Thursday, December 20, 2012

Day 20 (art meditations + suggested resources for Advent)













"Advent is about learning to wait. It is about not having to know exactly what is coming tomorrow, only that whatever it is, it is of the essence of sanctification for us. Every piece of it, some hard, some uplifiting, is sign of the work of God alive in us. We are becoming as we go. We learn in Advent to stay in the present, knowing that only the present well lived can possibly lead us to the fullness of life." (Chittister)





During Advent I'll forego my weekly Buy More Art posts in order to share almost-daily meditations of Scripture, hymns, and art reflecting the alternate narrative and subversive time of waiting in hope for the Christ who came, the Christ who will come again and the Christ now among us.


Won't you join me?



Third Tuesday of Advent:
"In the first centuries the Church had a beautiful custom of praying seven great prayers calling afresh on Christ to come, calling him by the mysterious titles he has in Isaiah, calling to him; O Wisdom. O Root! O Key, O Light! come to us!"  (Malcolm Guite)
December 20 - O Clavis David (O Key of David)

Isaiah 22:22: 
"And the key of the house of David will I lay upon his shoulder; so he shall open, and none shall shut; and he shall shut, and none shall open."
Isaiah 9:6:
"His dominion is vast and forever peaceful, from David’s throne, and over His kingdom, which he confirms and sustains by judgment and justice, both now and forever."





The original antiphon in Latin and English (via Malcolm Guite)

O Clavis David, et sceptrum domus Israel;
qui aperis, et nemo claudit;
claudis, et nemo aperit:
veni, et educ vinctum de domo carceris,
sedentem in tenebris, et umbra mortis.
O Key of David and sceptre of the House of Israel;
you open and no one can shut;
you shut and no one can open:
Come and lead the prisoners from the prison house,
those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of death

O Clavis re-written by Malcolm Guite


Even in the darkness where I sit
And huddle in the midst of misery
I can remember freedom, but forget
That every lock must answer to a key,
That each dark clasp, sharp and intricate,
Must find a counter-clasp to meet its guard,
Particular, exact and intimate,
The clutch and catch that meshes with its ward.
I cry out for the key I threw away
That turned and over turned with certain touch
And with the lovely lifting of a latch
Opened my darkness to the light of day.
O come again, come quickly, set me free
Cut to the quick to fit, the master key.



Annunciation
Matthew Whitney 
Vancouver Project - By/For

Read Matthew Whitney's statement about this piece.



"Annunciation" by Denise Levertov


Aren't there annunciations
of one sort or another 
in most lives?

            Some unwillingly
undertake great destinies,
enact them in sullen pride,
uncomprehending.

             More often
those moments
            when roads of light and storm
            open from darkness in a man or woman,
            are turned away from
            in dread, in a wave of weakness, in despair
            and with relief.
            Ordinary lives continue.
                                   God does not smite them.
            But the gates close, the pathway vanishes.




O Key of David rewritten by Thom Turner at Everyday Liturgy


O Key of David
O Messiah, King of the Jews, you have given us the mysteries
of God and taught us the way of your kingdom. When someone
knocks you give to them freely and without reservation.
Come now and free those who are held captive by darkness.



A song of response to our God who gives freedom to the oppressed:  All the Poor and Powerless




Suggested Resources for Advent:


O Antiphons: A Theological Translation by Thom Turner

Sounding the Seasons: Poetry for the Christian Year by Malcolm Guite

Breathing the Water by Denise Levertov





"I keep expecting loud and impressive events to convince me and others of God's saving powers. Our temptation is to be distracted by them. When I have no eyes for the small signs of God's presence ... I will always remain tempted to despair." -- Henri Jozef Machiel NouwenGracias! A Latin American Journal (1983)
 (via Diary of An Arts Pastor)

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