I don't have a PhD in First Century Middle Eastern Culture.
In some tellings, Kokopelli’s hunchback is actually a sack filled with seeds and babies. In general, Kokopelli is a positive figure who brings abundance and enjoyment of life to his followers.
Lately, while lounging in my pool, I have noticed that I appear to be putting on weight . . . Oh Kokopelli, you trickster . . .
Monday, February 11, 2013
Why Are the Institutional Churches Failing? Reason One: Vision, Fear and Apathy.
A favorite discussion topic of mine is addressing why churches across
the country are failing or seeing diminished attendance with no sign of
growth. I have seven theories and I'd like to share my thoughts on the
first. So, keep in mind the old saying that the devil doesn't need to
beat the church, he needs only to join it. St. Augustine once said of
the church, "So many sheep without, so many wolves within."
Prayer is the least thing you can do for someone while still getting to grandstand like you are actually doing something. That may sound harsh and irreverent but, if I fall and break my leg, don't pray for me - call an ambulance. Then plan to come over for a few weeks to help with cooking and cleaning, then we can pray together in thanksgiving and praise for the gift of friendship, healing and ministry. After all, isn't that what church is all about, taking care of their, uhm, own?
Religion is a great comfort - to a world torn apart by religion because we confuse the wrappings with the goods. Let’s say Jane Doe walks out into a field one day and sits under a tree eating carrots. For whatever cosmic reasons she becomes enlightened and when she returns home everybody can see that she’s got a light around her the size of Manhattan. Within a week there would be thousands of us sitting under trees eating carrots. Once a year on that day there would be carrot celebrations and rituals, rules and recipes. That particular species of tree would become holy and we might even wear carrot pendants around our necks. We’d wind up killing people on the other side of the world who aren’t interested in hearing about Jane. Churches and pastors would spring up all over the place charging $200 per weekend to help us look and act more like Jane. But Jane’s enlightenment may not have had anything to do with the tree or the carrot or what she was wearing or her personality. Like the Buddha said, "Don’t follow in my footsteps, instead, seek what I sought." Jesus said "Seek ye first the Kingdom of God." Hafiz said simply, "Wherever God lays His glance life starts clapping and the myriad creatures grab their instruments and join the Song." We would go to the mall to purchase stuff to show off their Jane spirit.
Some of the most hate-filled, unforgiving, uncompassionate and merciless people I have ever encountered have been good church people (watch for my future "Mabel" blog). A lot of the aforementioned qualities fall insidiously neat under the banner of Christianity. I haven't been able to figure out why but I can only surmise that it parallels with what Shakespeare said, “Thou protesteth too much.” Maybe it is that we hate most in others what we fear in ourselves. Maybe we are afraid of looking into the abyss and seeing what is staring back at us. Maybe a vast number of church goers espouse that arrogance because they live beneath the mask of goodness. The only way to deny what they fear within themselves is to stand on the sins, failures and faults of others. Now, if your church is different, ask yourself if they would allow a murderer, drug dealer or sex offender to openly become a member of your congregation. Nowhere else does the query “What would Jesus do?” hold so much irrelevance when you ponder allowing undesirable and sinful lepers to sit in the pew with your family. All are welcome, except for those people.
We discourage people from the church in order to keep the gene pool, as it were, clean and, protecting existing members is more important than fighting sin. Many people who commit crimes and get arrested are good people who made mistakes, who got carried away with power and privilege or had a lapse in judgment. Does that make them bad people? Does that mean they can't learn, change or grow? Do they deserve second chances? Do we even know who is sitting in the next pew? Oscar Wilde, who was sent to prison for three years because he was gay said, "Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future."
Altemio Sanchez was a pillar of his community, trusted and professional. He was a church lector and Eucharistic Minister. He also raped and murdered over ten women during a twenty year period. He got away with it because the police arrested and framed the wrong guy. Case closed, bonuses for everyone. So, Altemio hung low for a while. Despite that, he was trusted, loved and respected every Sunday in his own community flying well below the radar of the other good people of his congregation until after a ten year hiatus he did it again and got caught. It was a shock. Nobody saw it coming. "He was such a good man."
