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A Song of Hope and Peace for the New Year

Steve · December 29, 2024 · 4 Comments

from left, Phil Cooper, Steve Givens and John Caravelli

Happy New Year’s to all of you who take the time to read my posts from time to time or visit my website. I feel blessed to have the opportunity to engage in this ministry of creativity and sharing of the good news of God’s love and presence in our lives. I hope and pray that something I create helps bring you just a little closer to this truth.

As we conclude 2024 and look forward to the coming New Year, I am praying for more peace in the world, in our nation and in our communities. St. Teresa of Calcutta once said, “Today, if we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.” This year, amidst whatever disunity, fear and confusion enters our lives, let’s all remember to live our lives high on the mountain of God’s love and hope for the world. Let’s remember that, in the end, we all belong to one another, whether we agree with one another or not.

Over the past few weeks, my musical collaborators and I composed and recorded “New Lang Syne,” a song of hope and peace for the New Year. It’s a new take on “Old Lang Syne,” with new lyrics and music by me and my friends John Caravelli and Phil Cooper. The lyrics are below and a music video is available at the link below.

See you in 2025.

Steve

New Lang Syne
Traditional, with new words and music by John Caravelli,
Phil Cooper and Steve Givens

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

Should old, dear friends escape our thoughts
and memories fade from our minds
Should all our early days be dimmed  
And our pasts be left behind.

For all those days now gone, my friend,
For all those days now gone,
Let’s raise a glass to kindness still
For the sake of days now gone.

And when our hope begins to fade
And if our faith is stilled.
Let’s find that kindness deep within
And share it with the world.

For anger never serves us well
And hate divides our souls
And war, it never ends all wars
But leaves us weaker still.

If all the lives around us
are not seen in God’s own light
We cast such shadows at the risk
thinking we alone are right.

Our freedom lives in loving those
Who we have never known.
And peace lives deeply in our hearts
When it is not ours alone.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

Are You Ready for Christmas?

Steve · December 21, 2024 · Leave a Comment

This is the question, it seems, that we hear most often this time of year, and it has many meanings and intents. When I was a kid back in the ‘60s, it meant: Are you excited for the presents you’ll be getting? I was always ready for that. (see photo below, circa 1975!)

Now, it mostly seems to mean: Have you done all your shopping, wrapped all the presents, sent your Christmas cards and planned your menus for the family gathering? Have you made your list and checked it twice, or maybe three times? We may be exhausted by the time Christmas day dawns, but we’ll be ready. But are we really?

All of this can leave us feeling a bit like Martha in the story in Luke’s gospel (Luke 10:38-42). Like Martha, we are running around like crazy getting ready for the coming of Jesus, making sure everything is just right, when all the time Jesus just wants us to sit with him and listen, as Martha’s sister, Mary, is doing. “Martha, Martha,” Jesus says, “you are anxious and worried about many things. There is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part and it will not be taken from her.”

I love Christmas morning around the tree with the kids, their spouses, and the grandkids. I don’t want to lose that for a second. I know that the looks on their faces when they open their gifts only happen with my wife’s carefully prepared shopping lists and our treks together out to malls and stores. We’re going to grocery shop today so that we’ll be ready for breakfast on Christmas eve when they all arrive, eyes bright and shiny and full of expectation. So, yes, we’ll be ready for THAT Christmas.

But Sue and I are also trying hard to make time for quiet, for prayer, for reflection on what this ancient story means. We’ve made our annual advent retreat. We know we need to find some time each day to sit at the feet of Jesus and just listen, watch, and wait with urgent expectation for the next line of the story, the next stage of our lives, the next coming of Christ. And that’s the point, isn’t it? Jesus wasn’t born just once, in a stable in Bethlehem some 2,000 years. He is born again and anew in us each Christmas, each day, each moment of our lives, if we just sit still and wait.

