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Monday, September 30, 2024

Dancing Through the Night



when the joy 

slips away

seems our love

will never stay

i'm gonna hold you to my heart

we'll watch the darkness fall apart 

You and I


(refrain)

let's keep dancing through the night

and make the fire burn bright

let's keep dancing til the dawn

embracing heaven's light

dancing through the night


days gone by

make love cold

can't deny

love grows old

i'm going to hold you through the years

we'll melt the ice with a thousand tears

You and I


(refrain)


let's keep on dancing through all the strain

we'll just grow closer in love again


(refrain)

Saturday, November 25, 2023

Peal the Bells

 


Let’s release our hearts unto that deep abeyance 
which comes with Christmas longing,
And there relinquish every sorrow 
unto our Star of Joy.  
Now rest upon the Truth prevailing 
that can’t be set aside, 
Until within the darkness dawns 
the angels’ glorious hymn.

kp
 
Inspired by this story from Longfellow's life:


Here's the backstory to a true American Christmas carol.
The poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote "Christmas Bells" (the carol we call "I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day") in 1863 in a depression over the death of his wife, who died from burns after her nightgown caught fire; and the severe wounding of his son (who enlisted without Longfellow's blessing) during the Civil War.
The poem reflects both his sadness over the war and the state of the world, his own personal pain, and his continuing hope in the power of God.
He wrote the poem on Christmas Day in 1863, after Gettysburg, but before it was clear that the war was turning, and there still remained no end in sight.
When we sing the song today, we almost always leave out some of the key verses explaining Longfellow's motivation for writing it, and so here it is with the missing stanzas restored:
~*~
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
and wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men."

Saturday, June 10, 2023

Empathy or Metriopathy?

 

 

 

 

Appendix III

Empathy or Metriopathy?

 [Appendix III is from Survey of the Book of Hebrews, by Professor George Alder, which I transcribed from his recorded lectures in 2003]

 This exploration was inspired by Professor Alder’s discussion regarding forms of pathēin [paqein] used in Hebrews 4:15 and 5:2. There he discusses apathy (without feeling) and sympathy (with feeling), and talks about metriopathein (moderated feeling, “bear gently” in 5:2). This made me curious where the word “empathy” fits into such a progression of degrees of feeling.

It is interesting to note there is no distinction made in the Greek NT between sympathy and empathy. I could not find a form of path that began with “em” in the usual NT sources. This surprised me, as its form is obviously a Greek construction. Since it did not appear in the NT and since it became more emphasized in Christian counseling ministry in the late twentieth century, we might suppose empathy has a modern etymology. Such a recent development may have been necessitated by the lack of sincerity we have developed in caring for others, in our use of the word sympathy.

For example, one source put it this way, “In 1598 it [sympathy] meant ‘moving’ or ‘stirring’. By 1798 it still aroused pity. Now it is simply woeful.” Who wants to be consoled by someone who laments our loss and sorrow? Well I think that would suit me just fine but, as I found out, it was not good enough for modern psychotherapists.

Professor Alder points out sympathy means to “feel with”. You are weak and suffering, so I feel weak and suffering with you. Moderns do not like this idea because, first of all I am concluding that you are in some pitiful state and I need to lower myself to be of any help, and secondly I become so overwhelmed with despair that I cannot help you. Being overwhelmed is an obvious pitfall for those who wish to help others. However, the first point, this lowering process, came to be associated with shame, guilt, co-dependency and all sorts of modern taboos.

Well, if empathy is so important for ministry and it is not found in the NT, where did it come from? In their paper called “Empathy and Analogy”, Allison Barnes and Paul Thagard tell us,

“The concept of sympathy has a long history (Aristotle used it), but the term empathy is quite recent. In the late nineteenth and early twentieth century, the German term "Einfühlung" was used by Rudolph Lotz and Wilhelm Wundt in an aesthetic doctrine, which was then elaborated by Theodore Lipps. For Lipps, Einfühlung is a mode of inner imitation. When empathizing with a work of art, the beholder physically imitates the object and imaginatively projects himself into the object. Lipps also extended Einfühlung to the domain of interpersonal understanding. E.G. Tichener, a student of Wundt, coined the English translation "empathy" in 1910. [emphasis mine]

“The German "Einfühlung" has a distinctive meaning of "feeling into" something. Unfortunately, Einfühlung was often translated as "feeling with", which is the usual meaning of Mitfühlung (sympathy). M.F. Basch (1983) notes that in the Greek derivation of empathy, the prefix em- means "in" or "within", while the prefix sym- means "with", "along with" or "together". Etymologically, therefore, the term sympathy means to share an experience with someone else. When one sympathizes with others, one "feels with" or shares their suffering. In contrast, Einfühlung is a more extensive concept than sympathy. It signifies the ability to comprehend another's state without actually experiencing that state. The term sympathy, then, refers to our awareness and participation in the suffering of another person, while empathy refers to the attempt to comprehend either positive or negative states of another.

