Archive for February, 2007

WadiRum at the Rock N Soul Cafe

Monday, February 26th, 2007

Saturday (2/24) I went to the Rock N Soul Cafe in Boulder to hear WadiRum. The RnS is a nice place: a coffee house, with a decent menu (sandwiches, teriyaki, desserts, tea, and coffees) and good sound. Parking is kind of tight, though. I showed up early, but still had to park in the back. They also carry a selection of books and cds, including Bibles and gospel stuff. There was a copy of Sterns’ Complete Jewish Bible set prominently on a bench near the door.

The show opened with Jeff Brinkman, a friend of the band, playing guitar and singing solo. He’s great at both, easily the rival of John Mayer or Maroon5. “Flicker” was my favorite, but everything he played was good. If he had a cd available, I would have bought one right there. Unfortunately, he is as yet unrecorded. He’s working on putting together a band (as if he needed one) and might try to record something then.

An aside: One nice thing about small venues like this is that there’s a real sense of community. Half the people there know each other, and most of them are musicians or artists of some kind. At one point, Jeff mentioned that he could really use a soft pick that he had forgotten. Immediately, someone in the back offered him one of hers. For all its faults, Boulder is such a great place for music. It seems like there is a coffee house or pub with live music on every other corner. If you could shoot all the Big Brother wannabes and ditch most of the creepy vegan crowd, Boulder would be a really, really cool place.

Jeff played for about an hour before WadiRum took the stage. I’m sure somebody has come up with a name, but I don’t know what it is. If I had to put a label on their music, it would be acoustic-folk-jazz-pop-blues. A bit unwieldy, though. Cool things about WadiRum, in no particular order:

1. The drummer, Adam Randall, didn’t overpower everything else. There’s a real danger of leaving small venues partially deaf, because the drummer pounds away with no regard to the audience or the other musicians. Sometimes they’ll turn everyone else’s mikes up to compensate, but that just compounds the problem. Maybe all drummers should spend some time playing in a worship band to learn some control. WadiRum’s drummer contributed to the band’s sound instead of dominating it. He might have been a touch too quiet now and then, but most of the time he was right on.
2. Jill Pilon can not only sing, she’s cute too. From her appearance and demeanor, I’d guess she isn’t likely to pull a Spears-Aguilera-Anderson total meltdown anytime soon. Good for her! (And for the band.)
3. Wes Michaels and his cello is super cool. Cellos can create such an atmosphere in a song! You put one in your band, and you will definitely gain a few points in my book.
4. Jesse Varner, the bass player, wears a beard as all real men do.
5. Stewart Erlich can sing too, and he has one of the biggest sets of biceps I have seen on a music stage. Tim Capello might have him beat, but I’ll still try not to piss him off. He’s funny, too.

For an encore, WadiRum gave a great rendition of Bill Withers’ “Ain’t No Sunshine” with Steve Miller’s “Fly Like an Eagle” stuck right into the middle of it. Excellent stuff!

Stewart Erlich – Vocals, Guitar
Jill Pilon – Vocals, Guitar
Jesse Varner – Bass
Wes Michaels – Cello
Adam Randall – Drums

Rock N Soul Cafe
WadiRum

Tetsaveh 5767 – Light ‘Em Up

Monday, February 26th, 2007

The materials to build the Ark were to be donated. “Speak unto the children of Israel, that they bring me an offering: of every man that giveth it willingly with his heart ye shall take my offering.” That was a one-time collection, and no one was forced to give anything. The olive oil for the Menorah is different. God said, “Command the children of Israel, that they bring thee pure olive oil beaten for the light, to cause the lamp to burn always.” That was a continuous tax to be collected for as long as the Menorah should remain burning. God did not give anyone a choice. He said that if you want to be counted among his people, then you need to contribute olive oil for the lamp.