Does a man change because you know more about him? The answer is no but the new knowledge about someone can bring to the surface of our personalities some latent prejudice, hate of fear which is often stronger than faith and has little to do with the person. It is easier to hate the gentle and child-like Frankenstein monster because you can label him than it is to face our own nascent monster within. We humans do protest too much especially when we can point an accusatory finger at someone worse. Remember, burning witches at the stake did nothing to resolve the witch problem, it just exposed more witches in our midst.
I once had a man come up to me after Mass to inquire about joining our music ministry. He said that he played the drums professionally and was looking for a church to belong. He told me that he just got out of prison and was looking for a church that kisses the leper clean. I told him that I would love a professional drummer and he could start with our variety show which was that weekend. He joined me and he gave our music new life. I never asked him about his past. We were a church. It was irrelevant. All are welcome. Cast the first stone, and all that.
After a few weeks of playing, the priest came up to me and asked me who that new musician was and without thinking I said that he was a guy who just got out of prison and was looking to get his life back on track. Fr. Leonard then approached him and told him that he likes to meet with everyone who is looking to join the parish and would like to set up an appointment with him. The drummer eagerly acquiesced.
The following Sunday, the drummer didn't show up for Mass. He didn't show up for rehearsal or for Mass the following week either. Since I didn't have a phone number for him there was no way to make contact so I asked Fr. Leonard if he had that meeting or if he knew why the drummer didn't come back. Leonard just said that at their meeting, they both agreed that this parish was not a right fit for either one of them. That was very strange because without knowing of his past, everyone made him feel welcome, loved, valued and respected and, he was eager to share his talent, faith, prayer life, witness and growth with us. I can only surmise that it was Leonard who didn't make him feel welcome.
A few years later, Leonard told me about a time when he was a priest at another church. There was a DWI accident where the intoxicated person was a state trooper. He crashed head-on into a van carrying a family and there were serious injuries. The trooper was unharmed and quickly whisked away from the scene by his cop friends in collusion to sober him up. There were no charges lodged against him, it was just an accident. Leonard witnessed the accident, knew that the trooper was intoxicated and was livid at the scandalous injustice so he decided to contact the DA and demand justice or he was going to go to the press. That same day, Leonard got a phone call from the bishop and was told that he had three hours to pack up as he was being moved to a new parish immediately. Leonard the ever obedient company man could take a hint and never mentioned the case to anyone. Shortly after the accident, one of the victims died from their injuries.
A few months later the state trooper completed suicide. Leonard said “Finally, justice is served.” He totally lost my long waning respect for him on that day. Social psychologist Ian McKee, PhD, of Adelaide University in Australia said that "People who are more vengeful tend to be those who are motivated by power, by authority and by the desire for status. They don't want to lose face. They must be right at all costs." The few people that I have known who desired revenge or justice, seem to base their justification on some presumed idea that they were owed something. Usually the "revenge" sought was somehow related to addressing a presumed injustice. The priest in the above story rests on the assumption that his personal standards should be accepted as universal. This viewpoint suggests that the individual has some secret access to the universal good. Such a viewpoint will eventually be unsatisfactory because it doesn't allow room for personal or spiritual growth. He felt that the suicide was justice and thus acceptable to him and right for society.
One of the flaws in our present legal system is the emphasis on punishment instead of restorative justice which would address the needs of the victim as much as the action and correction of the violator. Sending someone to prison only makes them hate society and when they get out they feel that society owes them so they look for ways to take - often gleefully living off the largess of the social service department and taxpayer. Instead of becoming a productive member of society they become a drain on its resources and a leper because we won't rent to them nor hire them nor let them into our good churches. “If you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime” is just another way of arrogantly saying "We don’t forgive you."
Rather than providing closure for the victims and survivors, revenge does the opposite: It keeps the wound open and fresh. I don't think revenge is really sweet. If it is, it's an artificial sweetener. It may feel good to get back at someone by sending them to prison for decades, but the feeling won't last. My priest friend continues this day as a bitter, hateful, spiteful, vengeful person who surrounds himself with others with as much venom and blackness of heart as he possesses. They spend a considerable amount of time at their men's prayer group meetings talking about other people and since a church’s most effective information source is its congregation, be it good news or gossip, they spread the word. That word reaps what it sows. Those with eyes to see, see and now his church is near death.
