Sunday, July 31, 2005

It Takes an Oreamnos americanus

For this year's vacation photos I took, I used 450 MB of CF disk storage for the more than 500 digital images and a half-dozen or so of AVI. I spent this past week's evenings reliving the trip by culling, cataloging, and archiving this parcel of vacation memories into a CD.

Last year in our trip to celebrate Louis and Clark's Bicentennial Expendition, we visited the Waterton NP (Alberta, Canada) and the Glacier NP in Montana. We ferried through the Gates of the Mountain, we saw the headwaters of the Missouri River at Bozman Montana; and we rode on the Second Transcontinental Railroad from Montana to Idaho over the Continental Divide. In all these places, we didn't see one mountain goat in the wild. And for that matter, we hardly saw any creatures of the wild, other than ospreys. So it was thrilling, to say the least, we saw mountain goats nonchantlantly went about munching on the shrubs and flowers at Mt. Rushmore A Mountain Goat (Oreamnos americanus) from Scenes of Black Hills, SD. It was a really a serendipitous find of these shy and oft elusive rocky cliff dwellers.

Surely, in this cursed and fallen world awaiting a new birth (Romans 8:22). The Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem (The Grand Teton and Yellowstone NPS), is formed along fault lines and on top of a supervolcano. Forbodingly and paradoxically, the beauty of this wilderness has much to do with these geologic instabilities. It is "charged with the grandeur of God."(1)

If these park systems are as magnificient as every vistor seems to agree, I can not begin to image how beautiful a perfect new heaven and a new earth would be like (Revelation 21:1). Hence, the Mt. Rushmore mountain goat serves as a prudent reminder of God's unfathomable wisdom.

In the Book of Job, God speaks of nature and its being. Though we understood very little of it, He tells us of His disciplinary designs. God, being the immutable "I AM WHO I AM" (Exodus 3:14 NASB), owes man, His creation, no explanation whatsoever. In Job Chapter 39 (NIV), we read God puts the questions of the rhythm of life to Job:

1 "Do you know when the mountain goats give birth?
Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn?

2 Do you count the months till they bear?
Do you know the time they give birth?

3 They crouch down and bring forth their young;
their labor pains are ended.

4 Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds;
they leave and do not return.

5 "Who let the wild donkey go free?
Who untied his ropes?

6 I gave him the wasteland as his home,
the salt flats as his habitat.

7 He laughs at the commotion in the town;
he does not hear a driver's shout.

8 He ranges the hills for his pasture
and searches for any green thing.

9 "Will the wild ox consent to serve you?
Will he stay by your manger at night?

10 Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness?
Will he till the valleys behind you?

11 Will you rely on him for his great strength?
Will you leave your heavy work to him?

12 Can you trust him to bring in your grain
and gather it to your threshing floor?

13 "The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully,
but they cannot compare with the pinions and feathers of the stork.

14 She lays her eggs on the ground
and lets them warm in the sand,

15 unmindful that a foot may crush them,
that some wild animal may trample them.

16 She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers;
she cares not that her labor was in vain,

17 for God did not endow her with wisdom
or give her a share of good sense.

18 Yet when she spreads her feathers to run,
she laughs at horse and rider.

19 "Do you give the horse his strength
or clothe his neck with a flowing mane?

20 Do you make him leap like a locust,
striking terror with his proud snorting?

21 He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength,
and charges into the fray.

22 He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing;
he does not shy away from the sword.

23 The quiver rattles against his side,
along with the flashing spear and lance.

24 In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground;
he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.

25 At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, 'Aha!'
He catches the scent of battle from afar,
the shout of commanders and the battle cry.

26 "Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom
and spread his wings toward the south?

27 Does the eagle soar at your command
and build his nest on high?

28 He dwells on a cliff and stays there at night;
a rocky crag is his stronghold.

29 From there he seeks out his food;
his eyes detect it from afar.

30 His young ones feast on blood,
and where the slain are, there is he."


The wonders of the physical universe and the marvels of the animal kingdown, such as those seen at the Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem, display God's wisdom beyond any conception of understanding. The Mt. Rushmore mountain goat photo shall ever be a memento of God's providential grace.

(1) Gerard Manley Hopkins' poem "God's Grandeur".

