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Saturday, April 07, 2012

The Importance of Beauty - Roger Scruton on the BBC

A Quite Excellent essay on the importance and usefulness and utter uselessness of Beauty.
Beauty that has been abandoned by the realm of present day plastic and visual Arts. While the vapid Art World loudly proclaims that whatever they say goes as "ART", Roger Scruton presents a cogent, patient, and gentle counter argument. Real Art does in fact have meaning and leads us to transcendence. However the current Art Drivel that is self proclaimed, and self important does not.

- Paul Kiler

Philosopher Roger Scruton presents a provocative essay on the importance of beauty in the arts and in our lives.

In the 20th century, Scruton argues, art, architecture and music turned their backs on beauty, making a cult of ugliness and leading us into a spiritual desert.

Using the thoughts of philosophers from Plato to Kant, and by talking to artists Michael Craig-Martin and Alexander Stoddart, Scruton analyses where art went wrong and presents his own impassioned case for restoring beauty to its traditional position at the centre of our civilisation

Watch this link below, 57 minutes

Monday, April 16, 2007

The Passing of Johnny Hart

Johnny Hart

(18/2/1931 - 7/4/2007, USA)

- Gary Varvel
"The world has just lost a cartooning giant. Johnny Hart was one of the masters. His humor and drawing style influenced my generation of cartoonists but it was how he wove his faith into his work that inspired me most. The Bible says that God knows the plans he has for us. Johnny discovered early in life what God's plan was for him and he fulfilled that plan. Well done, Johnny."

- Gary Varvel, editorial cartoonist

From Paul: I've been a fan of Johnny Hart's comics with a Christian thought, as a method of enjoying our Christianity, and sharing it with others. I appreciated his creativity, and his humor. He will be missed. Following are a selection of tribute toons, and some from my archive that I've gathered.
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There once was a cartoonist named Hart
For the Gospel he did his small part
And he proved it’s not a rumor
That God has a sense of humor
Picking Easter for Johnny to depart

posted on 04/08/2007 12:27:47 PM PDT by EternalVigilance

The Strip that caused so much controversy...

Thursday, October 19, 2006

The Love of God the End of Life

Since life in sorrow must be spent,

So be it—I am well content,

And meekly wait my last remove,

Seeking only growth in love.

No bliss I seek, but to fulfil In life,

in death, thy lovely will;

No succours in my woes I want,

Save what thou art pleased to grant.

Our days are numbered, let us spare

Our anxious hearts a needless care: '

Tis thine to number out our days;

Ours to give them to thy praise.

Love is our only business here,

Love, simple, constant, and sincere;

O blessed days, thy servants see,

Spent, O Lord! in pleasing thee!

Translation from the French of Madame de la Mothe Guion by William Cowper

Dear Lord, with the birth of our second boy,
Phoenix Andrew Kiler,
Help me truly realize the importance in the poem above...
Help me to do nothing more than love.

Your Loving Son, Paul

Sunday, July 16, 2006

The Beauty of Your Face

The Beauty of Your Face

I am touched by the warmth of a sunbeam.
In it I feel the echo of Your eternal caress.
Lord, I feel You.

I hear a bird singing Your song of hope.
His sweet melody carries promises of Your Glory.
Lord, I hear You.

Yes Lord, you are here with me.
You live in my heart.
You experience my joy when I laugh,
And You cry my tears when I am sad.
But You never leave me Lord,
And I know that.

What darkness then seeks to cover my soul
As the deepest point of my person cries out to be held?
This desire must be for You Lord,
As I crave the sweet succor of Your presence.
You and eternal life,
Living and breathing from my soul outward.
Waiting for the day that we will be united in Glory.
Come quickly Lord!

How could I have questioned Your promises to me?
What arrogance I possess!
To think me above Your love,
And above the sacrifices You have made on my behalf.
Lord, please forgive me in my unbelief.

My urgent cries for your attention are always heard.
Yes, I feel You even while I lament your absence.
Your love has no bounds,
And Your grace is a mystery
That I can comprehend only as You breathe through my prayers.

Help me to focus all of my energy on advancing toward Your kingdom Lord.
Help me to share the beauty that I see.
The beauty that is You.
So that as I look into the eyes of my brother,
I see not a face from this world
But I see the beauty of Your face smiling back at me.


posted by Albert Romkema at:

Lord, Teach Me to Pray

I have happened upon a blog of poems by another man whose work is very special, and speaks to me, especially following the Lord's Prayer images from my last post.

You can find his posts, (albeit meager pickings), at:

Lord, Teach Me to Pray

I am constantly reminded of my own weakness
As I sense the weakness of my brother.
I feel great pains of loneliness
As I try to relate to the solitary lives we all must lead.
There is hope only in finding You Lord.
Only Your comfort can bring us back from despair.
Speak in me Your prayer of love Lord,
And take away my pain.

I often feel alone and desperate when I imagine You are absent.
When I consider how my life might be without You reigning within me I shudder.
How could others reject You Lord?
How could any of us reject Your call?
Such love and promise You offer.
For the free gift of grace,
All we need do is consent to Your love and welcome You.
Loud claims of our goodness will not cause You to answer,
But only from our silence in humility will You speak our name and call us beloved.
Speak in me Your prayer of grace Lord,
And share my path.

I consent to Your arrival.
I know that when You breathe in me, all people are enriched.
When You share my pain, all of nature is blessed.
Truly we are all one people, searching for and finding You from within our suffering.
Pain and grace coexist,
Lifting our souls toward Your love.
Speak in me Your prayer of community Lord,
And bind us all by Your love.

