The school has put up photos.
Ben’s in the top one and also the 8-1- team photo, about five people in from the left.
Esther’s in the 6-2 team photo, one in from the left (she’s the one in the blue headband).
May 242007
Ben and Esther did Piano Guild on Monday. They play memorized pieces (Ben 15 and Esther 10) in front of a judge who gives them a point for each musical element they do well (aspects of rhythm, phrasing, dynamic, pedalling, etc). Until you reach a certain level there are some checkmarks you won’t get just because your pieces don’t incorporate those things. Anyway they both got the highest marks they’ve had for guild (this is their tenth year doing it).
Ben played the piano accompaniment for a friend in her cello recital on Sunday. That went very well and it was interesting to go to a cello recital – something we wouldn’t usually be at! It turned out I knew four families there (three from when I went to church, one from other shared activities, mostly musical) which was a nice surprise. After being at lots of violin recitals cellos sound very loud and resonant. The youngest student sat there poised ready with his bow on the string for a few minutes while the accompanist got ready. It was very cute. Continue reading »
May 232007
This is my latest response in the newspaper dialog between me and Rev. Dean Lueking. It’s in the online Wednesday Journal already. I’m not sure whether it’s in the print edition today or not, since some submissions go online before they have room to run them in print.
In his most recent response to me [What shall we do with this cross? Viewpoints, March 27], fittingly published in the run-up to Easter, Rev. Dean Lueking shares what is special to him about the story of Jesus dying on the cross and rising again.
Dean, as I read your thoughts, beautifully articulated as always, I became dissatisfied with my own part in this conversation. I had the feeling “there’s something I’m forgetting to tell Dean.” I sensed it was important – in fact it’s the heart of the matter for me.
I lived in England in the countryside until I was 22. A perfect summer’s day there is sunny and pleasantly warm, the sky a beautiful deep blue. Usually the frequent wet days in between ensure a profusion of color and growth everywhere around. An amazing variety of wildflowers compete for space on unmanaged fields and every small grass verge.
I loved to be outside on those perfect summer days. School was out and my time was my own. I was connected with the world around me in a beautifully simple way. I drank it in and felt happy and free.
There was a simplicity and joy and freedom I had then which I lost along the way as I walked deeper and deeper into institutionalized Christianity. I didn’t realize it was gone until I started to walk away and rediscovered it again. Continue reading »
May 182007
I copied my table of links to the Wednesday Journal dialog over to this blog.
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