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Scenes of Black Hills, SD

Crazy Horse Memorial (model), 7/15/2005 1139 Hours MDT. Black Hills, SD


Crazy Horse Memorial (unfinished), 7/15/2005 1145 Hours MDT. Black Hills, SD


Mt. Rushmore, 7/15/2005 11515 Hours MDT. Mt. Rushmore National Memorial, SD


Mountain Goat, 7/15/2005 1628 Hours MDT. Mt. Rushmore National Memorial, SD

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Lili Marlene

Carol had asked if I would do an audio blog of the WW II ballad Lili Marlene. I couldn't hold a lantern to the original artist, Lale Anderson (or anyone else for that matter), who first recorded it in 1939. I have posted this Anderson recording. Sing along with Lale, if you would.


Lili Marlene
Lale Anderson, 1939

Vor der Kaserne
Vor dem großen Tor
Stand eine Laterne
Und steht sie noch davor
So woll'n wir uns da wieder seh'n
Bei der Laterne wollen wir steh'n
Wie einst Lili Marleen
Wie einst Lili Marleen

(At the barracks compound,
By the entry way
There a lantern I found
And if it stands today
Then we'll see each other again
Near that old lantern we'll remain
As before, Lili Marleen)


Unsere beide Schatten
Sah'n wie einer aus
Daß wir so lieb uns hatten
Das sah man gleich daraus
Und alle Leute soll'n es seh'n
Wenn wir bei der Laterne steh'n
Wie einst Lili Marleen
Wie einst Lili Marleen

(Both our shadows meeting
Melding into one
Our love was not fleeting
And plain to everyone
Then all the people shall behold
When we stand by that lantern old
As before, Lili Marleen)


Schon rief der Posten
Sie blasen Zapfenstreich
Das kann drei Tage kosten
Kam'rad ich komm sogleich
Da sagten wir auf Wiedersehen
Wie gerne wollt ich mit dir geh'n
Mit dir Lili Marleen
Mit dir Lili Marleen

(Then the guard to me says
There's tap call, let's go
This could cost you three days
Be there in half a mo'
So that was when we said farewell
Tho' with you I would rather dwell
With you, Lili Marleen)


Deine Schritte kennt sie
Deinen zieren Gang
Alle Abend brennt sie
Doch mich vergaß sie lang
Und sollte mir ein Leids gescheh'n
Wer wird bei der Laterne steh'n
Mit dir Lili Marleen
Mit dir Lili Marleen

(Well she knows your foot steps
Your own determined gait
Ev'ry evening waiting
Me? A mem'ry of late
Should something e'er happen to me
Who will under the lantern be
With you, Lili Marleen?)


Aus dem stillen Raume
Aus der Erde Grund
Hebt mich wie im Traume
Dein verliebter Mund
Wenn sich die späten Nebel drehn
Werd' ich bei der Laterne steh'n
Wie einst Lili Marleen
Wie einst Lili Marleen

(From my quiet existence
And from this earthly pale
Like a dream you free me
With your lips so hale
When the night mists swirl and churn
Then to that lantern I'll return
As before, Lili Marleen)

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Scenes of Salt Lake City, UT

Heritage Park, 7/7/2005 1357 Hours MDT. SLC, UT


The Mormon Tabernacle Choir Rehersal, 7/7/2005 1953 Hours MDT. SLC, UT


The Mormon Temple on Temple Square, 7/7/2005 2024 Hours MDT. SLC, UT


Olympic Park, Nordic Ski Jumper Pratice, 7/8/2005 0951 Hours MDT. Park City, UT


Olympic Park, Free Style Ski Jumper Pratice, 7/8/2005 1012 Hours MDT. Park City, UT


A Barber Shop Quartet at the Crossroads Plaza, 7/8/2005 1618 Hours MDT. SLC, UT

On the Snake River Scenes

On the Snake River, 7/10/2005 1244 Hours MDT. Snake River, WY


On the Snake River, 7/10/2005 1306 Hours MDT. Snake River, WY


A Beaver Lodge, 7/10/2005 1342 Hours MDT. Snake River, WY


A Bald Eagle, 7/10/2005 1359 Hours MDT. Snake River, WY


Canadian Geese and Wall Swallow Holes, 7/10/2005 1401 Hours MDT. Snake River, WY


White Water Ahead! 7/10/2005 1402 Hours MDT. Snake River, WY

Scenes of Grand Teton NP, WY

The Cathedral Group (partial), 7/11/2005 0849 Hours MDT. Grand Teton NP, WY


Jackson Lake & The Teton Range, 7/11/2005 0959 Hours MDT. Grand Teton NP, WY


The Tetons View from Inside the Chapel of Transfiguration, 7/9/2005 1432 Hours MDT. Moose, WY


The Tetons, 7/9/2005 1443 Hours MDT. Moose, WY

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Scenes of Yellowstone NP, WY

Dusk at Lake Yellowstone, 7/12/2005 2111 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Lower Falls, 7/11/2005 1402 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Penstemons at Dusk, Half-Mile Above Upper Geyser Basin, 7/11/2005 1923 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Dusk, Half-Mile Above the Upper Geyser Basiin, 7/11/2005 1929 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Sunrise, Old Faithful Geyser, 7/12/2005 0543 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Hayden Valley Bison Herd, 7/12/2005 1538 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Yellow Columbines, 7/12/2005 1606 Hours MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY


Silvery Lupines, 7/12/2005 1606 Hours, MDT. Yellowstone NP, WY

Friday, July 22, 2005

Scenes of Bighorn NF, WY

Shell Falls, 7/14/2005 0932 Hours MDT. Bighorn NF, WY


John Copeman's Tomb, 7/14/2005 1029 Hours MDT. Bighorn NF, WY


Yellow Salsify and Silvery Lupine 7/14/2005 1214 Hours MDT. Near Burgess Junction, WY

Thursday, July 21, 2005

My Heart Is Warm With Friends

Date: Saturday, July 16, 2005. PM, MDT. SLC International Airport.

As for this summer trip of 2005:

"My heart is warm with friends I make,
And better friends I'll not be knowing;
Yet there isn't a train (plane, horse, coach, car, or ship) I'd rather take,
No matter where it's going."

-- excerpt from Edna St. Vincent Millay's "Travel"

Note: Words inside the parenthesis are my insertions.

The Black Hills, SD

Date: Friday, July 15, 2005. PM. MDT. Hotel Alex Johnson, Rapid City, SD

We saddled up and left the Ucross Ranch this mornig. Destination: Black Hills, South Dakota, the Crazy Horse Memorial, and Mt. Rushmore.

After viewing the awsome Crazy Horse Memorial, we moseyed over to the K Bars -tucked away in a sylvan glade - in Keystone, for some champagne, hors d'oeuvres, and luncheon. Reluctantly afterward, we had to leave this place of respite and went to see the immortal four. There was no two ways about it.

The inspiring Mount Rushmore with the faces of Presdents Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln and Teddy Roosvelt, was a sight to behold. This Gutzon Borglum carving epitomizes the spirit of America. Period.

Late in the afternoon we checked into the Hotel Alex Johnson in Rapid City, SD. This was to be our last place of stay for this trip. Tomorrow we go home.

High Plains Drifters

Date: Thursday, July 14, 2005. PM. MDT. Ucross Ranch, Clearmont, WY.

We departed Cody and continued our trek to Clearmont, WY, where an afternoon horseback riding awaited us at the Ucross Dude Ranch.

Traveling above 8,000 ft we cross the high plains and through the majestic Bighorn Mountains. We stopped at Shell Falls and hobnobbed with the rangers. Then we were off to Burgess Junction and lunched at the rustic Bear Lodge. Along the way, I took some pictures of some beautiful wildflowers and that of a lone moose.

When the group arrived at the Ucross,at 1530 hours, the temperture was 94°F/34°C. We split into two parties and saddled up for a horseback ride about the ranch and the surrounding area.

Later that evening, before and after a sumptuous London Broil dinner, we sang with Lonesome George, our resident guitar player and sonfest leader. For the only solo of the evening, I sang an old WWI ballad, "Lili Marlene."

Arrived at Cody, Wyoming

Date: Wednesday, July 13, 2005. PM. Cody, WY. Holiday Inn Cody. Record Tempture for Cody today, 104°F.

We traveled east away from Yellowstone into the Wapiti Valley and through Shoshone National Forest. At 1430 hours MDT, we arrived at Cody. A town named after Buffalo Bill Cody (William Frederick Cody). We lunched and spent couple of hours wandering about the Buffalo Bill Historical Center (BBHC).

The group checked into the Holiday Inn. A rather nice hotel with many amenities, including free wi-fi. After a western style ribs dinner at the Bandana Room we headed out to the local rodeo and whooped it up with the wranglers.

