Bones to Pick?

Well, not exactly bones to pick, but a few observations and opinions. Kinda off the top of my head, stream of consciousness semi-rant/opinions/observations. . .


Churches often shortchange their congregations in corporate worship in several different ways. Both contemporary “praise and worship”-oriented and traditional-format churches are guilty, IMO. Of the two essential areas areas of worship—gospel proclamation and corporate expression of worship, I’ll leave aside the neglect of gospel proclamation for now and focus on corporate expression of worship.

The first thing to dispense with is the execrable phrase “praise and worship,” because the shallowness of contemporary “praise and worship” services impeach themselves with that very phrase. Praise is one of many elements of worship. Other elements include expressions of confession, repentance and reconciliation, adoration, gratitude, giving and, of course, praise, to touch on some main elements of worship. But on top of the shallow representation of worship, the shallow expressions offered in congregational participation deny church-goers opportunity for deeper corporate expressions of worship.

And then there is the reprehensible trend in many contemporary churches to turn what should be a communal expression into a performance experience, turning the congregation into a passive audience. *smh* There is a place, IMO, for choirs, etc., but not to the extent that they dominate what should be the BIG CHOIR: those who are in the pews.

But are traditional worship services really better? Often, not. The most traditional are churches that follow a strict liturgy, even to the point of congregational worship expressions being solely from a psalter—singing the psalms (though often altered for meter). But what, I ask of Colossians 3:16 (echoed in Ephesians 5:19)?

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.

There is more to express in corporate worship than can be expressed solely through a Psalter. How do hymns differ from Psalms? Are some Psalms effectively hymns? What are “spiritual songs” and how do they differ from Psalms and hymns? Clergy or lay folk who lead corporate worship should think deeply about that, and about how to lead their congregation in sharing a wider, deeper, fuller expression of worship. What does a spiritual or Gospel (no, not the popular genre that is usually NOT an expression of the Gospel) song offer that might not be as easily expressed in a hymn or a Psalm?

Of course, there are other considerations, but those, IMO, are more “inside baseball” topics for church musicians, though, sadly, from my experience they are topics not often seriously considered by church musicians. *profound sigh*


OK, a bones to pick with liturgical churches where congregational singing is “led” from the organ. Every single church I have known over my lifetime where this was the case—and every example of such I can find on the Internet nowadays—has demonstrated absolutely execrable congregational singing. The “Big Choir” is both poorly-led and almost completely overshadowed by excessive volume from the organ. I would much rather hear a cappella congregational singing from any Church of Christ congregation (despite their shameful twisting of scripture making a cappella singing de riguer) than listen to a misled congregation being drowned out by an organist who doesn’t bother to listen to the “Big Choir.”

But maybe that’s just me.

The Joys of Life

When the top two “joys of life” are good bowel movements and a solid night’s sleep. . . I just don’t know how to even describe what that means.

Well, at least I have good bowel movements.

*sigh*

😉

What? ME Do Stupid Things? Surely You Jest!

Yeh, yeh, OK, so sometimes I do do (yes, I said “doodoo” 🙂 ) stupid things. . . Aussie Lap Puppy (all 65#s of him) is at that gangly youth stage where he’s sometimes a bit clumsy from growing into his size, hence a (very welcome) jump into my lap having him knock into my not quite far enough away “chair desk” dumping my coffee ALL over the place. My fault (I certainly knew he had recognized an empty lap and pushed-away “desk” as an invitation), but a bit irritating. *sigh*

I’ll learn. . . or not. *heh*

Diversions. . .

Shopping can be. . . fun? Well, at least it can be amusing. Huckster sites (always view in a TOR browser/browsing session!) offer an interesting product? Do your omework. Find it elsewhere. Check some more. Oh, found it, three for the price of just one at the huckster site. Sweet! Wait. $5 shipping added? nah, look for same or lower price shipped at no additional cost. . . for exact same product. Found it! Three for 2/3 the price of one at the huckster site AND free shipping. That’s the one.

Two extra minutes. Big “discount.”

