Follow Me, Don’t Follow Me

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I like the song, “Orange Crush,” and REM was one of the bands I recommended to my teenagers years ago when they began to be interested in contemporary music. At home, I had usually played Gregorian chant and classical music, but I knew there would come a day when they would want to listen to the music of the world, as most ordinary teenagers do. I thought that if I took some interest in what listened to, then I might decrease the chances of having heavy metal and highly offensive lyrics enter their lives.

But that’s not what this post is about – I wanted to talk about the concept of ‘following.’ I have a few ‘followers’ now, after blogging for about eight weeks and it feels nice, as well as being somewhat surprising. What do I have to say that hasn’t been said before, or isn’t being said somewhere else? Well, nothing really. There is no new revelation, either in spiritual matters or in the material world. The ancient Greeks noticed that there were a handful of stories that repeated themselves over and over, but, those stories are still happening and people are still writing about them.

Perhaps the one thing that changes is the language, and the talent that a writer has for making a story or character relevant to us.Perhaps each writer is destined to ‘speak’ to a limited number of ‘followers’ so that every listener hears their story spoken in their own ‘language.’

There is one story that resonates with every person, that is God’s ‘Love Story’, and only one Person that deep in our hearts we are all yearning to follow; that is Jesus Christ.

He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Our lives are the story of how we follow Him, whether that be closely, remotely, consciously, unknowingly.

May your story reflect your love of God and may you follow Him, the source of all Good, all the days of your life.

And may God bless little Darcy today, as he enters the Church through Baptism; a new follower and a new page in the storybook of life.

A movie review.

I have just finished watching the DVD of “Prometheus” with the older members of my family. (Sure, I went to sleep during a crucial scene, but I have seen it before.) I am sure that you have seen at least trailers for this alien/genesis-themed movie.It got me thinking about the differences between pagan mythology and science fiction.

Prometheus stole fire from Zeus as he slept…

Why is it that classical literature has fed our imaginations for thousands of years, and, that although pagan in origin, has continued to inspire us, even after we have been given the revelation of our Redemption by the Son of God?

Classicism always looks backward in order to illuminate both our origins and our future, and to form our characters in order that we live well in the present. My children and I often laugh at the behaviour of those mythical gods, and say how relieved we are that we have a God who actually knows what’s going on around Him, and is infinitely superior to humans. But we enjoy the stories and appreciate them because they have contributed to the Great Conversation of our history and culture.

Modernism, however, tends always forwards. It almost negates any suffering or joy of the present, muddies our memories of the past and blames traditionalism for all of our ills, then leaps into the future – always to a brave, new world, where shackles are broken, and so is morality.

And science fiction must surely be the literary genre of the modernist.

Two scenarios are commonly presented to us in works of science fiction: the post-apocalyptic world, and the science-driven, automated world. Humanity is presented as having devolved into a beast, or evolved into an automaton. We are never portrayed as having become more human.

Well, give me suffering, tears, disappointment any day, because I must be human. I demand it. I will feel compassion, and I will feel it because of the Cross. In classical mythology, we are drawn to the bold exploits of the heroes; their suffering has merit, even in a pagan worldview. Man has a relationship with God, even though it is flawed. But the modern heroes suffer, and there is no reward. There is no merit in their suffering because there is no God.