Leonard does however give great homilies and inspires many people. Sometimes when someone knows the truth and they don't live it, they protest too much, in this case at the ambo in front of an adoring audience, with great fervor. He is very successful at grooming them into thinking he is holy. I don't want to fall into the trap of Godwin's Law so I'll just say "Heil!" as an example of this phenomenon.
The people who choose to seek revenge perhaps do so because they think it will make them feel better and they don't care or haven't thought about how it could actually make things worse. Gavin Staulters operated a motor vehicle in an intoxicated condition and crossed onto the shoulder, striking and killing 14 year old Kari Liedel. Gavin was sentenced five years in prison and Kari's mother said that she wished the sentence could have been longer. The community and DA were outraged, too. Their anger, hate and thirst for revenge is going to haunt them the rest of their lives because they didn't get what they think they wanted and Gavin supposedly got off easy. In this case, nobody won. If they first practiced restorative justice, forgiveness, compassion and healing mercy, everyone could win. The tragic and avoidable death of Kari was because of stupidity, immaturity and weakness, not malice. Revenge comes at a price. Instead of helping you move on with your life, it can leave you dwelling on the situation and remain unhappy because the revenge or justice wasn't sweet. Meanwhile the offender goes on often unaware of the hurt the other person is festering with. How ironic that our justice system just perpetuates this victimization of the victims. Kari's birth into new life could have been the impetus of healing enlightenment for many.
Will more laws and more harsh punishment solve the DWI problem or bring Kari back? There will always be drunk drivers and they will always be with us as long as there are people, alcohol and cars. If I fall off a ladder and break my leg, you wouldn’t hate the ladder but you may compassionately heal me. Too bad, before we carried out the death penalty on that convicted felon, Jesus, who most likely, he and his friends would not be welcome in many of our churches today, that we didn't learn his lessons about restorative justice. I believe it was Gandhi who was asked,
"You are always quoting Jesus. Why don't you become a Christian?"
Gandhi replied,
"When I meet a Christian who acts like Christ, I will become one."
Historically, there are two schools of thought on revenge. The Bible, in Exodus 21:23, instructs us to "Give life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot." Punish the offender. But more than 2,000 years later, Martin Luther King Jr., responded, "The old law of 'an eye for an eye' leaves everybody blind." Abraham Lincoln famously turned his back on some crimes because he knew that punishment would not benefit anyone. Hate begets hate. Buddha called it "Karma." Jesus said "Do unto others." The world says "What goes around comes around." The laws of physics are true even in our congregations: Every action has an opposite and equal reaction. Hate begets hate, absolutely.
I offered a church the opportunity to get involved in a prison ministry where I offer support, comfort and assistance out of my own pocket to the families of those incarcerated. The families are the collateral damage of our justice system and they are often too ashamed to even go back to church (they are a goldmine of new members and wounded healers). The church responded by saying that that ministry was not for them nor where they wanted to go at this time. They then organized great and lucrative fish dinners for the Fridays of Lent. Yay, praise Jesus (He likes fish and money).
So my first reason people don't look to join churches: Many churches lack vision for compassion and love; Many churches fear sinners; and many churches have apathy for people who are not good, like them. When looking for a church to join because you wish to be closer to God and make a difference in the world, would you join a church who first screens out the people whom you are looking to save?
Disgraced SC Governor Mark Sanford said "Don't judge any one person by their best day, don't judge them by their worst day. Look at the totality, the whole of their life, and make judgments accordingly." The highly effective cavalry commander George Armstrong Custer is unfortunately best known for his greatest failure. If Jesus hung out with and went where the people spit and swear, lie and cheat, kill, rape and do filthy things, then who was it that came up with the bright idea to make the church some kind of anesthetized clinical environment of only "good" people, that is removed from the rigors of everyday life?
In a world gone mad with mistrust and alienation, the church like never before must present faith as a dynamic and relevant force for change and enlightenment. It must be as yeast and unsettle the mass around it making the comfortable uncomfortable. As a weird Biblical aside, I don't think Christ advocated revenge or praying for things from a selfish position or to alienate undesirable people. I think churches that operate that way are doomed because church seekers with their hearts in the right place can see the hypocrisy and futility of the institution. Before praying, maybe we should get up and do something such as kissing lepers clean, then praise God for the gift of love, for one another and for healing action - even for the lepers. Some good people would vehemently protest - "That is well and good but, not in my church!" And that, is a church nobody wants to be part of.
