The Fear of Miracles

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You must have had your own dreams
the life you always thought you’d lead
the roads you wanted to follow
the secret victories
But God sent you an angel
with his monster’s wings
heavy with heaven’s incense
blue and red, gold and green
And when he finished speaking
this world had turned unreal
the walls around you paper
the sky itself a spell
and singing through it all
the strains of a song
that burned the world with a blue flame
as you began to sing along
but the world was not consumed
only changed
the angel’s wings shone like the sun
the walls faded away
a shepherd became a king
a king became a child
the dead laughed and the lame danced
as the rich men cried
and all the dreams you’d called your own
glowed, then turned to ash
and you nodded your head
and the angel vanished
and left your dreams at your feet
like the cinders they always were
but buried there among them
was a crown made from stars.

--Carey Wallace

Christmas tidings from the Arts Ministry staff. Thank you, Carey, for sharing the first part of your Christmas poem with our readers. Carey Wallace is the author of The Blind Contessa's New Machine.

BODY LIFE: Proximity

He who has the Son has life. 1 John 5:12

Do you feel it? I know I do. Fragmentation. There is distance yet between the life I wish to live in my body and the life I am currently living. Just as a pianist is always reworking her repertoire and dance makers constantly rework classic choreography, it feels like I can only ever see or enjoy a proximate measure of beauty in this life as I work to close the distance between truth and experience?

If the Incarnation reminds us that life in the body is not merely a waiting period before the Renewal of All Things, the Ascension shows us that there is a something more that is, at present, out of reach--something for which to hope, a directive for our strivings. The Russian writer, Anton Chekov, in the closing scene of his masterwork Uncle Vanya, examines the idea that those who suffer in the body will finally be at rest. The vision of hope offered, perhaps in desperation, by the character Sonya portrays a kind of relaxing exhalation: “…we shall see all earthly evil, all our sufferings swept away by the grace which will fill the whole world, and our life will become peaceful, gentle, and a sweet caress…We shall rest!” This sentiment also rang true for the writers of early Negro spirituals and twentieth-century gospel singers whose oppressive circumstances fomented their longing for bodily and spiritual rest.

Growing up between these two aesthetics, gospel music and classical theater, I was never sincerely interested in the kind of hope that could only offer post-mortem relief from my experiences of suffering. Unfortunately, it seemed that this was exactly what Christianity was selling and I was a reluctant customer. As scholar N.T. Wright revealed in his timely laymen’s book, Surprised by Hope, I was among those believers who survived on “what is at best a truncated and distorted version of the great biblical hope”. How happy I was to learn that there is another way of engaging with Christianity and the grace which will fill the whole world.

For me, I continue to wonder how each encounter with beauty on earth, though temporary, can lead me closer to the culmination of beauty in the earth, Thy Kingdom Come...Certainly the birth of Jesus was the first taste of this beauty, the breaking through of eternal hope in that dark, earthy cave filled with the smell poverty, of animals and the cries of a teen-age mother giving birth. The marring ache of injustice was there at the moment of the incarnation, that knowing which says this is not how it should be! And into this knowing, Jesus was born. In the midst of it, he died on the cross. But perhaps the glory of Christianity is the particular hope which arises if you believe that he who was the first taste of eternal beauty is also the first taste of eternal life.

Belief in the resurrection is almost completely about the hope we have in the body. And this is the hope that I need because, like Uncle Vanya and like my slave ancestors, I am still living my life in my body with all my capacity for joy and suffering. I need a hope which has significance for these years of struggle and ecstasy, inspiration and mundanity. As we celebrate Christmas, earth’s first glimpse of eternal beauty, let us also remember he who is LIFE itself, undying and without fear.

--Kenyon

BODY LIFE: The Irrationality of His Harvest

Those who plant in tears will harvest with shouts of joy--Psalm 126:5

Artists understand something of what the farmer knows in his tilling and planting, in his waiting and watering--the one thing we do not control is the harvest. Harvest fruit, whether sheaves of wheat or pages of poetry, is born of divine strength and wisdom. Do we resent this process in our art-making? The mystery and helplessness of not being able to control the outcome? Do we make demands of ourselves and of our work that God would not endorse? Do we even want to scold the Maker for the kind of fruit that he prefers and the harvest he schedules?

