Friday, March 31, 2006

Authentic Worship

"Walk the Line": Authentic Worship

The film Walk the Line is a biographical story of music legend Johnny Cash. In an early scene, based on Johnny's first audition for a recording contract, Johnny (played by Joaquin Phoenix) and his two band members are in a studio with music executive Sam Phillips. The song that they're auditioning, however, is a common gospel tune that he and his band perform flatly, without emotion or conviction. Part way through, Phillips interrupts:

"Hold on. Hold on. I hate to interrupt, but do you guys got something else?" After an awkward pause, he explains: "I'm sorry. I can't market gospel no more. I don't record material that doesn't sell, Mr. Cash, and gospel like that doesn't sell."

Johnny asks, "Was it the gospel or the way I sing it?"

"Both," Philipps replies.

"Well, what's wrong with the way I sing it?" Johnny asks.

Phillips' response is telling: "I don't believe you."

"You saying I don't believe in God?" Johnny's friends attempt to get him to leave, but he pushes forward. "I want to understand. I mean, we come down here, we play for a minute, and he tells me I don't believe in God."

"You know exactly what I'm telling you," Phillips says. "We've already heard that song a hundred times, just like that, just like how you sang it."

Johnny protests, "Well, you didn't let us bring it home."

"Bring…bring it home?" Phillips asks in disbelief. "All right," he says, "let's bring it home. If you was hit by a truck and you were lying out in that gutter dying, and you had time to sing one song, one song people would remember before you're dirt, one song that would let God know what you felt about your time here on earth, one song that would sum you up, you telling me that's the song you'd sing? That same Jimmie Davis tune we hear on the radio all day? About your peace within and how it's real and how you're gonna shout it? Or, would you sing something different? Something real, something you felt? Because I'm telling you right now, that's the kind of song people want to hear. That's the kind of song that truly saves people."

Elapsed time: This scene begins at 00:23:50 and ends at 00:26:05 and is contained in scene 8 of the DVD

Content: Rated PG-13 for some language, thematic material, and depiction of drug dependency.



My last song? "The Potter's Hand" by Darlene Zscheich. F

Repetitive Stress Injury

Repetitive Stress Injury
by Melodie Davis

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"In a way, it is remarkable that my arm, hand and finger didn’t burn out long ago: like tires, we have to rotate how our body parts are used if we want them to last!
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If you use a computer all day or have any symptoms of repetitive stress injury, stay tuned. If you don’t, maybe you can learn something about stress.

In my 50-something odd years, I have never really had to live with much pain. I know I am extremely fortunate. I try to remember how lucky I am and try to pray for and help out those with ongoing pain, illness and physical problems.

But my arm, hand and pinky finger became increasingly painful in the last several months, mainly from clicking the computer mouse. Several times I was almost reduced to tears, a rare thing for me at work. I love my job. I enjoy working on the computer. But I have clicked away for too long and too hard.

Like one website said which was offering products to relieve repetitive stress injury, the ads all make “clicking” sound so easy and effortless: “Just a click away!”

But constant, repetitive clicking, sometimes up to 1000 times a day, adds up for the intricate bones, muscles and tendons of the hand and wrist.

This is a very specific kind of body stressor, but it is not unrelated to overall body stress, as we shall see as we make our way to some remedies.

I tried a new chair. It was marginally helpful. I got a new mouse. I was worried that I couldn’t adjust to some of the weirdly shaped newer ones, so I settled for a normal looking one that promised to be “ergonomic.” It is okay, but wasn’t a magic pill either. I took anti-inflammatory drugs. A massage therapist who also understands ergonomics came and analyzed the way people were sitting and using their computers at our office. She gave me some helpful tips, like encouraging frequent breaks from the computer and sitting up straighter, but it didn’t totally fix things either. She also said I probably didn’t want to take anti-inflammatory drugs all the time. My brother-in-law urged me to take Vitamin C to help fight inflammation. I’m doing so. I didn’t think there would be much use in going to the doctor, because it is not carpal tunnel syndrome per se, and I don’t think there are any pinched nerves.

One frustrated evening I crawled onto my husband’s lap for some sympathy, almost in tears. Recalling his similar problems months earlier, he asked, “Which side are you sleeping on?” My favorite position, indeed, was curling up on my right side to go to sleep. Who knows how long I spent on that side every night, adding stress and weight to my “mouse” shoulder and arm. I’ve switched to sleeping on my back and left side more and it has helped the overall pain in my arm and shoulder a whole bunch.

But down to the clicking hand. I took some time to do some research and discovered a website selling software that actually clicks for you. A video tutorial showed how you can move the mouse, rest, and then it clicks for you. It is programmed to follow that sequence, thereby avoiding many clicks, but also, in the process, forcing you to rest your arm rather than constantly grab the mouse like it was a lifeline.

I didn’t want to buy the software (I’d had enough with new gadgets), but I did improvise several techniques to get relief from the mouse. I retrained myself to use many of the key functions to get around on the computer screen. (After all, we didn’t used to use a mouse.) If I need to wait momentarily for the computer to do something, I take my hand off the mouse and put it in my lap, and forcibly relax. (I know, sounds like an oxymoron.) I take a deep breath. That act alone, deep breathing, is one of the greatest stress relievers I know. It forces you to slow down. I am managing the repetitive stress thing on my hand that way, at least for now. I signed up for a Yoga class to help learn more deep breathing and relaxation techniques. After my very first class, I thought, “I can do this. This is like nirvana, compared to how I was feeling.”

I still have deadlines and much work I have to accomplish in a day. I don’t think there has been a noticeable drop in my productivity by resting my hand and taking short stretch breaks (one minute or less). If anything, productivity improved because I wasn’t moaning and groaning about my hand so much. All of the techniques I’ve implemented cost far less than one MRI.

I hope you’ll excuse the personal references here, but I hope that the ideas might be helpful for anyone who might be experiencing similar problems. In a way, it is remarkable that my arm, hand and finger didn’t burn out long ago: like tires, we have to rotate how our body parts are used if we want them to last!



Another Way column by Melodie Davis. Send your comments to melodie@MennoMedia.org or dialogue with others on this topic or previous topics at Another Way Conversation - http://www.thirdway.com/aw/conversation.asp

My thoughts...
I too have lived a relatively pain free life and thank God every day for that. Even though I have a moderate hearing impairment and am blind in one eye, from childhood meningitis, I have been blessed with a 30 plus year career in IT and have not suffered work related injuries other than an occasional sore hand or bleary eyes. The message from Melanie that was so timely is she looked at herself and made changes in her life. Too often people reach for a pill and play the victim rather than make a concerted effort to change their life.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Rebus #1 to #4

Puzzle #1: Puzzle #2:
Puzzle #3: Puzzle #4:




















1: For instance
2: Too funny for words
3: Back to square one
4: Once in a blue moon
If toast always lands butter-side down, and cats always land on their feet, what happen if you strap toast on the back of a cat and drop it?


Steven Wright (1955 - )

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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

I have a good relationship with God...do you?

What Kelly Clarkson has to say about her song "Because Of You"...













“Because Of You”: written by Clarkson, Ben Moody, & David Hodges.

“’Because Of You’ isn’t about breakups, it’s about my family. It is about growing up in a broken home. My parents were together for 17 years or so, and then all of the sudden, something went wrong. But I’ve talked to lots of friends who have seen domestic violence in their homes; I didn’t. But if you see those things as a child, you see a family member cheating or people not trusting each other or people not communicating with each other, that effects you. You end up afraid to trust people, because you think you’re going to get screwed over. Me and a friend of mine were up late one night talking about our lives, and it led to this song. I wrote it when I was 16, my friend was having a really hard time with her family. It was a different situation than mine, but I could relate to what she was going through. My parents were together for a long time, and suddenly one thing happens, and it’s over. That could happen to me. It made me feel like, why would I want to open up and trust someone? I know that it’s a childish way to look at it; life is a risk, and anything worth having is worth taking a risk for, but I wrote it when I was 16. I have learned a lot since then. At the same time, it doesn’t matter how old you are, you can still relate. I was 6 when my parents got divorced. I used to be the most closed off person. I didn’t want to get hurt. I had been messed over by friends, and I had been through a lot with my family. I didn’t pity myself, but I did put a wall up. I’m smarter now, but I have a good relationship with God, and that’s gotten better over the years. That’s why I’ve gotten smarter about situations. I’m a very trusting person now. I’m not going to let people screw me over left and right, but at the same time I’m not going to close myself off. That’s a big step for me.”

Because Of You by Kelly Clarkson

I will not make the same mistakes that you did and
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did
You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you...
I am afraid

I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh
Everyday of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you...
I am afraid

I watched you die
I heard you cry
Every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now I cry
In the middle of the night
For the same damn thing..

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I tried my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you
I am afraid

To N&L...So you ask yourself, "why would I want to open up and trust someone?" Because life is a risk, and anything worth having is worth taking a risk for...love Dad

Monday, March 13, 2006

P.S. If you love...

P.S. If you love...

If you love something, set it free.

If it comes back, it was and always will be yours.

If it never returns, it was never yours to begin with.

If, however, it just sits in your living room,
messes up your stuff, eats your food,
uses your telephone, takes your money,
and never appears to have noticed that
you actually set it free in the first place,

You either married it or gave birth to it!



In my end is my beginning


Four Quartets 2: EAST COKER

Written in 1940.

T.S. Eliot

Part V

We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning

Psalm 36:8-9

Ps 36:8 They feast on the abundance of your house;
you give them drink from your river of delights.
Ps 36:9 For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light we see light.

On Eagles' Wings

On Eagles' Wings

Read:
Isaiah 40:27-31

Those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles. —Isaiah 40:31

Isaiah's words about patiently waiting for the Lord anticipate the future with confident hope. From our place of trial, we wait for salvation that is certain to come. Jesus assured His followers, "Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted" (Matthew 5:4).

Knowing that our destiny is glorious, which is the sure hope of heaven, we're able to pick up our pace here on earth. Though weary, we can stretch the wings of our faith and fly! We can walk the path of obedience and not get tired. We can move through routine days and not grow weary. A better world is coming, when our spirits will call us to action and our bodies will run and leap and fly! This is our hope.

In the meantime, what will be true one day can begin to be true now. We can be steadfast, patient, and joyful in spite of deep weariness; kind and calm, less focused on our frailty and fatigue; more concerned about others than we are about ourselves; ready to speak a loving word to those who are struggling. We can get ready now for the day our souls will take flight. —David Roper

I am a little weary of my life—
Not Thy life, blessed Father! Or the blood
Too slowly laves the coral shores of thought,
Or I am weary of weariness and strife.
Open my soul-gates to Thy living flood;
I ask not larger heart-throbs, vigor-fraught,
I pray Thy presence, with strong patience rife. —MacDonald

When you're weary in life's struggles, find your rest in the Lord.

Don't die without knowing the cross...

Black day, stormy night
No love, no hope in sight
Don't cry, he is coming
Don't die without knowing the cross...