It had been a long day. This buckaroo's bushed. ZZZZZzzzzzzz.

Gunga Din Was I - Sort of

Date: Wednesday, July 13, 2005. PM. MDT. Cody, Wyoming.

Before leaving Lake Yellowstone this morning, the group put in two hours of volunteer work for the National Forest Services. The Ranger assigned us to paint the fire hydrants near and about the Lake Yellowstone Hotel. When we received our assignment at 0730 hours, the temperture was already in the 70s (25+°C).

I started off as a scrape and brush man for our assigned hydrants behind the hotel. There were other scraper/painter in our Gang of Five as well. Soon it became evident we needed more painters than scrapers. I went back to the ranger's truck to look for for paint brushes. The Boss ranger came back from somewhere and said there weren't any more paint brushes left. But he thought it would be a good idea for me to distribute bottled waters to the painting crew scattered about.

Off I went hauling a dozen or so 20-ounce bottled water in a plastic bag over my shoulder in search of thirsty hydrant painters far and near. At the end of the two-hour stint, I was perspiring a lot more than the painting crew. I muttered under my breath, "You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!"

The ranger took a picture of the motley crew and bid us farewell. We cleaned up and headed east toward Cody, Wyoming, into the cowboy and indian country.

Monday, July 18, 2005

More Yellowstone NP

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755.

Date: Saturday, July 16, 2005. 2150 hours MDT.
Flying in a full MD-88 somewhere near or toward Squaw Valley at this writing.

The Upper Geyser Basin moments before sunrise was a view to behold. On the early morning of Tuesday, 12 July, I took a series of pictures of hydrothermal plumes spewing forth from numerous mineral springs, pools, and geysers.

Before heading out to Lake Yellowstone, the group visited other geysers, including the Fountain Paint Pots and the Firehole River.

At the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone, we stopped by the Upper and Lower Falls for the required and obligatory photos. The prized photo of the day, however, was my panoramic shot of a large bison herd grazing on the Hayden Valley meadows.

The expedition arrived at Lake Yellowstone about 1630 hours. The Old Faithful Inn resident pianist met up with us at the Lake Yellowstone Hotel, and as a matter of course, we sang again after dinner.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Geysers at Yellowstone NP

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755 at the SLC Internatinal Airport.

Date: Monday, July 11, 2005. 1755 hours. MDT.

The afternoon temperture got much warmer on this cloudless afternoon. After luncheon and checking into our rooms at the Old Faithfull Inn, the expedition split up to explore the largest collection of active geysers in the world.

The famous Old Faithful and many other geysers were located on the upper geyser basin. Some of us climbed another 0.5 miles higher toward a higher elevation to look down at the basin. It was at 2030 hours I took a panoramic picture of the valley floor below in the fading glow of the setting sun.

Later back at the inn we sang songs by Lerner & Lowe, Gershwin, Porter, and others, with the resident pianist as the accompanist.

Arrived at Yellowstone NP

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755 at SLC Internatinal on Saturday, July 16, 2005. 1631 hours.

Post completed at the Holiday Inn in Cody, WY., on Wed. July 13,2005.

Date: Monday, July 11, 2005. PM MDT.

The expedition spent the morning exploring the geography of the Teton's Cathedral Group.

We arrived at the Yellowstone National Park (YNP) at about 1130 hours this morning. The temperture at the Park at our arrival this morning was about 86°F / 30°C.

Along the parkway drive, we saw first hand the effect of the 1988 fire which had destroyed over 36% of the Park's forest. On the burnt out sections of the Park, succession ecology was evident.

With a mild winter and spring rain, wildflowers (e.g. Heartleaf Arnica, Sticky Geranium, Lupine, Harebell, Columbine) are in abundant display. Following several years of draughts in the state, this year's lush flora is a welcome relief and feast for the area fauna.

Along the shoreline of Lake Jackson, I took a picture of a lone Wyoming Paintbrush (state flower) against the backdrop of lupines and morning sun. A very good photo.

The expedition will be staying at the Old Faithful Inn this evening.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Snake River Rafting

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755 at the historic Wort Hotel, Jackson, WY.

Date: Sunday, 10 July, 2005. 2324 hours MDT.

In rained this morning and the rafting on the Snake River had to be postponed until 1230 hours.

The 13-mile down stream rafting trip on the Snake River was most exilarating and edifying. I was the point man who sat on the bow of the raft.