Teach me to pray.
Help me learn to live a life where my actions and Your will are the same.
Teach me to hold on to the secrets I hear You whisper even now.
Fill my soul with Your sweetness I pray,
Pull me into the gap that holds eternity.
And bring me home.


posted by Albert Romkema

Monday, July 03, 2006

The Lord's Prayer, by Max Pechstein, 1921

I have really enjoyed these prints of the Lord's Prayer, by Pechstein, since discovering them a few years ago... And it's so very nice to have such good quality images to enjoy, courtesy of the Robert Gore Rifkind collection at LACMA, ~ THANKS ~ LACMA!!!!

Take some time, and pray these images...

The Lord's Prayer

Our Father, which art in heaven

Hallowed be thy Name

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth, as it is in Heaven

Give us this day, our daily bread

And forgive us our debts

As we forgive our debtors

And lead us not into temptation

But deliver us from evil

For Thine is the Kingdom

And the Power, and the Glory

Forever and ever, AMEN

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Favorite Sculptures of Christ

These very large scultpures of Christ have shaped my thoughts in any number of ways, and I'm glad that the people responsible had the time, energy and money to create these gigantic monuments...

Christ Redeemer
top of Corcovado Hill, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Cristo del Otero, in Palencia, Spain, by Víctorio Macho. It's the second largest Christ statue in the world, after the Corcovado, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Cristo Rey (Christ the King) along I-10 at Sunland Park, New Mexico.
This statue was made by the sculptor Urbici Soler, completed 1939.

Earliest depictions of Christ

The British Museum says that this Roman 4th C. mosaic discovered in England in 1963, at Hinton St. Mary, Dorset, is the earliest known representation of Christ. (the two greek letters chi and ro, [X and P] behind the head indicate that this is Christ. The Chi-ro monogram refers to His name, and was the usual symbol of early Christianity.

I'd maybe take issue with the statement calling this the earliest, as the early catacombs had depictions of the Good Shepherd, a common early aspect of Christ depicted, as seen below; but as also seen below, another 4th C. catacomb painting, of Christ as Alpha and Omega. Both pieces of Art are incredibly early, and probably both are the first directly attributable images of the Christ, in a deity image.

Commodilla Catacomb
First image of Christ in a beard,
late 4th C.

Christ the Good Shepherd
early Christian - 3rd C.
painting on ceiling, S. Callisto catacomb

early Christian
the earliest iconography, San Callisto

5th C. Coptic textile

Friday, May 05, 2006

The Heavens Declare - Oh The Wonder!

A very good friend of mine has an expression, that echoes Psalm 19:

Oh The Wonder!!

The text from Psalm 19 has been a favorite of mine, for a very long time...
I love to look at the sky.

I've been late to work on some days, just for looking up at the clouds in the sky,

Enjoy the text of Psalm 19 ~ a few different ways... :-)

Psalm 19

For the director of music. A psalm of David.
1 The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.

2 Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge.

3 There is no speech or language
where their voice is not heard.

4 Their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun,

5 which is like a bridegroom coming forth from his pavilion,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.

6 It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is hidden from its heat.

7 The law of the LORD is perfect,
reviving the soul.
The statutes of the LORD are trustworthy,
making wise the simple.

8 The precepts of the LORD are right,
giving joy to the heart.
The commands of the LORD are radiant,
giving light to the eyes.

9 The fear of the LORD is pure,
enduring forever.
The ordinances of the LORD are sure
and altogether righteous.

10 They are more precious than gold,
than much pure gold;
they are sweeter than honey,
than honey from the comb.

11 By them is your servant warned;
in keeping them there is great reward.

12 Who can discern his errors?
Forgive my hidden faults.

13 Keep your servant also from willful sins;
may they not rule over me.
Then will I be blameless,
innocent of great transgression.

14 May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
be pleasing in your sight,
O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

The Message:

Psalm 19

A David psalm
1God's glory is on tour in the skies, God--craft on exhibit across the horizon.

2Madame Day holds classes every morning,

Professor Night lectures each evening.

3Their words aren't heard,

their voices aren't recorded,

4But their silence fills the earth:

unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.

God makes a huge dome

for the sun--a superdome!

5The morning sun's a new husband

leaping from his honeymoon bed,

The daybreaking sun an athlete

racing to the tape.

6That's how God's Word vaults across the skies

from sunrise to sunset,

Melting ice, scorching deserts,

warming hearts to faith.

7The revelation of GOD is whole

and pulls our lives together.

The signposts of GOD are clear

and point out the right road.

8The life--maps of GOD are right,

showing the way to joy.

The directions of GOD are plain

and easy on the eyes.

9GOD's reputation is twenty-four-carat gold,

with a lifetime guarantee.

The decisions of GOD are accurate

down to the nth degree.

10God's Word is better than a diamond,

better than a diamond set between emeralds.

You'll like it better than strawberries in spring,

better than red, ripe strawberries.

11There's more: God's Word warns us of danger

and directs us to hidden treasure.

12Otherwise how will we find our way?

Or know when we play the fool?

13Clean the slate, God, so we can start the day fresh!

Keep me from stupid sins,

from thinking I can take over your work;

Then I can start this day sun-washed,

scrubbed clean of the grime of sin.

14These are the words in my mouth;

these are what I chew on and pray.

Accept them when I place them

on the morning altar,

O God, my Altar-Rock,

God, Priest-of-My-Altar.

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