Monday, March 24, 2025

Monday Music Appreciation #55 : A little bit of Jim Cuddy

I've always liked Jim Cuddy's music, though I had never seen Blue Rodeo or him live until back in November when I worked his concert at the Francis Winspear Centre for Music. Now that I think about it, I was planning to post a song of his then, but somehow it never happened.

But today I am moodling about a very different song than the one I had thought about sharing back in November. Or maybe I'll put both songs up, so if you've heard the first, you can listen to the second (which I thought was really beautiful at the concert).

As a proud Canadian, I am deeply saddened by the unfolding chaos in the United States, and also extremely concerned about the threats to turn Canada into the 51st State. I certainly don't want to be governed by people who care so little for migrants, refugees, trans people, people who are homeless, gun control, healthcare, ordinary citizens who are struggling to make ends meet, employment, other nations' self-determination, and the list goes on... 

Billionaires and wanna-be oligarchs should not be running any part of this planet as they tend to believe that it's theirs to exploit and that they are invincible. But neither is true. 

I have many friends in the United States, most of whom are deeply disturbed by the trade wars, tirades, and insults bouncing around. We feel for each other, and I think Jim Cuddy's song, "We Used to Be the Best of Friends" (email subscribers click here) is a pretty good summary of what has been a good Canada-US relationship up until recently. If you haven't heard Jim's ditty yet, have a listen right to the last words. And if you have heard it, maybe you'd rather listen to his second song, "Wash Me Down" (click here). It's been around for at least 5 years, but it's a very pretty tune, in my humble opinion (and they did it unplugged on the Winspear stage in November, which was really beautiful!)

I hope you enjoy one or the other -- or both!




Monday, March 17, 2025

Monday Music Appreciation #54: A man named Pacho Flores

I had no idea what I was in for when I went to work at Friday night's Trumpet and Tequila concert at the Francis Winspear Centre for Music. Had I known, I'd have purchased tickets for my youngest kid, just turned twenty-five, who still plays the trumpet for their own enjoyment. Pacho Flores is a phenomenal trumpeter!

On Friday night, a junior high school from Winnipeg filled fifty-three seats where I was stationed for the concert, and the reaction of those kids was instantaneous with the final note -- their immediate standing ovation told me that they knew they were in the presence of a great musician, and the entire chamber was in agreement for several standing O's! 

Márquez's Concierto de Otoño has three very different movements that Flores played as if they were his favourite desserts. A little tomfoolery toward the end was a real audience pleaser. In the video below, the audience helps with Eine Kleine Nachmusik at 18:50, but fitting with the name of the Edmonton concert, we all got to shout, "TEQUILA!" with the melody by The Champs.

So today I leave my readers with Pacho Flores, the Venezuelan who impressed us all (the Edmonton Symphony was excellent, too, on Friday, as is the Minnesota orchestra here). Enjoy!

Friday, March 14, 2025

Worry less, hope more

I have yet to see Damien, the man I wrote about a few weeks ago after I learned he had lost all his fingers and one thumb to frostbite. Pastor Quinn and I went looking for him at his favourite haunt, the library, the next day, without luck. So Quinn sent him an email offering care and support, unsure if Damien would be able to reply. 

That same afternoon, Quinn received Damien's brief reply and forwarded it to me. It told us that Damien was doing well thanks to many prayers, the professionalism of nurses, and his own efforts to come through and be well. His optimism and gentle nature shone through his two sentence email.

The final line of it has become my mantra of late. It seems unrealistic and yet absolutely essential by turns as we see so much chaos, unnecessary suffering, and division in our world right now.

But if Damien, a gentle homeless man who has suffered a serious setback, can make this his motto, I can too:

"Worry less, hope more." 

Thursday, March 13, 2025

A snowy puppy's delight

We're at the tail end of winter, it's a snowy day, and Remi-pup loves snow. I do too, because it wears him right out, and I can get things done while he naps. He's napping now, and I'm sharing his delight with the fresh stuff that's covering the mounds of icy snow in our back yard. He's hilarious.