And that is just one example. It’s not exactly fun, but can be rewarding IF the [whatever product] solves an issue you need solving or fullfils a purpose you have already been seeking to fill. If it’s just some cool thing to add to your collection of junk, a better Shopping Sense will tell you to skip it entirely.

It’s Not Even Ikea-Level

Assembling a moderately large piece of furniture from a kit with more than 200 parts (plus hardware *sigh*). I’d almost rather just build one. The “instructions” are primitive pictograms that aren’t anywhwere NEAR “Ikea level” pictograms, and include parts that are not in any way needed for the piece and pics that. . . no, that canNOT fit that way!

Once I figured out the particular perceptual defects the creator of the instructions was laboring under (“No, your OTHER right!”) things began moving more smoothly, as I could more easily discern which pictograms to ignore, flip, laugh at, or whatever.

It does help to use things like a power drill that allows at least rough torque settings. The wood glue provided with the kit was trash, but that was all right, too.

Chinese, of course, but well-made parts. Instructions, though? Almost total crap.

When DidGeorge III Actually Go “Round the Bend?

Apropos of nothing in particular apart from a wandering mind, I have long wondered if England’s Regency Period should not have started MUCH earlier, given the acknolegement of Georgie Porgie’s mental instabilities, which could have had a hand in him losing the American colonies. . . That he was whacko by the time of the Constitutional Convention, there is no doubt, but did his cray-cray start earlier? Maaaayyyyybe. . .

(Yeh, I think maybe he was the very model for CwaZy (pervy, racist) UnKa JoE, ZOMBIE POOPY-PANTS President in Name Only’s “reign” in the Oval Orifice, hence the last four years of a “long train of abuses”?)

Leveling Up

I have Leveled Up several times in the “Achey-Breaky Body” game. I have dislocated a knee rolling over in bed and dislocated a hip by just laying there, unmoving.

And then there are those “rough patches” of clear, smooth, open floor. . . Dangerous when barefoot or in shoes that give good traction, ya know. Socks or smooth-soled slippers, dude. Less likely to trip over a stray cat hair.

And lest you think it’s all age-related, nope. Pretty much been this way my whole life, with the rare decade of well-coordinated, healthy, fit body wedged in.

Of course now, what with New Guy puppy* and all that, it’s fun working downfield past a VERY active Defensive Tackle; it’s challenging. . . *heh* (I dunno why he’s working so hard to take me down when he has rung his Doggy Door Bell to go out, but I guess that’s the game, eh? *heh*)


*At least, as a puppy, he needs about as much sleep as he does activity, so I do get a little bye on heading “downfield,” at times. 😉

It’s Not Unusual (Not the Tom Jones Version)

Just see if you can spot the “Odds” in history. Let me get you started. One of the most famous Odds in all of history was Moses, who described himself as “a stranger in a strange land”—an experience that most Odds find hauntingly familiar. Norms, OTOH, just look around (if that—experiences of actually LOOKING are usually reserved for high-functioning Norms) and see The Ordinary, even “everyday miracles” as. . . ordinary. . . )

“Once is happenstance. . . “

“. . . twice is coincidence; three times is enemy action.”

By that metric, the many thousands of times government at all levels, but especially at the federal level, attacks common citizens for no legitimate reason whatsoever says government is our enemy.

Every time I see “news” about a new federal government prosecution of anyone I have to first stop and wonder if it is legitimate, because the federal government is itself arguably in the top three largest criminal conspiracies on the planet, and the INjustice Department has a (not always recent) history weighted more and more on the side of illegitimate persecutions of common folks while at the same time letting those who violate the rights of others slide. It is the direct action arm of anarcho-tyranny.

But what can ya do? They give their agents of oppression guns and badges and immunity from almost all prosecution. What to do? Take cover. Keep your head on a swivel, and duck when you see them coming. Resistance—even if it’s just passively minding your own business—can get you (and your family and your puppy and. . . ) killed and your house burned to the ground. Ask Vicky Weaver. Oh, wait. You can’t because Lon Horiuchi murdered her (while she was holding a weapon—her baby). And Lon? Oh, he got to participate in the government’s mass murder of children at Waco for a reward.

Remember: Three Felonies a Day: How the Feds target the Innocent