I am reminded of two of Yeshua’s commands. The first command is “Ye are the light of the world….Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.” The second command is “Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel.” Oil, the Menorah, and light symbolize the Holy Spirit, but what does the Spirit have to do with good works? James told us that good works are the evidence of the working of the Spirit. Good works are the visible light of the Spirit within us. We are to continually be a light to the world by preaching the gospel and doing good works wherever we go. We can never say, “I told someone about the Gospel once, so I’ve done my part.” The oil must be constantly replenished; we should always be looking for opportunities to light the world around us.

Other Thoughts:

  • I wonder if Moses ever thought to himself, “Why can’t I have a cool set of duds like Aaron’s?”
  • Argaman didn’t always refer only to the color purple, but also to a particular kind of material. Take these two passages from the Song of Songs for example: ”He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.” (3:10) and “Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple…” (7:5). Purple suggests luxury and wealth. Perhaps the use of purple in the tabernacle and priestly uniform indicates that service to God should not always be uncomfortable, that stoicism is unbiblical.

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A Time for Every Psalm Under the Sun

Sunday, February 25th, 2007

The Psalms are often touted as a literary balm for depressed and injured souls. The more I read them, the more I think that’s not such a good idea. Some of them are very encouraging: God will protect you. Everything will work out OK at the end. I’m so happy, happy, happy! Others aren’t so nice: God, destroy my enemies. Let me crush them. May they die on their own swords. All my troubles are their fault!

There are probably times when each of those sentiments are appropriate, but your everyday slump is not one of those. A bout of depression even less so. People who suffer from serious depression can be vulnerable to other spiritual attacks. A book of selected passages would do much more good. Reading the uncut originals might turn a downer into a fantasy of blame and revenge.

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Wasting Your Political Efforts

Friday, February 23rd, 2007

Some political activities that don’t effect any kind of real change:

  • Voting (Nobody’s counting)
  • Sign waving (Nobody’s looking)
  • Letters to the editor (Nobody’s reading)
  • Meetings and conferences and conventions (Nobody’s listening)

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Cobalt Blue

Thursday, February 22nd, 2007

If I look too long
I will burn and drift away
Smoke, ash, and sorrow

T’ruma 5767 – The Heart of the Tabernacle

Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

Curtains, planks, loops, staves, horns, crowns, sockets, skins, hair, linen, gold, silver, bronze, red, blue, purple, white, cherubim, pomegranates, height, width, length, cubits, hands, two, three, four, five, six, ten, eleven, twelve, twenty, fifty… I understand why some instructions on the construction of the Tabernacle were necessary, but why such detail? And why do we need to know about it 3500 years later? Why wasn’t all of this recorded in a separate manual just for the craftsmen?

God said that the Torah is not difficult to understand or even to follow, and it’s not, at least not on the surface level. It says to make a wooden box of certain dimensions out of a certain wood, overlay it with gold, put certain decorations on it, and put certain items in it. Simple. But why is it there? Here lies mystery and depth that is not so easy to decipher.

There are actually three tabernacles, and the wilderness mishkan is the middle one acting as a sort of intersection or focus point for the other two. The first tabernacle is of Heaven (Heb 8:2). Yeshua is the high priest there, and it is a temple for all Creation (Heb 9:11). It is the highest and most real of the three. The second tabernacle is of Moses (Heb 8:4). Aaron is its high priest, and it is a temple for a nation. It is an earthly copy of the heavenly reality. The third tabernacle is every person, and, as the mediator between the body and it’s Creator, you are its high priest, and the Holy Spirit is the presense of God above the Ark. (1 Cor 3:16)

Moses recorded the details of God’s instructions on the earthly tabernacle so that we could use it as a model for reshaping our fleshly tabernacles into the image of the heavenly. Our goal is to be remade in the image of Yeshua, to remake our lives in the image of the tabernacle, and specifically to remake our hearts in the image of the Ark of the Covenant.

The Ark was made of two elements, wood and gold. It contained a golden jar of manna, Aaron’s staff, and the stone tablets of the Law. It had a cover, made of pure gold and adorned with golden cherubim.