Without my falling into the icy water, I took pictures of the river scenes (some white waters) and wildlife: bald eagles, osprys, Canadian Geese, wall swallows, and a large beaver lodge.

On the last mile or so of the river trip, the expedition met up with a thunderstorm. We saw it coming a half mile upstream and donned ponchos. The group didn't get too wet, nor the raft was in danger of sinking.

It was a long day, but an excellent adventure was had by all.

Arrived at Jackson, WY

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755 at The historic Wort Hotel, Jackson, WY.

Date: 9 July, 2005. PM. MDT.

Left SLC 0800 hours on an overcast and cooler morning. Traveled north easterly on state route 89. Weather turned warmer each leg of the way.

Arrived at sunny and hot Jackson, WY at about 1300 hours. After depositing the luggage at the historical Wort Hotel, headed out to Moose, WY. Took first pictures of the Grand Teton Mt. Range in and about the historic Episcopal Church of Transfiguration. Returned to Jackson for some R & R.

Jackson has grown up. The Hollywood type has gobbled up prime properties. Multi-million dollar homes are being built. Another all too familiar story of changing the ecology of an ancient landscape to benefit only a few.

Friday, July 08, 2005

2002 Winter Olympics Park, Park City, Utah

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755 from the Crosstown Plaza, SLC, UT.

Date: 8 July, 2005. 1743 Hours MDT.

This Olympics Park was one of three modern sites (Calgary, Park City,and Lake Placid) in North America for sledding and ski jump. It's the best of the three. Olympian hopefuls are still being trained at this 7,300 ft. above sea level facility.

Double Musical Treats

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Date: 8 July, 2005, 0003 Hours MDT.

After a scrumptious dinner at Spencer's, the Hilton staff shuttled those wanting to go listen to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir rehersal three blocks over at the Mormon Convention center located on the Temple Square grounds.

Normally, The MTC rehersal is closed to the public. Because of the renovation at the Mormon Tabernacle AND with the International Barbershop Convention being in town for the week, the MTC had to reherse at their smaller convention center. The choir had the ground floor. The public was allowed into the balcony during the Thursday night practice from 8 PM to 9:30 PM. Because sitting was limited, admittance was based on the comings and goings of the public.

This was a very rare opportunity for lots of tourists to hear them. The Hilton shuttled lots of guests to the MTC rehersal this evening. As an extra treat, a barbershop quartet joined the practice tonight for their upcoming Sunday service.

Although the Mormon religion, in my view, and that of many other orthodox Christians, as being a cult, it was an education to see a bit of their HQ and history first hand.

Now the musical bonus.The International Barbershop Convention body also stays at the Hilton. So all other guests are also being treated to the harmonious Barbershop acappelas inside the Hilton.

This is the last post from SLC. Starting tomorrow morning a long trek across Utah and Idaho through the rugged mountains, silver streams, and endless grasslands to do some rafting at Wyoming's Snake River.

Wi-Fi Connection at SLC

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Date: 7 July, 2005. 2300 Hours MDT

The SLC Hilton Spencer's is the best stakehouse in the state, and fourth in the country. The guest room is very comfortable, but the Wi-Fi connection leaves much to be desired.

Wired Internet is available on all 18 floors at $9.95 per day.
Because of technical difficulties,Wi-Fi is accessible only on the 1st (lobby) and 2nd (pool) floor. The daily fee is the same as the wired rate. Most Guests with or without Wi-Fi PDA stay above the swimming pool floor. Not too many guests, I don't think, would want to leave their rooms and use the wireless service at these two floors . So I went looking for free Wi-Fi connections. There should be some about. As a matter of fact, the Shilo Hotel across from Hilton offers free wired Internet to all its guests.

I found my free Wi-Fi connection on the street behind the Hilton at a café-bookstore. The first SLC post was sent with my standing at the outside of the bookstore. This and any subsequent SLC posts can now be sent free of charge.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Arrived at SLC, Utah

This post was sent from the mobile iPAQ xh2755 from Salt Lake City, UT.

Flew in to SLC from Sacramento in a 50-seater puddle-hopper. Left at 8:00 AM PDT; arrived at SLC this morning at 10:30 MST. A 1.5 hour flight.

Ambient temperture is about 100°F.

All major historical landmarks (i.e. The Capitol, The Mormon Tabernacle) are now being retro for seismic safety. Did see some local colors and historical districts.