So sometime between now and Christmas, give yourself the gift of time with Jesus. Sit in silence with Luke’s short Nativity narrative — the whole thing is just the first 20 verses of Luke’s second chapter. Put on some of your favorite carols or pick up a book of advent and Christmas meditations. Give yourself permission to do nothing for an hour or so. Choose the better part.

Note: If you click through to my website, you’ll see I’ve posted three Christmas songs I created with my collaborators and friends John Caravelli and Phil Cooper over the past few years. Hit play and enjoy.  

Around the Fire:

After this Night:

Christmas to Me:

An Advent Collection: The Word is Still Becoming Flesh

Steve · December 12, 2024 · Leave a Comment

This past weekend, I helped lead an Advent Retreat at the Marianist Retreat and Conference Center just outside St. Louis. It was the eighth time leading this annual event (taking a year off for COVID in 2020) with my friends and colleagues Lucia Signorelli and Fr. Tom Santen.

The title of the retreat was, “The Word is Still Becoming Flesh,” and through talks, songs, prayer and even a contemplative photography experience inspired by Thomas Merton, we looked at the many and diverse ways that Jesus keeps “breaking into our lives.” And that is the power of Advent, of course. It’s not just about getting ready for Christmas and remembering that historic event that happened in Bethlehem roughly 2,000 years ago. It is about that, of course, but it’s so much more.

Advent is a time to remember that the Incarnate Word of God continues to break into our lives, day in and day out, if we will only take the time to watch. Just as the Son of God interrupted the lives of Mary, Joseph, the shepherds and so many others on one night so long ago, he keeps showing up for us even today. The question we need to keep asking, Fr. Tom challenged us, is “do you see what I see?”

I took the photo above just outside the doors of the retreat house. It’s a little hard to make out, I confess, but what it shows is a trickle of water from a fountain, which has broken through the ice of a small decorative pond. It spoke to me of God’s slow and steady work in our lives, of God’s living word that, if left flowing, will indeed break into our lives and change us in ways we can never imagine.

Today, I offer you a small sampling of advent reflections from prior years of this blog. Perhaps you will find something here that will meet you where you are in this holy season. I hope you will allow these words, and more importantly the words of scripture that accompany us these holy weeks of advent, to help you pay closer attention and perhaps find that small trickle of God that is waiting for you.   

Advent 2020: Welcome to the ‘Demented Inn’
Waiting for Christmas with Bright Eyes
Advent Week 2: Just what are we waiting for?

BOOK REVIEW: Leah Rampy’s “Earth and Soul”

Steve · May 19, 2024 · 3 Comments

Writer and retreat leader Leah Rampy pulls no punches in her new volume from Bold Story Press, “Earth and Soul: Reconnecting Amid Climate Chaos.” The earth as we know it is in a dire predicament, from which there is no easy return or solution. We are living in “edge times,” on the threshold of climate chaos and mass extinction of biodiversity and will remain there while we await a slow slipping over the edge — unless we are willing reconnect our personal lives and our spiritual selves to the world around us.   

This is not a story devoid of hope. I doubt I would have kept reading if it were. If we’re willing to face the scientific facts of the situation, see more completely the fullness and wisdom of the world around us, and embrace the spiritual angst we are feeling, there is still the possibility of pulling ourselves back from the brink. “Earth and Soul” is a soul journey (the author’s and ultimately our own) that still has inherent in it the hope of something better beyond the grief that comes with such danger and loss. In the book’s concluding chapter she writes:

Because we will never know the outcomes beyond our lifetime, we can choose to live in a story that is grounded in the real and that still offers greater possibility. Living with hope is a choice. When we choose hope, we embrace what is already unfolding and discern if and how we are called to respond. Without any illusion that the path will be easy, we choose to live more fully into our soul’s mission and offer our gifts to the world guided by the Earth’s wisdom.

