Use a cliche for a doughnut.
But for Krispy Kreme
These words are supreme:
They melt in your mouth in a minute.
– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL April 8, 2013
MOVIE LOVER
(Acrostic)
Responding quickly to a word
Or face, or plot or place… seeing
Gladly signs of wit, insight and
Even truth… in the dark writing
Relentlessly for all who read…
…
Ever hoping goodness will win
Before greed drags it down… helping
Everyone see beauty in one
Rosebud film frame… celebrating
The movies… overlooking none.
– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, April 3, 2013
NOTE: Film critic Roger Ebert and Steve Shoemaker were friends.. Steve is a great admirer. The Ebert Film Festival at the University of Illinois has long been one of the highlights of Steve’s year. He has often spoken of the magnificent way Roger continued to review the films and “chat” with Festival attendees by means of his computer after he could speak no longer with his resonant voice.
at the end of my life
as at an earlier time
i read (reed)
sport pages
…
political reporting
had my attention
during my long
middle ages
…
features
like novels
i always
have read (red)
…
comics i read (red)
when i was a child
and when we had kids
at home
…
in heaven (or hell)
I expect to read
poetry
– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, April 4, 2013
There’s nothing worse than being a Cub’s fan. No fans are more loyal. But the Cubs always find a way to disappoint.
Annually…on Opening Day…hope is re-born. But by the end of every season Cubs fans are singing a stanza of Isaac Watts’ hymn, “O God, Our Help in Ages Past”: “Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away; they fly, forgotten, as a dream dies at the opening day.”
Today, the Cubs’ Opening Day is also April Fools’ Day!
Verse — Opening Day, 2013
Our starting pitcher goes for 8
innings without a run. His first
at bat, our first baseman will hit
a home run on the very first
pitch thrown. Our relievers will try
to lose the game–but a pop fly
will strand their runners–yes! We cheer!
A win! THIS WILL BE THE CUBS’ YEAR!
– Steve Shoemaker, Cubs fan, Urbana, IL
(In honor of Harry Lee Strong, also cursed)
Today is Good Friday.
Two pieces enriched the silence today. The first arrived early this morning.
Testimony
…
In Mark, the earliest account, the name
is given of the man who from the crowd
was forced to lift and carry the crude wood
cross that some carpenter had made the same
day. Simon of Cyrene is named, and then
the names of his two sons–as if they were
still living and could testify that their
father was one of the witnesses when
Jesus was crucified. Women were named
who saw the body buried in the grave,
and later returned to the empty cave
and found the heavy round stone had been rolled
away. Joseph of Arimathea
had given his own family tomb away.
…
But you are skeptical and full of doubt
that Christ is risen–you should check it out.
See that his followers who ran away
now risk their own lives when they sing and pray.
His students now have students. Many saw
him after death. They live and testify.
His movement grows, and some react with awe
and pass the story on, still testify…
– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, Good Friday, 2013
The second arrived this afternoon.
Click HERE to read Dr. Matthew Boulton’s Good Friday reflection in the Indianapolis Star. Matthew carries on the story as President of Christian Theological Seminary in Indianapolis, Indiana. Matt is the son of Wayne, my seminary roommate and best friend since 1964. “They live and testify. His movement grows, and some react with awe and pass the story on, still testify…”
This afternoon Sojourners published “Just Leave Me Alone” as a Lenten Reflection. Jim Wallis, founder and CEO of Sojourners, is one of the nation’s outstanding social justice theologians and best-selling author.
Click Just Leave Me Alone to read the piece on Sojourners and leave a comment there.
JESUS CHRIST!
(An Acrostic Conversation
for Holy Week, 2013 A.D.)
Just leave me alone!
Enough already!
Stay out of my life!
Useless you! I have
Success on my own!
…
Come unto me all you
Heavy burdened.
Receive my peace.
I give you life,
Salvation…
Then love one another.
– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, March 26, 2013
FURTHER REFLECTION (gcs)
In the tradition of Nietzsche’s parable of The Mad Man who enters the public square at midnight to cry out “God is dead! God is dead! And we have killed him, you and I,” Willem Zuurdeeg (author of An Analytical Philosophy of Religion, and Man Before Chaos: Philosophy Is Born in a Cry), declared that
Christ has been crucified by an Order which refused to be disturbed by him (Dostoevsky’s legend of the Grand Inquisitor). Christ historically was killed by the justifying Order of the Law. We establish similar Orders!
Zuurdeeg was part of the compassionate underground in The Netherlands that provided refuge for Jews fleeing the horrors of the Order of the German Third Reich. He spent his life in search for an answer to the question of how such a proud and sophisticated culture could become the perpetrator of unthinkable evil. During his years in the United States, he saw once more a social, economic, political, religious Order (Western Democracy and Capitalism) that muzzles the shameless crying out for what we so desperately need (Freud).”Contrasted to modern man (sic) who cannot cry, primitive man (sic) was not ashamed to cry, and his culture provided him with living, vital forms of crying out.”
We are offered a significant choice, namely between two ways of being human. The difference between logical necessities or physical necessities and vital necessities is made clear in that in the latter we have the possibility of refusing ‘to turn away from a disaster’ – we can in fact choose a lesser way of being human over a fuller way. What is at stake in the necessity of cry is one’s own humanity, the meaning of one’s own existence, and to turn away from crying is to turn away from decision and responsibility. This is to deny the very possibility of becoming genuinely human.
Man Before Chaos , published after Zuurdeeg’s untimely death at the age of 57, ends with the unedited notes from the sermon he preached to his students and faculty colleagues in the McGaw Chapel of McCormick Theological Seminary. Here is the conclusion of his sermon.
God is dead (II). This is now turned around. In principle the man gods, of the Primitive Order, the Law, of the Founding Fathers, o9f Democracy, of Reason, of Being (Necessary Being, Being-Itself), of a moral World Order – these are the gods who are dead. They are “idols in the sense that they exist only because we believe in them. They are dead, in principle, in hope, though the present reality is different…. And the God who is alive is Jesus Christ.
We’ve learned always to call them Disciples–
that special class of more-than-human ones
who followed Jesus long ago. Apples
to cumquats, them to us. Even with flaws,
are far beyond what we could ever be.
They all would end as martyrs–be called Saints–
all holy men of God, who faithfully
would spread the word through all the continents.
…
The Bible called them “students,” and the name
for Jesus, “Teacher” — “Rabbi.” Could we learn
to be like them if we would take the same
more modest title? In first grade could earn
a star for listening, for playing fair,
for cleaning up our messes, learn to share.
– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, March 25, 2013
The Hick from the Sticks
My Uncle says that little Nazareth
has only about 300 poor folks
and maybe 20 buildings made of stone…
…
This guy from there with healing hands, worked with
his dad with wood. His neighbors there make jokes
he’s no account–he always lived alone–
…
no girl would have him. But then just a year
or so ago he left home and began
to walk around Judea with a band
…
of followers, just fishermen. We’d hear
wild tales of miracles, of food and wine
he multiplied, of wise things that he said…
…
And now here in Jerusalem today
he comes with crowds who think that he may lead
a revolution. Even I will have
…
a palm branch I can wave, though I must say
I doubt that from that hick town any good
can come. We city folks are hard to save…
-Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, March 24, 2013
He gave the State of the Union address
the night before, and flew on Air Force One
to our college town in the middle-west
to check out press and public reaction.
(The sex with an intern story made news
the week before.) For six years he had met
not politicians, but “Local Heroes”
at airports (Do-Gooders the Democrat
Party chose.)
Our church worked with homeless men.
As Pastor, I was picked to shake his hand
as he came off the plane (in a long line
with 14 other folks.) He called each one
of us by name. He firmly gripped my hand,
looked in my eyes, pretending to be fine…
-Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL