March 16, 2005

dag and a mandolin

Dag Hammarskjöld:

The "great' commitment is so much easier than the ordinary, everyday one - and can all too easily shut our hearts to the latter. A willingness to make the ultimate sacrifice can be associated with, and even produce, a great hardness of heart. You thought you were indifferent to praise for achievements which you would not yourself have counted to your credit, or that, if you should be tempted to feel flattered, you would always remember that the praise far exceeded what the events justified. You thought yourself indifferent -until you felt your jealousy flare up at his naive attempts to “make himself important,” and your self-conceit stood exposed. Concerning the hardness of the heart - and its littleness - let me read with open eyes the book my days are writing, and learn.
Dag has it right. I must admit that this is my constant struggle in the hospital. I need to keep my eyes on the little day-to-day pastoral interventions and not the grandiose and dramatic that get me fired up. God cam in the still small voice.

Yesterday, however, was indeed the Ides of March. Et tu, ER? It kicked my butt. There were plenty of opportunities to do the dramatic thing. I was plumb tuckered out when it was all said and done. Fortunately, I had a rehearsal with the band which was great fun. We simply sat around and enjoyed ourselves. I must say that The Girls are a great gift to me. I easily become sentimental when I think about them. It is a good ensemble. We complement one another well. Where one leave off, the other picks up. We are learning one another. Amazing.

Tomorrow is St Patrick's Day! Huzzah! I will have only a few hours rounding on the floors. Then we will share the last two evaluations with one another. If all goes well, I will leave the hospital a little early to go the the gigs that evening. I hope you all can make one. It would be great to see you there. Wear something green!

Posted by tripp at March 16, 2005 10:51 AM
Comments

I just listened to "Jesus Christ Superstar"
the London cast CD.

Even though it's dated, I really like that one.

To me, it makes everything down to earth.

Not so lofty.

I always cry when I hear "I Don't Know How to Love Him."

I like the Herod song. It's so funny that they
expect Jesus to do a song & dance routine thing.

I like how they compare Jesus to a superstar:
love ya' one day; hate ya' the next. It reminds
me of the paparazzi stalkers.

I like how Judas actually is the main character.
Why did this guy do it?

A couple of years ago, my church asked me to do
the passion play. I wasn't too keen on doing it,
but felt like I should help. So, I just sat and
waited for everyone to get the parts they wanted
and I would take whatever was left over.

Guess who I got. Judas Iscariot.

The joke was on me.

Posted by: teresa at March 16, 2005 02:13 PM