Monday, March 10, 2025

Monday Music Appreciation #53: The Great River from The Lord of the Rings

Have I mentioned lately that I love my job? (My job refers to my work as usher at the Francis Winspear Centre for Music, but my vocation is being associate pastor for Inner City Pastoral Ministry. I love them both! But it's the usher position I'm referring to today.)

This past weekend, I had the pleasure of working two shifts in a series of five sold out concerts featuring the music from The Lord of the Rings movie trilogy. The shows were amazing, featuring two hundred voices (made up of choirs Korora, Oran, Shumayela, and the Cantilon Chamber Choir), and nearly a hundred musicians in the orchestra, with over 100 instruments crammed on the stage like I'd never seen before. Soprano Kaitlyn Lusk Reddington had the perfect vocal range to sing the ethereal laments, and there were many goosebump moments as we listened to the music of Howard Leslie Shore, the Canadian composer of epic LOTR music. 

Here's a taste of what we heard, a choral piece that really moved me in its beauty and solemnity. Enjoy!

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Sunday, March 9, 2025

Sunday Reflection: Filling our God-shaped hole


Today's reflection is brought to you by
Luke 4: 1-13.

Our service at the Community of Emmanuel this morning was very special, due in no small part to Jesse's reading of the Gospel.

Jesse is a young man with a crew cut and horn-rimmed glasses who shows up every Sunday wearing a big smile. He sits close to the front if he can, and pays close attention to everything that's going on.

Today was my Sunday to lead a morning prayer service for the community, and I went to Jesse once he found his place at the front table with his coffee. "Do you like to read?" I asked him. "

"I read all the time," he replied.

"Do you like to read out loud for others?" 

"Yes," he said, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Would you read the Gospel reading for me today?"

"I would love to!" he said.

When I called Jesse forward to proclaim the story in the Gospel of Luke about Satan's efforts to tempt Jesus after his forty days in the desert, he introduced himself, then said, "I'm not an actor. But there are two voices in this story, and you'll have to figure out which is which."

Then he launched into an incredible sharing of the story, complete with different postures and voices for the Devil and Jesus. It was all I could do not to laugh out loud with delight! Before I started my reflection, I leaned over the podium and said, "Oh, Jesse, that was incredibly good! Well done!" Had I been thinking, I would have led the applause like Jesse so often does whenever we sing.

Here is the reading Jesse read, slightly adapted from the First Nations Version of the New Testament:

From the river where Jesus (Creator Sets Free) was baptized, the Spirit guided him into the desert wilderness. There, for forty days, he would be put to the test by Accuser, also known as Satan, the evil trickster snake.

For forty days and nights Jesus ate nothing. His body became weak, and his hunger grew strong.

“Are you really the Son of Creator?” Satan hissed. “Prove it by turning these stones into bannock.”

“It is written in the Sacred Teachings,” Jesus said, “Bread is not the only food for two-leggeds.

Then Accuser, the evil snake, took Jesus up to a high mountain and, in a moment of time, showed him all the great nations of the world. “All of these, their power and beauty can be yours!” the snake said smoothly. "They were given over to me and I can give them to anyone I choose. If you will bow down to me and my ways, they will all be yours!”

“Go away from me, you evil trickster!” Jesus answered. “For it also says in the Sacred Teachings, “Creator is the only one people must bow down to and walk in God’s ways.

Then the evil snake took Jesus to Creator’s sacred lodge, the Temple in Jerusalem. He took him to its very top, high above the village. “Prove you are the Son of God and jump down from here!" The snake taunted him. "Don’t the Sacred Teachings also say, “His spirit-messengers will watch over you to keep you from harm. They will not even let your foot hit a stone?”

“Yes,” Jesus said, “But they also say, ‘Do not put Creator to a foolish test.”