Tomorrow will see Emigration Canyon and the Utah Sports Park.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

I'll Be Seeing You

I’ll be seeing you;
In all the old, familiar places;
That this heart of mine embraces;
All day through.

In that small cafe;
The park across the way;
The children’s carousel;
The chestnut tree;
The wishing well.

I’ll be seeing you;
In every lovely, summer’s day;
And everything that’s bright and gay;
I’ll always think of you that way;
I’ll find you in the morning sun;
And when the night is new;
I’ll be looking at the moon;
But I’ll be seeing you.


I'll see you in two weeks, God willing. In the meantime, please enjoy Chris McDonald's jazz rendition of this tune.


God be with you 'til we meet again
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you:
God be with you 'til we meet again.

The Psalms Part 4 of 4 - The Business of Heaven


When in Our Music God is Glorified

When in our music God is glorified,
and adoration leaves no room for pride,
it is as though the whole creation cried
Alleluia!

How often, making music, we have found
a new dimension in the world of sound,
as worship moved us to a more profound
Alleluia!

So has the Church, in liturgy and song,
in faith and love, through centuries of wrong,
borne witness to the truth in every tongue,
Alleluia!

And did not Jesus sing a psalm that night
when utmost evil strove against the Light?
Then let us sing, for whom He won the fight,
Alleluia!

Let every instrument be tuned for praise!
Let all rejoice who have a voice to raise!
And may God give us faith to sing always
Alleluia! Amen.

--Words: Fred Pratt Green, 1972
--Music: Charles Villiers Standford, 1904


About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them. -- Acts 16:25 (NIV)

Music is in our very core of existence. It is the most recognized form of the self externalized. Depending on the culture, the religious influence, or the lack of it, music and songs offer a glimpse into our being. Music, and often times with lyrics, portrait life's kaleidoscopic emotions and hopes. The palette of sweet, sanguine, and sorrow vicissitudes are the colors of our songs. Whether we are musicians or not, there are forms of music each of us like. Seldom, however, does one ask whence came music and why.

God created man after His own image (Genesis 1:27) and just a little lower than Himself (Genesis 1:26; Psalm 8:5). Man is endowed with many attributes akin to his Creator. Even fallen from grace since the days of Eden, the attribute for man to make music still abides. Through God's revelation, the higher purpose of music is for man to remind himself that he was created for the sole purpose of praising and extolling his Creator

From Revelation 14:3 (KJV) we read "no man could learn that song but the hundred and forty and four thousand, which were redeemed from the earth." Numerology and cultic interpretation aside, this passage from the Bible attested Christ is to be praised by those He has purchased. In spite of the romantic notion we hear angels sing when we are in courtship, and love is in bloom ("And the Angels Sing"), God did not ordain these heavenly hosts faculties for making music. Angels can praise God (Luke 2:12-14; ). God did not redeem the heavenly hosts nor the fallen angels. He redeemed his highest and loved creation - man. The school of sorrow the saved souls experienced on earth heightens the joy of salvation is beyond all superlatives and metaphors. There will be no more tears in His presence (Revelation 21:-5). The chorus of the redeemed shall sing in heaven the triumphant hymn praising Jesus for His redemptive sacrifice (Revelation 5:9). The business of heaven is for man to glorify God and to enjoy Him forever. (Note: It is beyond the scope of this post to offer a discussion why the chief end of man is to praise God and to enjoy Him forever.)

As His redeemed, our hearts and actions are to reflect what God's grace has done in us. The question is not one of being saved from eternal damnation, but of being saved to manifest Christ in our lives (Romans 8:29; 2 Corinthians 4:10). Since God created man for His own pleasure (Ecclesiastes 12:13, TEV), one facet of manifesting Christ in the Christian life is to worship Him in spirit and in truth (John 4:23). Our God also takes great pleasure to those who honor and worship Him in songs (Psalm 147:11; 149:4).

There are songs and hymns referenced throughout the Bible. For every mentioning of a song in the Bible, there was an associated testimony to God's greatness and mercy. The very first song ever recorded (no pun) is found in Exodus 15:1-3. The song of Moses and Miriam praising God after the Israelites passed through the Red Sea. In the first song of the New Testament, Mary sang Mary's Song to her cousin Elizabeth. She exalted and praised God for choosing her to be the mother of our Lord (Luke 1:46-55). After Pentecost, prayers and the singing of hymns are in the forefront of disseminating the Gospel.

