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Why Blog? Here are some interesting comments tha…

Why Blog?

Here are some interesting comments that I found while searching for information on blogging for a totally different reason. Rebecca Blood has this to say about the effects of blogging…

“Shortly after I began producing Rebecca’s Pocket I noticed two side effects I had not expected. First, I discovered my own interests. I thought I knew what I was interested in, but after linking stories for a few months I could see that I was much more interested in science, archaeology, and issues of injustice than I had realized. More importantly, I began to value more highly my own point of view. In composing my link text every day I carefully considered my own opinions and ideas, and I began to feel that my perspective was unique and important.

This profound experience may be most purely realized in the blog-style weblog. Lacking a focus on the outside world, the blogger is compelled to share his world with whomever is reading. He may engage other bloggers in conversation about the interests they share. He may reflect on a book he is reading, or the behavior of someone on the bus. He might describe a flower that he saw growing between the cracks of a sidewalk on his way to work. Or he may simply jot notes about his life: what work is like, what he had for dinner, what he thought of a recent movie. These fragments, pieced together over months, can provide an unexpectedly intimate view of what it is to be a particular individual in a particular place at a particular time.

The blogger, by virtue of simply writing down whatever is on his mind, will be confronted with his own thoughts and opinions. Blogging every day, he will become a more confident writer. A community of 100 or 20 or 3 people may spring up around the public record of his thoughts. Being met with friendly voices, he may gain more confidence in his view of the world; he may begin to experiment with longer forms of writing, to play with haiku, or to begin a creative project–one that he would have dismissed as being inconsequential or doubted he could complete only a few months before.

As he enunciates his opinions daily, this new awareness of his inner life may develop into a trust in his own perspective. His own reactions–to a poem, to other people, and, yes, to the media–will carry more weight with him. Accustomed to expressing his thoughts on his website, he will be able to more fully articulate his opinions to himself and others. He will become impatient with waiting to see what others think before he decides, and will begin to act in accordance with his inner voice instead. Ideally, he will become less reflexive and more reflective, and find his own opinions and ideas worthy of serious consideration.

His readers will remember an incident from their own childhood when the blogger relates a memory. They might look more closely at the other riders on the train after the blogger describes his impressions of a fellow commuter. They will click back and forth between blogs and analyze each blogger’s point of view in a multi-blog conversation, and form their own conclusions on the matter at hand. Reading the views of other ordinary people, they will readily question and evaluate what is being said. Doing this, they may begin a similar journey of self-discovery and intellectual self-reliance.

The promise of the web was that everyone could publish, that a thousand voices could flourish, communicate, connect. The truth was that only those people who knew how to code a web page could make their voices heard. Blogger, Pitas, and all the rest have given people with little or no knowledge of HTML the ability to publish on the web: to pontificate, remember, dream, and argue in public, as easily as they send an instant message. We can’t seriously compare the creation of the World Wide Web itself with the availability of free technology that allows anyone with a web browser to express their unique, irreproducible vision to the rest of the world…can we?”

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New Books Today!
I had a little “side trip” to the bookstore this morning. Here’s what I picked up…

Beyond the Box Uprising Blue Like Jazz Jesus Drives Me Crazy

And while I was at it, just for some new tunes, I also got these – on sale, of course!

Illuminate On the Road to Beautiful

Diving in, as we speak!

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“A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever”

So wrote “my man” John Keats. But, it’s not always that way.

Tonight, on the way home from our midweek service, I decided to flip over to the classical public radio station. The show “Adventures in Good Music” hosted by Karl Haas was just starting.

He called this edition of the show something about “tonal colors” or something, and was describing a driving trip through Oregon while listening to the Larghetto movement of Beethoven’s Second Symphony. He said he wanted his listeners to share in that experience, so he played the piece. Right in the middle, he started doing a “play by play” analysis of the music. This lasted through the Beethoven and into Tchaikovsky’s great Marche Slave. Man! I couldn’t believe it!

Then it hit me…this is exactly what the Sweets, Martoias, Webbers, and others are talking about when they try to show the difference between modernity and the time we find ourselves in now. Rather than experiencing the power and beauty and emotion of the music, I found myself distracted by the incessant “explanation” of it. Could this be a parallel to the “talking head” version of “worship” that we’ve become accustomed to? Could it be that it would be much more powerful if we could hear the music of the gospel, rather than be distracted by some commentary?

Just a thought on this Wednesday evening. You’ve got yours…

“A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever” So wrote “…

“A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever”

So wrote “my man” John Keats. But, it’s not always that way.

Tonight, on the way home from our midweek service, I decided to flip over to the classical public radio station. The show “Adventures in Good Music” hosted by Karl Haas was just starting.

He called this edition of the show something about “tonal colors” or something, and was describing a driving trip through Oregon while listening to the Larghetto movement of Beethoven’s Second Symphony. He said he wanted his listeners to share in that experience, so he played the piece. Right in the middle, he started doing a “play by play” analysis of the music. This lasted through the Beethoven and into Tchaikovsky’s great Marche Slave. Man! I couldn’t believe it!

Then it hit me…this is exactly what the Sweets, Martoias, Webbers, and others are talking about when they try to show the difference between modernity and the time we find ourselves in now. Rather than experiencing the power and beauty and emotion of the music, I found myself distracted by the incessant “explanation” of it. Could this be a parallel to the “talking head” version of “worship” that we’ve become accustomed to? Could it be that it would be much more powerful if we could hear the music of the gospel, rather than be distracted by some commentary?

Just a thought on this Wednesday evening. You’ve got yours…

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One of Those Days…
Don’t really know why, but today has really stunk! Ever have one of those days?

Started off OK…ordered the new toys…both from Dell, one is the Dimension 4600 and the other – for Andrew (“the boy!”) is the Inspiron 8500. Bunch of money, but what the heck…

Anyway, kind of went downhill after that…

Got to the office, the carpet is still damp! The musty smell is starting to go away – after 2 bottles of Febreze! It’s still not a pleasant place to hang out right now, though. Worked on my library some. Finally getting some sense of organization on the shelves.

Had a hassle with the re-fi guy over some documents that he already has, but can’t find. I just don’t know if it’s worth the hassle for the little bit of relief we’re getting.

Finally managed to find Albert Camus’ The Stranger for Andrew. Seems every high school senior English lit class must be reading it this semester. Highlight of the afternoon – finding Alton Brown’s new Gear for Your Kitchen at Barnes & Noble, and having one of the best Frappuccinos I’ve had in a long time!

I don’t know…I guess I’m just kind of fed up with being expected to take care of everyone else’s problems. I know that goes with the territory and all, but it just seems a little overwhelming today!