At the Christmas Eve service at St. Benedict’s, we sang the Huron Carol… it was done fabulously, mainly with drum accompaniment, the rhythm carrying on through the prayers of the people and other parts of the service. I love the carol and the way Jean de BrÃ©beuf “contextualizes” the Christmas story with it for First Nations people of the mid 1600’s. It’s a reminder to me not to get too “religious” about many of the symbols and motifs of Christmas or any other of the Biblical narrative stories, which sometimes need to be recast slightly in order to convey the same force and meaning in the retelling as it had the original telling.
MarkO posted this yesterday, and somebody could stand to repeat it today, so here goes… and as MarkO said, read slowly:
What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Maryâ€™s lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The babe, the Son of Mary.
Those who visit my blog in the old-fashioned HTML site-visiting way may notice that my sidebar has links to posts from a year ago today and two years ago today, which automagically refresh themselves daily… I would encourage people to read some of that stuff… some of it’s even good and I keep seeing things I forgot I had written.
Nevertheless, one post from a year ago today was Jesus Christ The Apple Tree, and for those who read this blog via RSS, I’m flagging it with an encouragement to read and savour that carol again today.
Jonny Baker writes an article for Church Times, “Worship as bedazzlement,” describing an event that took on the theme of fundamentalism, sounded like an excellent experience.
I went to a Christian bookstore, aka “marketplace” yesterday and browsed through the CDs. Honestly, I shouldn’t be doing stuff like that, it gets my cynicism levels up like an overzealous spike of cholesterol levels. CD after CD flaunted titles like “today’s best” worship and “ultimate worship”. Because after all, selecting worship music is all about us. Told you I was cynical. Worship industry. Bah. I think I saw everything but purpose-driven worship. Now, I can’t stand anything that even has a whiff of the commercialization of spirituality, and that’s why I need to stay out of most of these stores as much as I can.