This piece, called “Let There Be Day”, is done with oil pastel on Arches 88 paper. It measures 20″x30″ (51cm x 73cm).
This is a song I wrote, based on some psalms, during a very dark time in my life. I don’t apologize for its melancholy mood. We’d just gone through a horrendous church-split where we lost half of our church and too many friends. It was a brutal time, very dark, and at times hopeless. All I had to cling to was promise. My friend Ellen is singing the lead. I join in on the last chorus. I’m doing all the instrumental. If there’s one thing I’d do different about this recording, besides its general quality, it would be to resolve the last chord. I left it hanging, in suspense, to represent the unfinished story of my life at the time. Here are the lyrics:
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from this dark and lonely place I call to you.
can you hear me from this distant land i’m in?i will wait for you Lord,
to your promises i cling
i will wait for you
like i’m waiting
for the sun to shinewhat if you o Lord would measure sin? i’d fall.
but with you forgiveness covers everything.
This is a song I wrote some years ago. It wasn’t intended to be country. But my band was playing around one day and came up with this rather Maritime Celtic rhythm and sound. It was rather popular when we first came out with it and was played on a local radio station frequently. I’m singing lead with Ellen singing background. Here are the lyrics:
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he tends his flock like a shepherd of love
he gathers lambs in his strong tender arms
he bears them close to his passionate heart
gently and lovingly leads them alonghe will protect me from all of my foes
he plants a place where his work safely grows
and i am assured that he reaps what he sows
so i will with fullness his love come to knowchorus:
carry me through the valley and the sea
carry me to the lofty mountain peaks
i long to be with you from now till the end
carry me homeward my shepherding friendspeak to me shepherd till i know your voice
clear from my hearing the challenging noise
of all my distractions and counterfeit joys
for knowing you fully is my perfect choice
This is a continuation of yesterday’s post on the bible.
For me, the bible used to be The Truth. Then, the bible became truth. Then, the bible became something that contained the truth. These are all deficient. Now I see that the bible points to the Truth. Actually, this is quite Barthian. He compared the bible to John the Baptist who pointed to the Light.
Like all symbols, myths, sacred texts, objects and ideas, they are not the truth. Nor should we say that they simply contain the truth. Once one comes to a deeper comprehension of transcendent reality or truth, one realizes that this truth finds expression in the temporal, manifesting itself in the mundane. Incarnationally. It is not just a reflection, but somehow connected to the Truth. In a sense, I suppose, they contain truth, but only partially. It is fragmented truth. Like if I went down to the river and scooped up a cup of the river, I could point to the cup and say that I have the river in this cup. But at the same time we know that it doesn’t contain the river, only a part of it, a fragment of it.
I have found a helpful way of understanding this is to see that the bible refers to Truth, as well as mediates Truth.
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I took this video yesterday in my town, Quispamsis, New Brunswick, Canada. I was standing right where they passed the flame from torch to torch. Very cool. The torches were designed and manufactured here in Canada. Very sleek and modern design. Anyway, I thought I’d share this moment with you. The 2010 Winter Olympics are taking place in Whistler, British Columbia, Canada, February 12-28, 2010.
David Hayward is an artist trapped in a pastor's body, stripping to the essential.
