a case of the monday's
today was actually a pretty good day, mostly due to the following:-i recharged my reading supply with a trip down to the library. just finished a book by jose canseco, and have some stuff by dostoevsky and robert frost waiting in the wings. and that is probably the only time that all three of those writers have been mentioned in the same sentence. ever.
-went down to higgins beach for a little while this afternoon. i love the ocean... even if it's too cold to actually be in the water, there's something about being there by it that's simultaneously refreshing and invigorating. it's just one of those things
-i found this amazing cd, thanks to the wonderful power of iTunes. i just finished re-reading fearless faith by john fischer, and in it he mentions a composition by gavin bryars that he found to be amazingly powerful. bryars was a british composer who happened to come across a random recording of a homeless man singing a simple little hymn to himself back in the early 1970's. he (bryars) was so fascinated with it that he looped the recording so that it repeated itself over and over and over (more than 150 times!), and gradually added layer upon layer of orchestral and vocal accompaniment to it. it's really profoundly moving... i just finished listening to it all the way through (all 74 minutes), and you'd think that the same lyrics looped endlessly would get to be tiresome after only a few minutes, no matter how ornate the musical embellishment was. but it doesn't. and it's because the lyrics are so profound that they can never get wearisome:
Jesus' blood never failed me yet, never failed me yet
Jesus' blood never failed me yet
This one thing I know
For He loves me so
and that's all there is to the song. 150 times. jars of clay was so moved by the recording that they put out their own version of the song, which is powerful in it's own right... but the original is in a class all by it's own. you can read a brief story about how it's composer, gavin bryar, wrote the piece here. the most amazing thing to me was that bryar wasn't a Christian himself, but he couldn't help but be moved by the simple faith expressed by a random homeless man. so yeah. it's pretty cool
-i mopped the kitched floor, so now not only does it look nice but it even smells nice. i think i should come out with my own line of colognes for men, all based on household items. murphys oil soap would be a great scent, but so would WD-40, grilled steak, and bleach. well, maybe not bleach... i happen to like it, but most people don't. actually the whole idea is bad, so nevermind.
-i was on my own for supper, so i had breakfast instead of a more traditional evening meal. a three-egg omelet, couple pieces of toast, some bacon, and a cup of coffee were quickly designed and devoured. i made the omelet in the "cheese slug" style that jesse made famous back in college... can't beat it. and then i had some ice cream for dessert; a classic brupper meal if there ever was one
and that's it. i didn't really have a case of the monday's, so i guess the title was a bit of a lie. sorry
Jesus' blood never failed me yet...
-noonan-
posted by Patrick @ 9:20 PM
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