This minefield can't last much longer.
I feel the gray hairs grow on my head
when I don't understand what I said
that made one of my daughter's cry.
And when I do understand what I said
I don't understand why she would cry
but then I begin to wonder why
I even said what I said.
Then there's the times I don't say what I say
and they wonder why so quiet, dad?
Well, dear, give me a minute.
Right now I'm on my knees with a tiny brush
measuring the fractious steps necessary,
avoiding a buried peril.
I think I've spotted it and might could be able
to disarm the spring releases, unscrew the caps, remove the fuses
and in careful stages of navigation
hope not to join the silent generation of men.
Monday, April 2, 2012
The sun’s so bright I froze to death. That one goes way back. It is one of my earliest memories of music. I ascribe to this line no great meanings, but I think I might finally get it, or at least I've found an application for the idea.
There are believers who know the exact month when the world is going to end. Just ask them. They pick days on the calendar. Others give themselves a month or two on either side of their equations. That’s probably best because calculations like these are more plausible when there is wiggle room. Here I am talking about a biblical cataclysmic event involving the book of Daniel, the rise of the Anti-Christ, and the set-up for the seven years of tribulations and the United States is the Great Whore of Babylon and that means the USA is going to be taken out of the photo-finish at the end. They have done the math. They know. That kind of thing.
This seems to fit a general mood. Lots of people think something bad is about to happen. And it’s true; things could get really crappy really fast, like overnight. It sure does feel like something big is going to happen. It’s in the air. And just where is the United States in scripture? We do seem very busy buying and selling.
But these guys, they know when. Or, actually, they knew. Their first date has come and gone. So maybe they revise their calculations or maybe someone else comes along with a new calculation. That’s the bright sun. Sometimes it is so bright that a man can’t see much else and in that sun-induced blindness, other things are overlooked.
When that happens, the fun tends to evaporate from the fundamentalism. Taking liberties with the admonition to live in the truth, in word and deed; this is the freezing to death part. There is liberty to be rude and ugly and gossipy and bitter and that’s just the way it is. There isn’t much left over for things like kindness and forbearance and gentleness and how we shouldn’t give none occasion and how if the weak brother has a problem eating a ham sandwich then don’t eat ham around that brother. With sun-bright freezing the good things go out the window. Peace and joy and love, the best of gifts, are blanketed under burdens of anger and being ticked off at everything. And, by the way, don’t disagree and don’t challenge because the White Horseman has already ridden. Don’t dare caution and don’t mess with the dates of arrival. Because if you do, then the pillory for you, my brother! Again, freezing to death.Maybe that’s the problem when people get the Revelation fever. We are moving from point A to point B in time and there is nothing we can do about it. It’s in the book. It’s going to happen and it is overwhelming to consider. But in the meantime, the rest of the New Testament also applies.