Prayer is the least thing you can do for someone while still getting to grandstand like you are actually doing something. That may sound harsh and irreverent but, if I fall and break my leg, don't pray for me - call an ambulance. Then plan to come over for a few weeks to help with cooking and cleaning, then we can pray together in thanksgiving and praise for the gift of friendship, healing and ministry. After all, isn't that what church is all about, taking care of their, uhm, own?
Religion is a great comfort - to a world torn apart by religion because we confuse the wrappings with the goods. Let’s say Jane Doe walks out into a field one day and sits under a tree eating carrots. For whatever cosmic reasons she becomes enlightened and when she returns home everybody can see that she’s got a light around her the size of Manhattan. Within a week there would be thousands of us sitting under trees eating carrots. Once a year on that day there would be carrot celebrations and rituals, rules and recipes. That particular species of tree would become holy and we might even wear carrot pendants around our necks. We’d wind up killing people on the other side of the world who aren’t interested in hearing about Jane. Churches and pastors would spring up all over the place charging $200 per weekend to help us look and act more like Jane. But Jane’s enlightenment may not have had anything to do with the tree or the carrot or what she was wearing or her personality. Like the Buddha said, "Don’t follow in my footsteps, instead, seek what I sought." Jesus said "Seek ye first the Kingdom of God." Hafiz said simply, "Wherever God lays His glance life starts clapping and the myriad creatures grab their instruments and join the Song." We would go to the mall to purchase stuff to show off their Jane spirit.
Some of the most hate-filled, unforgiving, uncompassionate and merciless people I have ever encountered have been good church people (watch for my future "Mabel" blog). A lot of the aforementioned qualities fall insidiously neat under the banner of Christianity. I haven't been able to figure out why but I can only surmise that it parallels with what Shakespeare said, “Thou protesteth too much.” Maybe it is that we hate most in others what we fear in ourselves. Maybe we are afraid of looking into the abyss and seeing what is staring back at us. Maybe a vast number of church goers espouse that arrogance because they live beneath the mask of goodness. The only way to deny what they fear within themselves is to stand on the sins, failures and faults of others. Now, if your church is different, ask yourself if they would allow a murderer, drug dealer or sex offender to openly become a member of your congregation. Nowhere else does the query “What would Jesus do?” hold so much irrelevance when you ponder allowing undesirable and sinful lepers to sit in the pew with your family. All are welcome, except for those people.
We discourage people from the church in order to keep the gene pool, as it were, clean and, protecting existing members is more important than fighting sin. Many people who commit crimes and get arrested are good people who made mistakes, who got carried away with power and privilege or had a lapse in judgment. Does that make them bad people? Does that mean they can't learn, change or grow? Do they deserve second chances? Do we even know who is sitting in the next pew? Oscar Wilde, who was sent to prison for three years because he was gay said, "Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future."
Altemio Sanchez was a pillar of his community, trusted and professional. He was a church lector and Eucharistic Minister. He also raped and murdered over ten women during a twenty year period. He got away with it because the police arrested and framed the wrong guy. Case closed, bonuses for everyone. So, Altemio hung low for a while. Despite that, he was trusted, loved and respected every Sunday in his own community flying well below the radar of the other good people of his congregation until after a ten year hiatus he did it again and got caught. It was a shock. Nobody saw it coming. "He was such a good man."
Does a man change because you know more about him? The answer is no but the new knowledge about someone can bring to the surface of our personalities some latent prejudice, hate of fear which is often stronger than faith and has little to do with the person. It is easier to hate the gentle and child-like Frankenstein monster because you can label him than it is to face our own nascent monster within. We humans do protest too much especially when we can point an accusatory finger at someone worse. Remember, burning witches at the stake did nothing to resolve the witch problem, it just exposed more witches in our midst.
I once had a man come up to me after Mass to inquire about joining our music ministry. He said that he played the drums professionally and was looking for a church to belong. He told me that he just got out of prison and was looking for a church that kisses the leper clean. I told him that I would love a professional drummer and he could start with our variety show which was that weekend. He joined me and he gave our music new life. I never asked him about his past. We were a church. It was irrelevant. All are welcome. Cast the first stone, and all that.
