April 23, 2008

impressions...verbal photo album

Tic, tic, tic...could be my cat licking a plastic bag. She loves to lick plastic bags. We think she's a closet druggie.  The sticky tabs on envelopes are a favorite with her too.  But I stretch and finally get up on this cold, rainy day that is the very epitome of dank, and see the rain dripping in through the open fortechka and between the double windows.  Ick.

Out to the balcony to hang up the laundry still wet from last night.  The dripping is louder there.  Another, larger fortechka propped open all night means wet windowsill and floor and who-knows-what inside the bench-cupboard.  Foo. 

I'm SO glad I don't live somewhere where they have a rainy season!

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Slender white trunks with vibrant leafy spray form an elegant veil wrapped around dark evergreens.   For miles and miles, the layers of living green are fed by a wet Spring day.   

I sit in a rumbling metal box. Stale, human smells remind me I'm not in the forest.  As does the plasma screen overhead, flashing the latest weird sci-fi scenes, complete with loud, murmuring Russian synchronization.

A withered little grandma moves up to the front next to me.  Keeps bumping around too much in the back, she says, and I understand.    A tiny village begins to pass on our left and grandma comments on the simple little houses and blooming white of cherry trees.   Can't get used to Kiev, she says.  Lived in the village all my life.

We long to be out of the rumbling metal box and somewhere far in the forest, among the pillars of pine and birch.   Or in a hata, tending a little garden, cheered by cherry blossoms.

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Out of the tunnel, up from the hole where thousands mill and press, around the corner and ...

Glorious white accompianed by magenta hands folded in prayer.  Smug yellow grabs your eye, tucked in against the stately light pillars of the station.   And the warm blessing of sunshine.  You can breathe now.   Take it in deeply.   Even the background noise of the city doesn't take away the pure pleasure of this garden.

Women in long coats and stilleto heels stroll along the alleys.  Girls in heels climb even the dirt shortcuts, giggling as they try not to slip.  Vivaldi's bright notes stream from a student's mobile.   

It's the best place to get a picture of yourself wearing Mother Nature's spring line.  And even men are taking pictures with their phones.  Even women are taking pictures without themselves in the frame.  There are no greater words of praise for a sight in Ukraine!

Metropolitan man begins to breathe again in wonder at the simplicity of a tree in blossom.   No oligarch, no architect, has bought or built anything better in this city.

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April 11, 2008

Mozart and Lysenko in a small Ukrainian village

Again a whole month has gone by since I've written on my blog! Last weekend, we had some guests from Kiev join us in Rivne for a seminar on Christianity and a special concert at an orphanage. These kids who live in a beautifully built new housing complex rarely get to the city for entertainment. The music they choose on their own tends to be dance and rap music. So you can imagine their surprise when our guests brought Bach and Chopin to their stage! Here's a short clip of our friend Olga singing a famous Russian song:

March 14, 2008

oh sweet iTunes, where have you been all my life?

Can I just say that I'm very much enjoying the instant gratification of iTunes?  Of being able to download favorite songs, and new favorites, in a matter of seconds?   Of having life overseas pose no barrier to the music I can get my hands on?   Only problem is that it's severely addictive....  Anyone having the same experience?  Anyone?

February 22, 2008

Good article about teaching abroad...

Susan Wunderink reviews a book called Innocents Abroad and shares some of her own insights.

Cultures will clash, but they have clashed in different ways over the centuries.  Her comment at the end makes it worth reading the not-so-long review . . .

February 13, 2008

Seems like everytime I go to the States...

. . . There's a big lull in my blogging!  So again, 'well-watered garden' has been on hiatus since December.  January flew by in its less-than-snowyness--for which I was grateful as I drove around the Tri-State area to 14 different churches in about 4 weeks.  Glad that there was little snow and ice for that!  But as the snow falls outside my apartment in Kiev, I'm happy to see it.  I don't drive in Ukraine, and won't even be taking any busses today.  The snow covers up the icky greyness of this 'ugliest time of the year.'  :-)

Here's one of my 'home for Christmas' pics with family:

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December 18, 2007

Lysenko comes home

Sunday afternoon we had 4 students from the Music School (high-school level) over for an early Christmas dinner with music, games, and a reading of the Christmas story.