Every book in the Bible before Acts is focused on God's enduring love for Israel, His chosen people. From Acts onward, we see God's second part of the promise to Abraham "in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed," is being fulfilled (Genesis 12:1-3). In Acts, we read for the first time the painful and sometimes life forfeiting implications in completing the Great Commission (Matthew 24:14). It is also in Acts, God provided us an overarching reminder - and the first of such in the annals of missions - singing hymns and praying both can be life giving and life sustaining.

Long before He laid down earth's foundations, God had us in mind. He had settled on us as the focus of His love, and to be made whole and holy by His love (Ephesians 1:4). God is to be revered. When we fear Him, as did the Psalmists, we revere and worship with an unwavering assurance of His sovereignty. Only then will we fear nothing of this world. Absolutely nothing. Not even death (1 Corinthians 15:55). When we revere God, we love God. To love God is to live without fear (Proverbs 19:23). Acts 16 tells us how much Paul and Silas loved God.

On apostle Paul's second missionary journey and the first to Europe, in the city of Philippi, he and Silas were beaten and incarcerated (Acts 16). Yet while in prison during the middle of the night, they prayed and sang hymns praising God. And other prisoners listened (Acts 16:25). We do not know what hymns Paul and Silas sang. Paul, being the Hebrew of Hebrew (Philippians 3:5) would be no stranger to the psalms and canticles of the Old Testament. The Book of Psalms, contains phrases of "praising" God 184 times. The Psalmists are telling us praising God is the most important thing we are to care about, day and night (Psalm 113). It would not be implausible if these two men prayed and sang from memorized Psalms (e.g. Psalm 27). Whatever the case might have been, God, had given new life to the jailer and family, and substained Paul and Silas. It is noted the latter proclaimed (not shared) Christ to the others (Colossians 1:28 NASB; NIV).

Praying and and singing hymns of praise, are the most distinctive resources avail to the body of Christ (1 Corinthians 14:15); the two sides of the same conduit to God. Even in our darkest hour, we cease not in thanking and praising Him as Paul and Silas had done in Acts 16:25. We must note, in prayers and in hymns we not only encourage and edify each other (Colossians 3:16), as did Paul and Silas, we also witness to those who have not heard of the Gospel (Romans 10:14). The prisoners listened to Paul and Silas. They and the jailer heard the Good News.

The bold testimony had directly affected Paul and Silas' miraculous and spectacular release from prison and the consequent salvation of the jailer and his family. Prayers and the singing of hymns are the resources God would have us to advance His kingdom in all hours of the day. We are certain of this because our Lord also prayed and sang hymns in the days of His ministry.

In the Book of Psalms, God has demonstratively and extensively taught His people the poetry of prayers and hymns. The Psalms is the model for our mien to God. In times of joy and tears, the Psalms teaches us how to be in His presence. The Psalmists sought Him in penitence, prayer, and praise. He them in precepts and promises. Even so at His final Passover, Jesus sang/quoted Psalm 118 (Mark 12:10-11). And while being crucified, our Lord sang/quoted two of His seven lasts words from the Psalms (Mark 15:34 and Matthew 27:46; Luke 23:46).

God's teachings are so central to which the psalmist confessed, "Thy statutes have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage" (Psalm 119:54 KJV). This verse epitomizes the entire Psalter. It was Martin Luther, in a manner typical of him, asserted that the Psalms enables one to look directly into the hearts of God's people. To this day, there is no sufficient extolment on the merits and the values of the Psalter.

Our Lord is the Alpha and Omega (Revelation 1:8). He spoke the first word, and He shall have the last word. The redeemed and the rest of the world are bounded by God's word (Isaiah 55:11). Lest we forget, the initiative for us to worship is of God (1 John 4:19). He gave us His Word. We heard and responded. We say and sing back to Him what He taught us as most sure and true. And we take the blessings of His Word to the ends of the earth. Therefore, our corporate worship is not to be one of casual celebration nor cultural-centric songfest from which we feel and define what God needs to further His kingdom (cf Leviticus 10:3; Ecclesiastes 5:1-2). May God forgive such irreverent pride. The contents of our music element in worship has to resist the confused, the shallow, and the rhythmical noise of the pop culture. They must ascend to the higher ends of edification and glorification (cf 1 Corinthians 10:23; 1 Corinthians 14).