The wood, which formed the core of the Ark, symbolizes two things: a heart of flesh and the individuality of each person. A heart of flesh instead of stone indicates that we are to be soft-hearted to allow God to work in us. His Spirit cannot commune effectively with a stone, but works to transform our hard hearts so that we can have a more perfect relationship with God. Gold represents purity in righteousness, and the Ark was covered with it inside and out. This means that we should strive to conform our hearts to his standards of perfect righteousness, not just through our outward behaviors, but also through the internalization of his Word. “Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.” (Psa 119:11)

If this is so, why wasn’t the whole Ark made of pure gold? The Ark is a pattern for everyone, and not just a single person. God wants to build his kingdom, his nation, through us, and you cannot build a nation out of a million identical units. An object made of metal is uniform throughout. It has the same density and consistency on the surface as it has a centimeter or an inch deep. Wood, on the other hand, is infinitely variable. If you analyzed every square inch of wood that has ever been grown, you will never find two of them the same. If you want to build an army of robots, you might manufacture a million identical parts out of metal. If you want to build a nation of people with varying roles, however, you should consider the geometry of trees.

Within the Ark, the stone tablets represent God’s Law. At Sinai, they were written on stone. In the New Covenant, they are to be written on our hearts. “And they shall teach no more every man his neighbour, and every man his brother, saying, Know the LORD: for they shall all know me, from the least of them unto the greatest of them, saith the LORD.” (Jer 31:34, Heb 8:11)

Aaron’s staff represents the life-bringing rule of the true High Priest, Yeshua of Nazareth. When we submit to his yoke, we find freedom and purpose. When we obey his direction, we find life.

The jar of manna represents our faith in God’s provision. The jar is pure gold, because it is our faith in him which makes us perfect in his eyes.*

Genesis 17:1 gives another example of these three elements in the life of a believer: “And when Abram was ninety years old and nine, the LORD appeared to Abram, and said unto him, I am the Almighty God; walk before me, and be thou perfect.” “I am the Almighty God” echoes the first commandment on the stone tablets; Abraham walks before God who is his shepherd and high priest symbolized by Aaron’s staff; and he was considered perfectly righteous because of his faith in God symbolized by the golden jar of manna.

The cover on the Ark is Yeshua, our Messiah and King. He is wholly sinless as solid gold. He covers us with his blood, with his perfect life, and with his authority. Our prayers rise from our heart through him, between the wings of the Cherubim, to the Father in Heaven. So it is that no man comes to the Father except through him, and so it is that our prayers will be hindered if we do not forgive and love according to his example.

There is one true Tabernacle in Heaven, and Yeshua presides there as High Priest. We are to pattern our lives after it, and our hearts after the Ark within. The earthly tabernacle was given as a pattern for us to follow until the final veil is removed and we might see the reality with our own eyes.
*Only the Septuagint says this jar is made of gold, but it is confirmed by Hebrews 9:4.

Update 2/27/2007: At a stretch, the three items contained in the Ark might also represent the three elements of the Trinity: the Provider, the Word, and the Comforter; or the Manna, the Torah, and the Staff.

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We All Have a Job To Do

Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

What happens to a partnership if the partners continually pull in opposite directions? If one partner pulls while the other sits? If both partners sit on their arses? The relationship fails. Someone (or both) gives up.

Here’s the problem, as I see it, with marriage: 75%+ of men don’t know how to be men and 90%+ of women don’t know how to be women. Some relationships can be saved by just one of the partners doing their part; the other eventually comes around. That doesn’t work all the time, though. Many people will get really tired of carrying all the weight, and eventually they’ll just stop. They’ll take their ball and go home, maybe waiting for a better, saner game on some other day. They’re the John Galts of marriage.

Men, you need to learn how to be men. Not men in touch with their feminine side, and not men who bully their way through everything. Men with strength and humility. Burn your pink polos and your black sabbath t’s, too. Then you need to hold the line. Don’t back down. Don’t give in to political correctness. Don’t let the zeitgeist (or your wife) set your rules.

Women, you need to straighten up right now. Lose the tattoos, the whorish dress, and the attitudes, and take some responsibility for yourself and especially for your family. I don’t care if you don’t like it. I don’t care if it makes you sick. Submit to your fathers and husbands. Now.