Here's a short clip of Angelina playing Grieg's Concerto in A Minor (I only recognized it because my brother Craig played it, or part of it, once for a recital long ago):

It's just too bad I didn't get the beginning - the famous 'dum, dum, da-dum-dum'.  She really sounded great!  But I only caught the calm parts in the middle.  The three on the floor in the foreground are building a Jenga tower  :)

December 16, 2007

Buried memories

It's been another long lull in writing, and it seems strange that I come back to the blog with such a bleak topic:  the Ukrainian Jewish Holocaust.   But last night, as we had small group (very small - one lady came - so with me and my roommate - that made three!  but you know, 'where two or three are gathered...')   Somehow the topic of the Jews came up (we were looking at OT prophecies related to the coming of the Messiah), and I noticed again how people tend to be a tad suspicious or jealous (at best) and downright anti-Semitic (at worst).  Then I got online this morning and one of the stories on the Ukraine RISU site (a web site dedicated to things religion-and-nation related) had to do with the way the murder of Jews during the War is virtually ignored in Ukraine.

For more, read here about a French priest who is trying to uncover the tragedies of the past...

November 11, 2007

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

It's finally REALLY snowing!  We had the 'spitting' kind snow maybe a month ago.  Then a week or so ago we had snow that stayed for about an hour in the morning and melted.  But TODAY...today I woke to a beautiful blanket of snow covering the whole city, and more coming down all day.  Blizzardy, blustery, fluffy snow right in the face.  Loved it.  I really like snow...especially since I don't drive here.

By the way, pray for Greg and Brenda that they'll be able to get here tomorrow without snow-induced problems!

I made a cake this evening from a box that contained even the pan for baking it.  It was a gift from someone from the Rochester, PA church - they'd gathered all kinds of mixes and sent 'em my way.  Amazing that you can just open a box, add water to a mix, throw it in a pan, take it out, squeeze icing on top, and tada - that's it!  What's really great is that this was a chocolate cake with chocolate icing.  Felt like I was cheating and all - but it was still pretty decent  :)

Was walking to a 'simple church' this afternoon (a group that meets in an apartment -- and what's especially nice - a group not led by me!) and it was all snowy and slushy on the skinny bit of walkable sidewalk.  Someone hit me like a linebacker from behind trying to squeeze through and I said, loud enough to hear 'Ay, yay, yay!'

Not sure if I'm becoming aggressive or just becoming a bit more Ukrainian.  It's the whole public 'disciplining' of the people around you.  There's a lot of waiting in lines, pushing and shoving, etc - and people usually feel the need to be verbal about it if they think someone's overstepped.  Shocked me at first, but now, hmm...I guess I'm getting used to it!

October 18, 2007

Worship in Any Church

I just wrote an entry this week (on Monday I think) about Worship in the Simple Church.  Today I'm thinking about worship in general and wanted to write down a few more thoughts.  These are things that come to mind as I prepare for a service, or visit a church, and I rarely take them out and examine them - let alone in front of others.

A few years ago, okay maybe 10 or more because it was while studying at RWC as an undergrad, I went to one of the Mr. Dr. Berry's lectures related to Church music, it's history, etc.   I can still see in my mind's eye the pictures of the shape of church buildings as they changed.  From the upper room, homes, and temple courts used by the early Church, to the basilica/cathedral style used to this day by most of the Catholic Church, to the preacher-audience set-up (or now worship team/drama team/dance crew/preacher-audience) that set the standard for Protestant/Evangelical churches to this day...