Jesus had passed every test. The evil snake could think of nothing more, so he slithered away to wait for another time.

First Nations Version: 
An Indigenous Translation of the New Testament 
(Downer's Grove IL: InterVarsity Press 2021, ISBN 978-0-8308-1350-6).

What follows is my reflection on today's Gospel reading, a slightly different take than you might have heard in your own church... mainly because I was speaking to an audience for whom security, wealth and power are very hard to find.

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When I hear this story, it’s not hard for me to imagine Satan, or Accuser, the evil snake, as a bully that just won’t get out of Jesus’ face. We’ve all run into bullies in our lives, right? Even if they don’t hurt us physically, they get into our heads and often make us feel bad about ourselves. And through my life I’ve learned that when I fall into negative thoughts and feelings, that’s Accuser at work, bullying me and making me forget that I am God’s beloved child. 

Now, just imagine that snake following Jesus around the desert for his entire forty days there, plotting how to drag him down. Then, when Jesus is at his lowest point, energy-wise, because he hasn’t eaten for forty days, Accuser, snake, the devil, or however you want to call it, shows up with three big temptations for Jesus. Security in the form of immediate food, then wealth, then spiritual power.

The Accuser snake thinks it has God’s superpowers, and tries to make God-like promises using sacred teachings to back them up, but because Jesus has been walking with, praying to, and trusting in Creator’s care for forty days, he is so plugged into his relationship with Creator, he’s not fooled.

Jesus knows that when God made human beings, inside every one of us, God left a God-shaped hole. Now, I can't say what God’s shape is like exactly, but since our Creator is bigger than the universe, a God-shaped hole is a pretty huge hole to fill, and nothing can fill it except God’s love for us and our love for each other, in the way we form community and help each other.

In facing the first temptation to turn stones into bread, Jesus refuses. Why? What is he thinking? He's so hungry!! But perhaps he can say no because he knows that food tastes best when shared. People need more than bread to live on, Jesus reminds the snake. We also need community, friendship, and love, to be God-with-skin on for each other.

Facing Satan’s second temptation of all the treasures in the world, and living under King Herod and the Roman Empire, Jesus saw first-hand that the people who amass treasures and power often become cruel to protect their privilege and authority. They start thinking of themselves as favoured, as better than everyone else. But Jesus knows God is a mother, or a father, if you prefer, who loves all God’s children equally. There are no favourites because we are all God’s favourites.

And facing the third temptation, Jesus knows Creator isn’t about spiritual magic, either. She is like a mother hen, all about love as she holds her chicks (that's us) tenderly under her wings. He is a protector, caring for his children through our challenges even more than our successes, encouraging us to live in joy, peace, and harmony with creation. Jesus doesn’t need to test whether Creator cares for him or not. He knows that Creator cares for him. And because of his teachings, we know that Creator cares for us, too.

Yes, Jesus certainly could have turned stones to bread so he wouldn’t be so hungry, and he could have agreed to bow down to Accuser to win all the world’s wealth, or he could have taken Accuser’s dare and jumped off the top of the Temple to prove that he would be caught by angels as he fell.

But none of that meant anything to Jesus, because he knew that nothing can fill the God-shaped hole in each of our hearts -- except God. It makes me think of the very wealthy people in the world whose main purpose in life seems to be trying to get more and more money, power, and privilege.

What they don’t seem to understand is that Creator’s good road exists where people share and love like Jesus did. Our lives are not about collecting things or money or power, but about doing like Jesus did, giving our lives away to others in love. Our brother Farley used to sing a song that went like this… “What can you do with each moment of your life, but love till you’ve loved it away.” (from Thanksgiving Eve by Bob Franke).

So when we meet the Accuser in our lives, Jesus is our model. He walks away from the Accuser's efforts to make us feel bad about ourselves and our world, and he walks away from the temptation to cling to fake treasures. He shows us the truest superpower -- the power to let go of things that divide us, the things that make some people think they are winners and other people are losers. We’re all winners in God’s eyes, we just need to remember that and make it true for everyone.