“Sympathy is performed with altruistic ends, but empathy may or may not be motivated by good intentions. Indeed, one may empathize solely with narcissistic ends. It is said, for example, that Hitler empathized with the Jews in order to annihilate them.” [1]

 

Well given that final statement, are we not all very glad that the writer of Hebrews chose a different expression? Barnes and Thagard begin their exploration of the meaning of empathy by stating simply, “Since its inception, the sense of the term ‘empathy’ has wandered.” Yeah, well I guess so. Although the thought of stretching out on the couch of a therapist named ‘Dr. Hitler’ has a certain adventuresome quality to it, I think I would rather go visit my dentist. But remember, empathy has been a big deal in the world of counseling for a while now.

The authors of this paper set the stage for the problem of meanings, by citing the work of psychologist Robin Dawes. In 1994 he published the result of a study on the effectiveness of psychotherapy which they summarize:

 

“He determined that therapy does help people, but that the training and approach of the therapist have no statistically significant influence on the success of the therapy. Length of therapy is also unrelated to success. Dawes concluded, however, that "empathic" therapists are more effective, although he did not provide an account of what constitutes empathy. “[1] [2]

 

In conclusion, I think it significant that Christians can claim a far more precise word for that fruitful space between not caring at all and caring too much, as given by the writer of Hebrews in the use of metriopathein. Perhaps we could call it “metriopathy (mĕt-rē-ŏ-päth-ē): a metered or measured response of caring.”

 

[1]  “Empathy and Analogy” by Allison Barnes and Paul Thagard, University of Waterloo, Ontario, Canada, 1997

 [2]  House of Cards: Psychology and Psychotherapy Built on Myth by Robin M. Dawes, New York, Free Press, 1994

 

 

 

Thursday, February 16, 2023

HOLY GHOST SHIVERS

Hey folks, testing out a way to post song files without using an app that requires you to log in. When you click the little arrow button below be ready for some good old Jesus Movement rock and roll. The concert from 1974 as shown in the poster was recorded through the PA speakers only so the electric guitar and bass are barely audible. This is a serious hoot! 

Hope you enjoy this recording of a genuine Terry Taylor composition "Holy Ghost Shivers" additionally featuring Chuck Starnes on drums including an awesome solo, the late Steve Baxter on guitar and vocal effects, and myself on bass (turn bass to max:-).





Monday, February 06, 2023

Just a Wannabe

 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

there’s a friendship can’t be bound by time

a common bond of human kind

when kindness lands upon the ear

of kindred spirits here and there

 

and the Singer sings a song so fair

where souls rise up to meet in air

conveying through our settled fates

a most forgiving living grace

 

well I’m just a wannabe and I

can live with all that might imply

but I wanted you to know it’s true

you know I know you know that too

 

and so we yearn across the miles

the miles of anonymity

our hearts can hum the same sweet song

though one is just a wannabe

Friday, November 25, 2022

It's Good

 


 

 

 
 
 
 
it's good to find a friendly poem
nestled in one's head
for by its cheery lodgement there
one knows that one's not dead

should i recall a sappy rhyme
that sounds like child's play
what can i do but tell to all
and brighten up their day?

 

Sunday, October 09, 2022

Sometimes You Just Know

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SOMETIMES YOU JUST KNOW  (10/9/22)

 

I can’t account for wisdom

Can’t solve a Rubik’s cube

Can’t find the floor or door

But sometimes I just know

 

I read the morning paper

Shake my head until it hurts

There’s no understanding heartache

But sometimes I just know

 

And I drive on down the highway

Searching out a shred of joy

Stacks of clouds and still no sunrays

Yet sometimes I just know

 

Some ways I can think I’m lost

Some days I might guess I’m not

Some how I still hope it’s fine

I just know sometimes, you know?

 

And that’s a good and proper state to know a bit and not berate

Your own intelligence and charm

So take your chances, check your aim, send up a flare, cuz you can claim

It sure might do more good than harm

 

Some ways you can think you’re lost

Some days you might guess you’re not

Some how you still hope it’s fine

You just know sometimes, you know?

Sometimes you just know


Tuesday, June 16, 2020

Let's Get Back On-course



The cultural mess we call the internet is understandably awash with two second headlines and ten second stories about African American anecdotes, losses and victories. Makes me want to tell you what I think about it all. Instead I came up with this:
Invisible Man… written the year I was born this book is about an African American’s struggles to be a visible man even within his own multi-colored community. I’ve read this book. It is sophisticated and complicated, written better than I have the ability to appreciate. It won the National Book Award for its author Ralph Ellison who later received the Presidential Medal of Freedom… in 1969.
This challenging book left me with a host of questions and some impressions. One significant impression is the idea that none of us are entitled to anything in America. That is not how it works, at least not for those of us who by their socio-economic demographics actually live in America. There are and always will be those who live in mahogany, ebony or ivory towers. 
Those of us who actually live in America are not looking for a hand out. We are expecting to be respected when we act respectable. I have personally known a wide range of folks of all colors, ethnicities, and origins who have this attitude. This attitude is how America works, how it makes progress. This attitude is not looking for opportunity which is not available to others. Those with this attitude are looking for opportunities for everyone in their influence because each one knows that when you progress, I progress; when you are respected, I am respected.
There are a multitude of ways to talk about opposites to this attitude and the subsequent dilemmas and disasters. I find that unnecessary and unhelpful. You do not get back on-course by debating why being off-course is a bad idea.