One major difference that stuck in my head was the difference between the typical Catholic church building and the typical Protestant church building.  At the center of the Catholic church is the table and the priest -- and the building itself is a physical representation of the Body of Christ - with the table right at the heart.  Arms go out from the sides and the body extends from head to foot (where the exits are, I guess).  If I understand correctly, the Eucharist is the center of Catholic worship, and so it is represented fully in the physical set-up of the church building.

The Reformation brought an emphasis on the written Word of God and it's power to release people from what was seen as a works-based theology to a theology of grace--'salvation by faith through grace.'   The preaching office of the Church became primary, since it was through preaching that people were brought to repentance and an understanding of the gospel message.  This emphasis continued throughout the revival movements in America -- and the tent meetings where music was the 'pre-game show' to draw in the crowd and warm them up to hear the 'main event' -- the revival message.  (Reminds me of most of our family camp services to this day!)

I'll go on one more step in this hack-job of Christian worship history  :) 

It seems the charismatic movement, or the praise & worship movement some might call it, brought us to another step that changed our buildings (in the Evangelical churches) once again.  We need a bigger platform (or even, gasp!, 'stage') to fit the drum set that we finally got our congregation to agree to (after a few families left).   We can't put on our Christmas play unless there's more room and a decent back stage. 

There's at least two little 'movements' that affected these kinds of changes - and I mean the changes in physical structure (larger platforms and arrangement of seats so that people are closer, can see better, or so that the acoustics work better for concerts and plays).  One, perhaps the strongest, is the 'attractional church' movement (it's not really a movement, but I'm running out of vocabulary).  What I mean is something many writers have talked about in the last several years--an attractional church is one whose primary outreach strategy is to make the church, its people, its programs and its worship services as attractive as possible so that people will want to come.  It's the 'come to us' posture of evangelism.   The other 'movement' is the more charismatic or pentacostal element that affected the kinds of music we use today in most churches.  These are simpler, more intimate songs of praise and adoration which flowed out of churches where people believe that God speaks today through individuals who are prophetically gifted, who may sing and pray in the Spirit, and who write songs that are expressions of that kind of gift and/or invite others to sing creatively, in the moment, a personal song of praise to God.   How many of our churches which sing these songs actually use them in this way?  Hmm...

And if we don't, or if a church has a theology that runs counter to the idea of 'singing in the Spirit' -- should we wonder at all that some have a preference for hymns?  :)

So, back to buildings, I wanted to share a paragraph from James F. White's An Introduction to Christian Worship

    "The relationships between architecture and what Christians do when they worship are complex.  Church architecture not only reflects the ways Christians worship but it also shapes worship or, not uncommonly, misshapes it.  Architecture reflects Christian worship by providing the setting and shelter needed by a community to carry out its worship together.  This is perhaps obvious--not even a football crowd will sit still in below-zero weather.  Bu, at the same time that architecture is accommodating worship, it is also, in a subtle and inconspicious way, shaping that same worship.  In the first place, the building helps define the meaning of worship for those gathered inside it.  Try to preach against triumphalism in a baroque church!  Try to teach the priesthood of all believers with a deep Gothic chancel never occupied by any but ordained clergy!  Second, the building dictates the possibilities open to us in our forms and styles of worship.  We may want good congregational song, but do the acoustics swallow up each sound so that all seem mute?  Or do we have to give up any hope of movement by the congregation because everyone is neatly filed away in pews?  We soon realize that architecture presents both opportuniites and limitations, some possibilities opened and others closed.  We could worship with difficulty without buildings; often we worship with difficulty because of them."

[For most of my readers who probably have less experience in the Eastern Orthodox Church than in the Catholic Church whose buildings were described earlier--the Orthodox Church in Ukraine never uses pews or seats of any kind except for a bench or two along the side for people with extreme cases of sickness or fatigue.   Talk about allowing for movement!]   

So, something to think about...What do our worship spaces say about our beliefs?  What are we putting first in our gatherings?  What are we allowing and what are we limiting?

I was talking about simple/organic church last time - which is usually something done in the home - what does a home gathering allow and what does it limit?

this blogging thing . .

. . . is so much more fun and effective when you actually write!