Writing while standing near the intersection of spirituality, ecology and story, the author offers us a chance to journey in the direction of recovery and sanity, a map of sorts for those willing to live deeply connected to the Earth from the depth of their own souls. For the climate crisis is, she reminds us, a spiritual one. “Without attending to our own continued transformation, we cannot hope to align with the living world to create a tapestry of a beautiful future,” she writes in the book’s introduction.

The eleven short chapters in this 200-page paperback edition made for easy, slow and digestible daily reading for a few weeks. While I could have read it much quickly (it’s not a dense slog through theory and environmental science), I soon discovered that this was a book better taken in a little at a time, a reminder to myself that this kind of change (our own and the environment’s) takes time and trust, a belief that the seeming impossible is, in fact, possible. Drawing from Jesuit theologian Walter’s Burghardt’s reminder that contemplation is a, “long, loving look at the real,” this book is a call to ponder the predicament as a precursor to individual and spiritual change and action.

What is necessary for such change to begin, Rampy reminds us, is personal transformation, a movement from long-held social beliefs that the Earth and its non-human creatures are only here for our sustenance, use and often abuse, to a state of recognition that we are better off living in communion with our plant and animal “kith and kin.”

“When we declare the land inanimate,” she writes, “we ravage our souls. If we deny the vibrantly alive Earth, the breathing beings from which we evolved, the plants with all their gifts — if all those lives can be deemed resources to be pillaged, destroyed, discarded, and annihilated to satisfy our wants — then so too can people who stand in the way of achieving the ends we seek.”

“Earth and Soul” is an invitation to think, live, contemplate and act differently, as if those human actions might just make a difference, which surely they can. This book, Rampy writes, serves as “one invitation to a great turning, a return to our truest selves and a transformation of our relationship with the Earth.”

To instigate such changes, we must begin now, while we are still on the threshold, but Rampy is quick to point out that this is the work of generations, not years or decades. She relates the story of a wise prophet giving feedback to a group of volunteers who had taken some positive steps. “I think this is very good,” the prophet says. “There will likely be excellent results from this in about six hundred years.”

And that’s the point of the book, I think. There are no easy and quick answers. There are only next steps that must be taken, once we have done the hard work of reconnecting our souls to the world around us. She writes: “We will need to practice simply discerning the next step, and then the next step, and then the next, trusting the wisdom we are given without knowing the future or the results of our efforts.”

Litany on the Perfect Timing of God

Steve · May 8, 2024 · 1 Comment

I was talking on the phone last week to my friend Dave in Texas, a retired hospital chaplain and now deacon and pastor of visitation at a Methodist Church. As “men of a certain age,” we have lots in common and were reflecting on those times in our lives when, despite all odds and seeming reason, God just seemed to show up when we needed Him most. 

We both thought and said that same phrase at almost the same time: “And then God showed up.” And I thought to myself, there have certainly been a long list of those divine occurrences in my life and in the lives of those around me; I could make a list, maybe even a litany of sorts. And here you go:

I was feeling powerless and small…and then God showed up.
I was on the edge looking into the abyss…and then God showed up. 
I had no idea which way to turn…and then God showed up. 
I didn’t believe my life had purpose or meaning…and then God showed up. 
I was alone and on my own…and then God showed up. 
I ached all over and saw no end in sight…and then God showed up. 
I was up against a wall…and then God showed up. 
I couldn’t find true love anywhere…and then God showed up. 
I had been abused and unloved…and then God showed up. 
I was confused and unsure of myself…and then God showed up. 
I didn’t have the right words…and then God showed up. 
I didn’t have the courage…and then God showed up. 
I thought life would never get any better…and then God showed up. 
I had no hope…and then God showed up. 
I was uncertain if God was even real…and then God showed up. 
I was sure that God wasn’t real…and then God showed up. 
I was in so much pain…and then God showed up. 
I was in so much trouble…and then God showed up. 
I needed peace of mind and heart and soul…and then God showed up. 
I needed a friend…and then God showed up. 
I needed a savior…and then God showed up. 
I needed you…and you showed up. 
Amen and amen.

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