After a few weeks of playing, the priest came up to me and asked me who that new musician was and without thinking I said that he was a guy who just got out of prison and was looking to get his life back on track. Fr. Leonard then approached him and told him that he likes to meet with everyone who is looking to join the parish and would like to set up an appointment with him. The drummer eagerly acquiesced.
The following Sunday, the drummer didn't show up for Mass. He didn't show up for rehearsal or for Mass the following week either. Since I didn't have a phone number for him there was no way to make contact so I asked Fr. Leonard if he had that meeting or if he knew why the drummer didn't come back. Leonard just said that at their meeting, they both agreed that this parish was not a right fit for either one of them. That was very strange because without knowing of his past, everyone made him feel welcome, loved, valued and respected and, he was eager to share his talent, faith, prayer life, witness and growth with us. I can only surmise that it was Leonard who didn't make him feel welcome.
A few years later, Leonard told me about a time when he was a priest at another church. There was a DWI accident where the intoxicated person was a state trooper. He crashed head-on into a van carrying a family and there were serious injuries. The trooper was unharmed and quickly whisked away from the scene by his cop friends in collusion to sober him up. There were no charges lodged against him, it was just an accident. Leonard witnessed the accident, knew that the trooper was intoxicated and was livid at the scandalous injustice so he decided to contact the DA and demand justice or he was going to go to the press. That same day, Leonard got a phone call from the bishop and was told that he had three hours to pack up as he was being moved to a new parish immediately. Leonard the ever obedient company man could take a hint and never mentioned the case to anyone. Shortly after the accident, one of the victims died from their injuries.
A few months later the state trooper completed suicide. Leonard said “Finally, justice is served.” He totally lost my long waning respect for him on that day. Social psychologist Ian McKee, PhD, of Adelaide University in Australia said that "People who are more vengeful tend to be those who are motivated by power, by authority and by the desire for status. They don't want to lose face. They must be right at all costs." The few people that I have known who desired revenge or justice, seem to base their justification on some presumed idea that they were owed something. Usually the "revenge" sought was somehow related to addressing a presumed injustice. The priest in the above story rests on the assumption that his personal standards should be accepted as universal. This viewpoint suggests that the individual has some secret access to the universal good. Such a viewpoint will eventually be unsatisfactory because it doesn't allow room for personal or spiritual growth. He felt that the suicide was justice and thus acceptable to him and right for society.
One of the flaws in our present legal system is the emphasis on punishment instead of restorative justice which would address the needs of the victim as much as the action and correction of the violator. Sending someone to prison only makes them hate society and when they get out they feel that society owes them so they look for ways to take - often gleefully living off the largess of the social service department and taxpayer. Instead of becoming a productive member of society they become a drain on its resources and a leper because we won't rent to them nor hire them nor let them into our good churches. “If you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime” is just another way of arrogantly saying "We don’t forgive you."
Rather than providing closure for the victims and survivors, revenge does the opposite: It keeps the wound open and fresh. I don't think revenge is really sweet. If it is, it's an artificial sweetener. It may feel good to get back at someone by sending them to prison for decades, but the feeling won't last. My priest friend continues this day as a bitter, hateful, spiteful, vengeful person who surrounds himself with others with as much venom and blackness of heart as he possesses. They spend a considerable amount of time at their men's prayer group meetings talking about other people and since a church’s most effective information source is its congregation, be it good news or gossip, they spread the word. That word reaps what it sows. Those with eyes to see, see and now his church is near death.
Leonard does however give great homilies and inspires many people. Sometimes when someone knows the truth and they don't live it, they protest too much, in this case at the ambo in front of an adoring audience, with great fervor. He is very successful at grooming them into thinking he is holy. I don't want to fall into the trap of Godwin's Law so I'll just say "Heil!" as an example of this phenomenon.
