Setting eternity in our hearts. . .

I've been thinking a lot about the next section of text in CONFESSIONS (from Book 10:6):

When my soul is bathed in light that is not bound by space;

when it listens to sound that never dies away;

when it breathes fragrance that is not borne away on the wind. . .

I may be all wet here, but it sure does sound like St. Augustine is trying to describe eternity.

And I think it is a beautiful, albeit limited, image. . .

All of us ARE fairly lame as a species in our ability (or lack thereof) to capture the essence of eternity in words. We will say things like

"the rings that you both exchange today are a symbol of eternal love since they have no beginning and no ending"---OR

"I just love to sit on the beach and look at the horizon...The water and the sky go on and on to infinity"---OR

"The vastness of the night sky is endless"...

You get my point.

So, St. Augustine gives the eternal a crack...and I have been captivated by his imagery. And it also sent me to Ecclesiastes (3:11). Solomon didn't try and describe eternity but he did evoke another lovely image...one that resonates with St. Augustine's:

"He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end..."

So, maybe we shouldn't worry about trying to describe the infinite with the finite. I'm reminded of the professor in college that, when asked a difficult theological question by a collegiate, simply said "People, sometimes its best to just say Deuteronomy 29:29...the secret things belong to the Lord".

In the next post, I'll talk about how Eric Barnum musically treats the text we have discussed...masterful text painting to be sure!

Contemplation~Reflection~SILENCE!

We talked about this concept briefly in rehearsal on Friday. I truly believe that many college students are not acquainted with the concept of

reflection...

the life of the mind...

contemplation...

meditation...

call it whatever you want.

When was the last time you sat in total silence.? Unplugged. No phone. No texts. No facebook. No ipod. No kindle/nook. No TV. No book.

Nothing but you.

The random sounds around you.

The natural world. The sound of your own breath.

Sound scary? It shouldn't. It is the deliberate movement toward a higher consciousness other than the one you are usually in...that is preoccupied with the petty, the vulgar, the mundane, the simplistic, Pavlovian responses, task analyses...you get my point.

I think this is at the essence of what St. Augustine meant by the line that first captivated my attention in Book X of the CONFESSIONS.

"I must pass beyond memory to find You."

God is not mundane. God does not have a part of anything vulgar. He is certainly not simplistic nor petty. So, if we only reside deep in this list, how will we ever begin to grasp

Eternity?

So, here is your assignment. Leave all devices behind. Leave all belongings behind. Find a quiet place...a park bench. A church pew. A walking trail. A chair in a secluded place. Fold your hands in your lap. And be still. And listen. Do this for 20 minutes for your first time. See what you experience.

"I must pass beyond memory to find You."

Next post will pick up on this theme and we'll talk about how Barnum creates an aural representation what this experience might SOUND like...

St. Augustine of Hippo - Saints & Angels - Catholic Online

Before we even begin discussing the intricacies of CONFESSIONS, the beauty and power of the lyrics (taken from Augustine's 10th book of Confessions), and the compositional devices used by Eric Barnum, we must first acquaint ourselves with St. Augustine himself. I've attached the link to a brief biography of the life of St. Augustine. Take a few minutes and acquaint yourself with the life of this saint. In the next post, we will begin to deconstruct why I chose these particular words.

"I must pass beyond memory to find You". . .

St. Augustine of Hippo - Saints & Angels - Catholic Online