Satan wanted Jesus to depend on wealth and power and privilege, but Jesus was saying, “I depend only on God.” He chose to love and walk with all the people in the world who do not have security, power, wealth, or spiritual authority. Which is most of us. We walk with each other as community, and there’s nowhere I see it more clearly than here on 96th Street in the Community of Emmanuel.

So as we begin walking through these forty days of Lent, let’s take a walk through the wilderness with Jesus.

Relax, sit comfortably, and close or lower your eyes if you like. Feel your feet on the floor.

Breathe in deeply, and out gently as is comfortable for you.

Imagine that you are walking along a hot, dusty desert path, following Jesus. See the scrubby vegetation covering the ground beside the path all around you.

Feel the dry breeze blowing into your face as you climb a steep and rocky hill. Jesus looks back and sees that you are struggling over some rocks, and reaches out his hand to help you.

His eyes are full of love for you.

As Jesus leads you over the top of the hill, you smell a sweet fragrance, and see a small stream surrounded by trees in the bottom of the valley below, and a million tiny pink flowers on the hillside’s scrubby bushes that are giving off the sweet scent. The desert is in bloom in this valley.

You descend the hill behind Jesus. Reaching the edge of the stream, he dips his hand in, takes a drink and then splashes water over his head. You do the same, and you smile at each other.

There are some rocks to sit on. As you and Jesus slip your dusty feet out of your sandals and into the cool water of the stream, he turns to you and says, “Wherever your treasure lies, there you will find your heart.”

Take a few moments to silently tell Jesus what is on your heart…

As your conversation comes to a close, Jesus says, “Leave all that with me, beloved child of God, and let me care for your heart.”

 

I invite you to come back into this room… to open your eyes if they were closed, and to continue to breathe gently.

 

And I invite you to pray with me:

Creator,

We thank you for your loving care for us.

Please walk with us and help us in these forty days of Lent that lead to Easter.

Helps us to listen to you and ignore the Accuser when he tries to make us feel bad about ourselves and our world.

Help us to remember that you are with us, always, and that you invite us to put aside the things that divide us.

Help us to find our treasure in knowing that we are your beloved children, and in living out that love in our relationships with you and each other.

Be with us Lord, and keep us safe in your care.  

+AMEN.

Monday, March 3, 2025

Monday Music Appreciation #52 -- Eternal Light

There's a new musician who has joined our Inner City Pastoral Ministry's Community of Emmanuel. His name is Evan, and he's an extremely talented pianist with a music degree behind him. He loves to play jazzy tunes, so Sunday morning coffee time has been the scene of a bit of dancing in recent weeks (whenever I can convince a community member to dance with me!)

Evan is a true musician who listens to a lot of music... and sends many videos to me to check out as possibilities for our new ICPM music book (the old one is down to its last original copies and is pretty dated, so it's time to build a new one -- if you have any song suggestions, let me know!)

Since joining our downtown music ministry, Evan has shared several songs by Porter's Gate, which seems to be a collaborative effort by Christian musicians, but he didn't send me this one. It came to me via the online 5Rhythms mindful movement group I've been dancing with for almost five years now.

 Last Tuesday, I found myself grooving in my kitchen to Eternal Light (I dance where the dog can see me and know he's not alone in the house as we're still working on separation anxiety). Moving to this song felt so good that I looked it up -- and laughed out loud. Lo and behold, it's a tune by some of the musicians contributing to Porter's Gate, the group that Evan likes so much. 

It's a great morning stretch song, or at least it works for me. Liz Vice's voice is warm and mellow, Paul Zach's harmonies feel so right, and who among us doesn't need a little eternal hope and less darkness these days?

I hope you can appreciate today's Monday Music. Turn it up and groove (or not) as you please!