The people who choose to seek revenge perhaps do so because they think it will make them feel better and they don't care or haven't thought about how it could actually make things worse. Gavin Staulters operated a motor vehicle in an intoxicated condition and crossed onto the shoulder, striking and killing 14 year old Kari Liedel. Gavin was sentenced five years in prison and Kari's mother said that she wished the sentence could have been longer. The community and DA were outraged, too. Their anger, hate and thirst for revenge is going to haunt them the rest of their lives because they didn't get what they think they wanted and Gavin supposedly got off easy. In this case, nobody won. If they first practiced restorative justice, forgiveness, compassion and healing mercy, everyone could win. The tragic and avoidable death of Kari was because of stupidity, immaturity and weakness, not malice. Revenge comes at a price. Instead of helping you move on with your life, it can leave you dwelling on the situation and remain unhappy because the revenge or justice wasn't sweet. Meanwhile the offender goes on often unaware of the hurt the other person is festering with. How ironic that our justice system just perpetuates this victimization of the victims. Kari's birth into new life could have been the impetus of healing enlightenment for many.
Will more laws and more harsh punishment solve the DWI problem or bring Kari back? There will always be drunk drivers and they will always be with us as long as there are people, alcohol and cars. If I fall off a ladder and break my leg, you wouldn’t hate the ladder but you may compassionately heal me. Too bad, before we carried out the death penalty on that convicted felon, Jesus, who most likely, he and his friends would not be welcome in many of our churches today, that we didn't learn his lessons about restorative justice. I believe it was Gandhi who was asked,
"You are always quoting Jesus. Why don't you become a Christian?"
Gandhi replied,
"When I meet a Christian who acts like Christ, I will become one."
Historically, there are two schools of thought on revenge. The Bible, in Exodus 21:23, instructs us to "Give life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot." Punish the offender. But more than 2,000 years later, Martin Luther King Jr., responded, "The old law of 'an eye for an eye' leaves everybody blind." Abraham Lincoln famously turned his back on some crimes because he knew that punishment would not benefit anyone. Hate begets hate. Buddha called it "Karma." Jesus said "Do unto others." The world says "What goes around comes around." The laws of physics are true even in our congregations: Every action has an opposite and equal reaction. Hate begets hate, absolutely.
I offered a church the opportunity to get involved in a prison ministry where I offer support, comfort and assistance out of my own pocket to the families of those incarcerated. The families are the collateral damage of our justice system and they are often too ashamed to even go back to church (they are a goldmine of new members and wounded healers). The church responded by saying that that ministry was not for them nor where they wanted to go at this time. They then organized great and lucrative fish dinners for the Fridays of Lent. Yay, praise Jesus (He likes fish and money).
So my first reason people don't look to join churches: Many churches lack vision for compassion and love; Many churches fear sinners; and many churches have apathy for people who are not good, like them. When looking for a church to join because you wish to be closer to God and make a difference in the world, would you join a church who first screens out the people whom you are looking to save?
Disgraced SC Governor Mark Sanford said "Don't judge any one person by their best day, don't judge them by their worst day. Look at the totality, the whole of their life, and make judgments accordingly." The highly effective cavalry commander George Armstrong Custer is unfortunately best known for his greatest failure. If Jesus hung out with and went where the people spit and swear, lie and cheat, kill, rape and do filthy things, then who was it that came up with the bright idea to make the church some kind of anesthetized clinical environment of only "good" people, that is removed from the rigors of everyday life?
In a world gone mad with mistrust and alienation, the church like never before must present faith as a dynamic and relevant force for change and enlightenment. It must be as yeast and unsettle the mass around it making the comfortable uncomfortable. As a weird Biblical aside, I don't think Christ advocated revenge or praying for things from a selfish position or to alienate undesirable people. I think churches that operate that way are doomed because church seekers with their hearts in the right place can see the hypocrisy and futility of the institution. Before praying, maybe we should get up and do something such as kissing lepers clean, then praise God for the gift of love, for one another and for healing action - even for the lepers. Some good people would vehemently protest - "That is well and good but, not in my church!" And that, is a church nobody wants to be part of.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
Trees
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when a faint tone struggled from a nearby dell
my fragile hope, for trees admired
sank like a ship on hearing the knell
I followed the echoes where I found
a new cut clearing met my gaze
stately trees were lying down
near stumps still bleeding life away
A camper’s stern persistent chop
to clear for grass that wanted wear
took a tree so young in bark
and planned on naught for growing there
This tree shall cease to put on rings
t’was ours for shade but not to keep
too soon to re-join Mother Earth
this tree will not renew its leaf
-Malcolm Kogut.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Yikes, me at the age of 13 - with hair.