Kelly, keep preaching it.

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My Readers

Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

I get a kick out of watching the stats on site visitors and trying to figure out who they are. I only have a handful of regulars, so I think I’ve pinned most of them down.

Reader one is a good friend who seems to be interested in what I have to say. Maybe that’s because he’s my friend, and maybe that’s because I say interesting things. Either way, I’m happy.

Reader two is a total stranger who has a blog of his own. He lives in the south, but his ip address says he’s out of San Jose. Proxy server at the company HQ, maybe?

Reader three is someone who gets some kind of perverse satisfaction out of confirming her worst fears about me. So she peeks in every other day or so to see what horrible thing she can read into whatever I wrote last. “Look! He said something about women again. I told you he hates women! He just wants to keep them all barefoot, pregnant, and chained to the stove.” So what is this fascination with misogynistic fantasies? I think she’s projecting. I think maybe she wishes her man did that for her.

Reader four is near to three. She thinks I’m involved in a conspiracy to collect a secret harem of slave girls purchased from Russia and SE Asia (Hey! Can I do that!?), and she’ll get some kind of valuable secret intel by reading my public thoughts. In her mind, every word I write turns into ten that I never even imagined. Now that’s a powerful blog!

Reader five is an interesting and admirable sort way out east. She’s a total stranger to me, and of a completely foreign faith, but I think we share some similar thoughts and ideologies none-the-less. If she weren’t already married, I think I might try to convert her and get her to move to Denver. (Sshhhh! That’s where I keep my secret harem.)

Reader six is actually a pool of low-level techies from around the world trying to glimpse the archane sysadmin guild secrets of ntfs, share, and active directory. I can see what companies they hail from, and I really wish they’d leave me a note now and then thanking me for my invaluable insights. Maybe then I could put a blurb on my next resume cover letter about how “I consulted with Dell, IBM, Microsoft, and other technology leaders on issues related to security and user database management.”

Reader seven is another corporate body of people interested in the adverse affects of styrofoam in the microwave. I haven’t seen any of them around lately. I wonder if they all died from styrofoam induced cancer.

Anyway, after six or so months in operation, I passed 900 visits this week and thought the ocassion should be marked somehow. Not that that’s a lot. Actually that’s pretty pathetic. Hmm. Maybe I should have waited until after 1000. Oh, nevermind!

;-)

I crack me up! Maybe I shouldn’t blog so late at night. You think?

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Patriarchopsychology

Tuesday, February 20th, 2007

While discussing the term Chronopsychology Michael Quinion wrote, “We may try to live in a 24-hour society, but chronopsychological research suggests our biological clocks stubbornly refuse to play ball. It seems that if we deliberately subvert our natural sleep patterns we potentially give ourselves a number of health problems, perhaps even chronic fatigue syndrome, and also reduce our ability to learn new skills.”

This is the same thing that I (and many others) have been saying about feminism. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like patriarchy. It doesn’t matter if it’s mean, unfair, sexist, or anything else negative. What matters is that we were created (evolved, if you prefer) to live patriarchally. It’s just the way we are. All protestations and rebellions against that inevitable fact will only end in stupidity, unhappiness, and ill health.

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Female Emo-Shine

Monday, February 19th, 2007

Over at Voxday, Pretty Lady wrote, “Thus a woman’s behavior may appear to be controlled by her emotions in the moment, as in weeping easily, but does this necessarily imply that her subsequent decisions upon all matters related to the situation in the future will be controlled by the fact that the situation caused her to weep? Or will she simply factor in the emotion as one more variable in the equation, and proceed to evaluate the other variables accordingly, once she has calmed down?”

In my experience, emotion is a factor in everyone’s decision making process, however it is more heavily weighted in the minds of most women. Men and women tend to see in slightly different cognitive spectra and emotions shine brighter at the female wavelengths, like the sun overwhelming apparently lesser considerations like the moon and stars and west-bound traffic in the morning. The moon doesn’t shrink and the cars don’t stop coming when the sun is in your eyes; they’re just harder to see.

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