Friday, February 22, 2008

Good Show, John


Always liked the greater part of John Tesh's music. He's composed for the Olympics ("Barcelona" was the theme of the 1992 Olympics in the city of the same name) and other sporting events as well as TV and easy listening. Many a reviewer has blasted him for crossing over from New Age to Christian music ..... 'cause I can make money doin' that.
Truth is ..... he was never a 'New Age' artist - there wasn't really a classification for his music, so music stores just stuck his CDs in that section.
Anyway, 2 days before his show, some fat cat seats opened up on the front row and we bought 'em. Glad we did - although it wasn't spectacular or fabulous, we enjoyed it like he was playing in our own living room. As a Christian, I particularly enjoyed his vocalist, Christine Miller, as she interpreted some worship & praise favorites. If I was a Krishna, I would have been ticked off - oh well, there probably wern't any Krishnas there anyway.
He also featured a hip hop dancer who interpreted some of Tesh's music in - yes - hip hop. Never would have thought it.
Teshy interspersed stories and audience participation between songs and brought a fine balance of entertainment to the crowd. Good Show, John.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Turn or Burn


On our way home from our St Augustine getaway, we detoured to the Mt Dora Art Festival, a yearly event which we have enjoyed in the past. We met up with our friends, Jeff & Kathy, and we toured the booths exhibiting a myriad of objects d'art which were, for the most part, quite out of our price realm and when it came right down to it ..... we really didn't need any of it. This particular festival displays a hodgepodge of quality levels ...... a particularly fine artist might be assigned a booth next to an exhibit of 'Art Defecado' and street vendors sell all manner of delicacies which could only be labeled "Carnival Food".


As we made our way to the main intersection of the closed-off downtown area, the sound of a street preacher pierced the din made by the art afficianados of Central Florida. We came closer and saw that about a half dozen of the faithful accompanied the zealous quoter of the scriptures


as they held signs which displayed a 'doomsday' message. The group was canvasing the festival handing out leaflets with the salvation message. Everything the street preacher said as well as the text of their handouts was scripturally relevant. We saw no error in their mission.

So, why was I unsettled about the whole scene? It was almost as if I happened upon an extremeist religious group in the throes of rebellion.

I am a believer in the fundemental teachings of Christ and attend a Christian church ..... just like the street preachers. However, my methodology of evangelism does not include the street scene pictured above. I tend to ascribe to more of a 'lifestyle evangelism' as I personally believe Christ Himself practiced. Christ talked in the words of the common people and wove His teachings into beautiful parables incorporating the customs of His time. So, running into the street preachers was apparently outside my comfort zone and even disturbed me ..... these people with the same fundamental beliefs as myself. Perhaps it is because Christ saved the 'religious' jargon for the pharisees, saducees and teachers of the law - and He didn't waste time putting them in their places when confronted by them - after all, they 'knew it all ' - and so I felt as though the street preacher was coming at the innocent passers-by as if they 'knew it all' - like we were all in rejection of their messages. This glimpse at Christian evangelism was as foreign to me as being approached by a member of another faith with a different god.

Several years back, I was on the same street corner where I witnessed a street sage with a different attitude. His words were angry and his presentation was inappropriate for the sleepy little community out enjoying a beautiful spring afternoon. My wife and I watched and listened at a distance, embarrased that this guy supposedly represented our faith. I told my wife that I needed to go and talk to the guy. She did not encourage it, but I'm a nut job and I went anyway. As I approached him I let him know that I, too, was a Christian. He increased the volume of his homily. I basically let him know that Christ came to earth in love. He spoke in love. He acted in love and eventually gave His life as a sacrifice of love for him (my preacher friend). All the time, he kept up with his sermon, overpowering my promptings to put down his bull horn and listen to a different approach. I did let him know that I thought his approach should be just a tad more Christlike. No response. Oh well. At least he didn't shoot me.
So, am I wimpy? Am I judgemental? Am I luke-warm? Am I right-on? There are more 'sects' to Christianity than Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream flavors and I believe I had encountered just one which caused me to stop, open my eyes and examine who I am in Christ.
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Monday, February 11, 2008

To All My Friends......


..... in 2007 who e-mailed me promises of GOOD LUCK if I forwarded something. It did NOT WORK. For 2008, could you please just send either money, chocolate or gas vouchers. Thank you!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

First Post of Historical Significance

Central Floridians routienly escape to the historic city of St Augustine for a break from the Disney mentality and this past weekend, it was our turn. Having done the Bed & Breakfast thing in the past, we opted to stay on the beach, as the B & Bs are quite pricey on the weekends.
(I've wondered how lumpy beds, uneven floors, tiny toilets & bad plumbing are referred to as 'charming' - of course the breakfasts are great - but you can get The Big Stack @ Denny's for less than 5 bucks - but ..... I digress ....)
The following are some images taken on various trips to our favorite getaway. Hit the hyperlinks (in light blue) for a detail or click on any pic for a larger image.
As we began the 2 hour drive to St Augustine, we spotted a group of White Ibis on a lawn as they pecked away in search of insects. They are generally found in marshy areas and lakes. This picture illustrates the way that civilization has encroached upon another species in our beautiful State.
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Our particular locale sports tract homes, condos/apartments and gated communities, so when we pedaled through the cobblestone streets of St A, porches, gates, doors and walkways became a focal point for pictures. Although part of the day became overcast, I decided to snap away in spite of the flat image the lighting would produce - they were memories.






















Charlotte Street



Aviles Street - a side street near the village center, St George St

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The pictures below were taken on and around St George Street, the center of commerce for the Old City of St Augustine, Florida.














Kids in the Old City