Streams of consciousness. I left work last night to the tunes of "Love's Gonna Carry Me Home," by Pierce Pettis, from his CD Making Light of It. I think Pettis is a great and underrated songwriter, and I love this snippet of the song's lyrics.
Amazing grace, big surprise
hits you right between the eyes
Hits you hard
Like a small, flat stone
Slays your giants and leads you home
I was happy to see that Pettis got some recognition from Christianity Today in a decent review of his most recent CD, State of Grace. I was not so happy to read, in the most recent issue of CT, Chuck Colson's commentary about the dangers of postmodernism. (Colson does raise some interesting points, but nothing we haven't already heard time and again, and he offers no thoughtful solutions to the postmodern conundrum. But as one who know what it's like to have to write something on deadline, I can relate to Colson's predicament. It's tough to come up with much of a solution in 500 word or fewer.)
Found at Holy Weblog!: This Salon article about how megachurches are using technology to teach and preach: The Father, the Son and the Holy JumboTron. (Subhead: "In the new Media Reformation, churches employ high-tech gizmos and hip spin to boost their diminishing flocks.") The story spotlights the media ministry of Ginghamsburg Church in Tipp City, Ohio. "The Ginghamsburg service is as staged, though not as well-rehearsed, as a Broadway show," writes Salon's Caroline Tiger. I've never been to a Ginghamsburg service, but I like the creative way in which they incorporate media, images and pop culture in their website. The "Band of Believers" sermon, a play on the popular "Band of Brothers" HBO series, is one example of how Ginghamsburg uses redemptive analogies from pop culture to drive home the message of the Christian faith.