-Malcolm Kogut.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
SPEEDING TICKETS
Any driver who is stopped for a routine traffic violation, the driver is
technically under arrest because they are not free to leave until the
officer has written a ticket. The officer is the witness to your crime
and the ticket is your summons to court where you will be tried, judged
and fined. Although this kind of arrest does not appear on background
checks, it will however show up on your driving record and your
insurance company will be notified unless you take certain action.
What should you do if you get a speeding ticket? If you don't get a lot of them, there is much. You can plead guilty, pay the fine and get points on your license. Of course you can pay hundreds of dollars to a lawyer who may be able to get it “taken care of” if he knows someone. Chances are though he will work out some kind of plea deal on your behalf where you may have to take a class or get the charges reduced to a minor infraction but, you may still have to pay the original fine. Why not cut out the barrister middle man and do all the work yourself?
Plead “Not Guilty” on the ticket and mail it in. You will then receive a hearing date to answer to the arrest. In many traffic courts, they will ask you how you plead and again you state “not guilty.” They will then send you to the back of the room to meet with an officer or a representative from the DA's office. They will peruse the facts of the ticket, your driving record, ask you a few questions, then offer you a plea deal. They will reduce the speeding ticket to something like a parking ticket or some other non moving violation. The obvious benefit for doing this is so you do not get a mark on your license, lose your license if you have other points against it or for your insurance company to be notified. You don't want them raising your rates.
If this whole scenario scares you, find out when traffic court is and attend it a few times so that you can see how the whole process works.
I attended court once where the judge openly outlined the whole procedure and admonished everyone to plead not guilty. He told the criminal throng in the courtroom that he didn't want to make life miserable for everyone by giving them marks on their driving record, giving them higher insurance rates and the possibility for future loss of license. One woman clearly didn't understand what he
was inferring and plead guilty to her ticket. The judge said,
“Is this what you want to do?”
She hesitantly said,
“Yes . . . ?”
The bailiff was violently shaking his head “NO.”
The judge said,
“Do you wish to plead ‘Not guilty?’”
The bailiff shook his head “Yes.”
She said,
“Yes . . . ?”
The judge sent her to the back of the room to make a plea deal with an officer. She came back and the judge outlined that she was pleading to a lesser offense and asked her if she agreed. She did and received a parking ticket but still had to pay the full speeding ticket fine and huge court costs. Tickets are a cash cow for many municipalities.
You should keep in mind that if you plead not guilty, the arresting officer must be present to testify to the charges against you because he is the witness to your crime. In Podunk towns, this could be to your benefit. They expect many people to plead guilty or take a plea so, the arresting officer is usually not present.
I received a ticket for not coming to a complete stop at three a.m. during a freezing rain storm. I approached an uphill intersection and was afraid if I came to a complete stop I would not be able to regain traction. I slowed to the point of shifting into first gear, looked both ways and continued. There was not another car on the road. It took the officer two miles to catch up to me because of the icy conditions. I plead not guilty and didn't take the offer to plea it down. I was going to fight this. They dropped the ticket because the arresting officer was not present and he was not available to come in. That doesn't happen in larger courts where they would just reschedule the case and make sure that the officer who wrote the ticket was there (and earning overtime). Because not taking a plea escalates it to being a trial, there is little chance of getting a plea bargain deal at that point so I don't advise taking the risk unless you know you can win.
I once got a speeding ticket in a town where the purpose for the lower speed limit of 30 miles per hour in an open stretch of a four lane highway was so that the police can pick off drivers when they need to make their quota (as I was told). The limit dropped from 55 to 30 with no notice. In that town, the clerk in the traffic court happened to be the husband of one of my choir members. He personally made a deal with the judge that if I attend traffic school they would drop the charges. When he signed the papers affirming that I attended the three hour course, the ticket was dropped.
Besides keeping the roads safe, tickets are a lucrative “tax” against drivers. Some judges don't want to see your record impugned nor cause further fiscal hardship by having your insurance rates go up. Speed limits are set for safety reasons we may not be aware of and, to save lives. The few minutes you gain from speeding are actually insignificant. So if you have multiple infractions it may be best to have an attorney present to do the dirty work. Otherwise, go ahead and play the game but better yet, don't speed in the first place.
-Malcolm Kogut
What should you do if you get a speeding ticket? If you don't get a lot of them, there is much. You can plead guilty, pay the fine and get points on your license. Of course you can pay hundreds of dollars to a lawyer who may be able to get it “taken care of” if he knows someone. Chances are though he will work out some kind of plea deal on your behalf where you may have to take a class or get the charges reduced to a minor infraction but, you may still have to pay the original fine. Why not cut out the barrister middle man and do all the work yourself?
Plead “Not Guilty” on the ticket and mail it in. You will then receive a hearing date to answer to the arrest. In many traffic courts, they will ask you how you plead and again you state “not guilty.” They will then send you to the back of the room to meet with an officer or a representative from the DA's office. They will peruse the facts of the ticket, your driving record, ask you a few questions, then offer you a plea deal. They will reduce the speeding ticket to something like a parking ticket or some other non moving violation. The obvious benefit for doing this is so you do not get a mark on your license, lose your license if you have other points against it or for your insurance company to be notified. You don't want them raising your rates.
If this whole scenario scares you, find out when traffic court is and attend it a few times so that you can see how the whole process works.
I attended court once where the judge openly outlined the whole procedure and admonished everyone to plead not guilty. He told the criminal throng in the courtroom that he didn't want to make life miserable for everyone by giving them marks on their driving record, giving them higher insurance rates and the possibility for future loss of license. One woman clearly didn't understand what he
was inferring and plead guilty to her ticket. The judge said,
“Is this what you want to do?”
She hesitantly said,
“Yes . . . ?”
The bailiff was violently shaking his head “NO.”
The judge said,
“Do you wish to plead ‘Not guilty?’”
The bailiff shook his head “Yes.”
She said,
“Yes . . . ?”
The judge sent her to the back of the room to make a plea deal with an officer. She came back and the judge outlined that she was pleading to a lesser offense and asked her if she agreed. She did and received a parking ticket but still had to pay the full speeding ticket fine and huge court costs. Tickets are a cash cow for many municipalities.
You should keep in mind that if you plead not guilty, the arresting officer must be present to testify to the charges against you because he is the witness to your crime. In Podunk towns, this could be to your benefit. They expect many people to plead guilty or take a plea so, the arresting officer is usually not present.
I received a ticket for not coming to a complete stop at three a.m. during a freezing rain storm. I approached an uphill intersection and was afraid if I came to a complete stop I would not be able to regain traction. I slowed to the point of shifting into first gear, looked both ways and continued. There was not another car on the road. It took the officer two miles to catch up to me because of the icy conditions. I plead not guilty and didn't take the offer to plea it down. I was going to fight this. They dropped the ticket because the arresting officer was not present and he was not available to come in. That doesn't happen in larger courts where they would just reschedule the case and make sure that the officer who wrote the ticket was there (and earning overtime). Because not taking a plea escalates it to being a trial, there is little chance of getting a plea bargain deal at that point so I don't advise taking the risk unless you know you can win.
I once got a speeding ticket in a town where the purpose for the lower speed limit of 30 miles per hour in an open stretch of a four lane highway was so that the police can pick off drivers when they need to make their quota (as I was told). The limit dropped from 55 to 30 with no notice. In that town, the clerk in the traffic court happened to be the husband of one of my choir members. He personally made a deal with the judge that if I attend traffic school they would drop the charges. When he signed the papers affirming that I attended the three hour course, the ticket was dropped.
Besides keeping the roads safe, tickets are a lucrative “tax” against drivers. Some judges don't want to see your record impugned nor cause further fiscal hardship by having your insurance rates go up. Speed limits are set for safety reasons we may not be aware of and, to save lives. The few minutes you gain from speeding are actually insignificant. So if you have multiple infractions it may be best to have an attorney present to do the dirty work. Otherwise, go ahead and play the game but better yet, don't speed in the first place.
-Malcolm Kogut
Monday, February 4, 2013
Ski trip To UTAH
Video One: http://youtu.be/l5c9BmP8ZoY
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Spirit of the Living God
by Malcolm Kogut / Daniel Iverson
Arranger : Malcolm Kogut
This 1935 charismatic hymn to the Holy Spirit is given a positively captivating treatment here. While the SATB scoring is mostly what one would expect, it is dressed in a piano accompaniment that can be characterized as nothing short of lovely.
Sheet music:
http://www.giamusic.com/search_details.cfm?title_id=505
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