God honored our bodily lives by taking human form. He is closely familiar with our prolonged, seemingly limited, seemingly fruitless harvest and yet he says we shall reap with shouts of joy. Where does this shout come from? What kind of paradoxical notion of joy is this? Is this just another religious saying that holds no relevance for real life?

On the cross, Jesus Christ faced the most disastrous dry period that could ever come upon anyone. He was completely and mercilessly cut off from his life source, left to die alone underneath a dark and empty sky with no God to call on and no chance of rescue. And he suffered this experience in the flesh. Now, the worst possible human disaster will never happen to us because it already happened to him on the cross. Ah! now there is that shout of joy from deep inside you. When once it hits you that no amount of dry ground, no seeming hopelessness, will ever be able to destroy the seed of divine life that grows in your body if you believe in him who died and rose again… For those who believe, the ground is never quite dry. For those who believe in him, even death itself can only lead you to resurrection.

Are you waiting for your harvest time? Will you trust him with your dry ground? Will you say with Paul, “Our present sufferings are not worth comparing to the glory that is being revealed in us…” and with King David, “I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the Land of the Living. Be strong, take heart and wait for the Lord”? He is cultivating a shout in your uttermost.

Kenyon

Square Halo Books

Today I am going to share with you an interview I conducted with Ned Bustard, Creative Director of Square Halo Books, Inc.

Q: First things first, please explain to me the significance of your company name.

Ned: In church art there are round halos, triangular halos and square halos. The square halo was for people who were living saints. It was our desire to publish books that would serve Christians in our day. So it seemed a good fit.

Q: How did you company get involved with making art books?

Ned: Well, it wasn't our vision when our company began, that's for sure.

We started with the goal of being a press for theological works. We wanted to create a place where folks could get published, regardless of who they were. Looking back at the history of our company, we were featuring art in our books even from our first title. And our non-art books continue to feature art like Gregory Wolfe's Intruding Upon the Timeless which contains many beautiful engravings by Barry Moser, and our most recent theological title The Beginning which had a suite of linocut prints created expressly for the project, yet also released as a separate portfolio. The artists included in that effort were myself, Chara Bauer,Tanja Butler, Matthew Clark, Tyrus Clutter, and Edward Knippers.

But we started doing books particularly about art because I wanted to read a book like, It Was Good: Making Art to the Glory of God. It didn't exist, so we made it. That book ended up featuring several New Yorkers: Tim Keller, Krystyna Sanderson, James Romaine, and Makoto Fujimura. The premise of It Was Good was that A Christian looks at the world through the eyes of one who has a restored relationship with the Creator, and receives a new vision affecting every area of life—including the creative process. I believe at that point we need to ask the question, "what does it mean to be a creative individual who is a follower of the creative God?: It Was Good sought to answer that question through a series of essays on artmaking—and with lots of full color art. Ironically, many books on the arts don't have much art in them.

Q: Mako Fujimura is involved with Redeemer in many different ways and sometimes attends services. Have you made any other books that include his work?

Ned: Yes, Mako has become a good friend. After It Was Good we worked with James Romaine to make the book Objects of Grace: Conversations on Creativity and Faith. That was a collection of conversations with some of today's most intriguing artists—Sandra Bowden, Dan Callis, Mary McCleary, John Silvis, Edward Knippers, Erica Downer, Albert Pedulla, Tim Rollins and K.O.S., Joel Sheesley and Makoto Fujimura. In addition to the interviews it also featured a discussion with Mako on how September 11th impacted him and the art community. After that book came out we published Faith and Vision: Twenty-Five Years of Chrisitans in the Visual Arts, which featured Mako's work, and then just recently we had the pleasure of publishing Rouault-Fujimura: Soliloquies which is a small book that pairs Mako's work with that of Georges Rouault.

Q: What book projects do you have in the works?

Ned: We have a couple of non-art books coming down the pike, but the next title to come out will probably be the "sequel" to It Was Good— It Was Good: Making Music to the Glory of God. That project includes (among others) Redeemers own, Tom Jennings. We don't have a release date for that yet, but if folks are interested in that or in any of our other books, they can visit our website, or follow our blog, or "like" our Facebook page.

Q: Thank you for sharing your love of God and art by creating Square Halo Books. You have also given us some great Christmas gift ideas. We look forward to reading It Was Good: Making Music to the Glory of God.

--Maria