The Psalter is the bedrock for aiding our learning to perfect worship in heaven while on earth. It affords us a glimpse how God conjoin music with His Word, in spite of our not knowing the musical forms of the Psalms. Circumscribed in these psalms and prayers of God's anointing, four Scriptural principles for hymnodies are evident.

1. The condition in which we see God's unfathomable glory as our Creator (e.g. Psalm 8; Psalm 104).

2. The company to our daily walk with God. It serves to enriches and edifies us (e.g. Psalm 23; Psalm 84; Psalm 139).

3. The conveyance by which our darkness hours are ablazed with hope and His promised deliverance (e.g. Psalm 4; Psalm 142).

4. The conquering agent avail to us when life's circumstances say otherwise (e.g. Psalm 62; Psalm 63).

The best hymns of the English language were written in the 18th and 19th centuries. They all girded with elements of the Psalter principals for hymnodies. These hymns have stood the test of time in that they proclaimed Jesus as the founder, the foundation, and the fountain of our faith. In all, hymns of depth and spiritual dimension do not cheapen God's grace and the eventual business of heaven (cf Dietrich Bonhoeffer The Cost of Discipleship).

Hymns breathe the praise of the saints, the vision of the prophets,
The prayers of the penitent and the spirit of the martyrs.
They bring solace to the sad, assurance to the perplexed,
Faith to the doubter and comfort to the oppressed.

They span the centuries of history,
And bridge the barriers of denominations.
Study them to be pure in heart; sing them to be joyful in spirit,
Store them in the mind to possess a treasury of worship.

Monday, July 04, 2005

Proclaim Liberty Throughout


Liberty Bell, Liberty Bell Center, Independence Hall, Philadelphia, PA. (3 Nov. 2003)

If one looks closely at this photo, he can make out the top inscription on the bell reads "Lev. XXV VX Proclaim..." The full text inscribed on the Liberty Bell reads as follows:

"Proclaim Liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof" from Leviticus 25:10 of the Bible.

Fellow Americans and Christians, some of you are stressed that the godless ACLU might file suit to declare the government showing of the Libery Bell with this inscription is in violation of the First Amendment. Fear not.

This is not not a life and death matter. "The world is passing away, and also its lusts; but the one who does the will of God lives forever" (1 John 2:17, NASB). Let the ACLU and its ilk agrue their mission in God's court. That day will come.

Therefore, the thing to hold dare in our hearts and minds from this day to eternity is the Lamb of God has already paid the price to free us from sin and judgement.

"So if the Son makes you free, you will be free indeed." (John 8:36 NASB)

This is the message of liberty we are to proclaim. And on this 229th birthday of these United States, let us thank Him for his faithfulness and mercy to all its inhabitants.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

A National Hymn Written for July 4, 1876

We sang this 129-year old hymn in worship service this morning. By the grace of God, may we sing it again next year on the 4th July weekend.


GOD OF OUR FATHERS
Words: Daniel C. Roberts
Music: George W. Warren

God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand
Leads forth in beauty all the starry band
Of shining worlds in splendor through the skies
Our grateful songs before Thy throne arise.

Thy love divine hath led us in the past,
In this free land by Thee our lot is cast,
Be Thou our Ruler, Guardian, Guide and Stay,
Thy Word our law, Thy paths our chosen way.

From war’s alarms, from deadly pestilence,
Be Thy strong arm our ever sure defense;
Thy true religion in our hearts increase,
Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace.

Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way,
Lead us from night to never ending day;
Fill all our lives with love and grace divine,
And glory, laud, and praise be ever Thine.

Saturday, July 02, 2005

The Summer of Our Youth

She: 30°C there is not too hot rite? longing for autumn...

He: Yesterday was 101°F/38°C here in the valley. Your comments have me recall The Bard, who wrote in one of his sonnets, "summer's lease hath all too short a date..."

All too soon the long sunny summer days, star-lit eves, ice cream socials, sparkling streams, family picnics, the sweet taste of peaches and more, will dissolve into the recess of memory and locked away. We bring back the mental images to assuage the soul of our winter discontent, and per chance, in a rare reminiscence we regale the loved ones with the summer of our youth.

Until we are in the presence of the Sun of Rigteouness's (Malachi 4:2) perfect clime, each of us accepts (but may not like) the climate of our geography. Where I am at the moment, I do not mind the summer heat.