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{"id":456,"date":"2006-03-27T08:55:20","date_gmt":"2006-03-27T15:55:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/hypotyposis.net\/blog\/?p=456"},"modified":"2006-03-27T08:55:20","modified_gmt":"2006-03-27T15:55:20","slug":"silences","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypotyposis.net\/blog\/2006\/03\/27\/silences\/","title":{"rendered":"Silences"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\nYesterday morning, as I meandered from one thought to another, the<br \/>\nwords \"Be still, and know that I am God\" registered on my<br \/>\nconsciousness. As I quieted myself, I found a clarity of mind and focus<br \/>\nof action that I am wont to attribute to divine action. Silence on my<br \/>\npart is often a prerequisite for communing with God. What happens<br \/>\nthough when God is not be found -- or to be heard -- when we actively<br \/>\nsearch for God, whether in quiet or in silence? The theme for<br \/>\nyesterday's sermon at First Pres Berkeley (based on <a class=\"external\" href=\"http:\/\/bible.crosswalk.com\/OnlineStudyBible\/bible.cgi?passage=job+23&amp;version=nrs&amp;showtools=0\">Job 23<\/a>)<br \/>\nwas precisely such silence of God. Mark Labberton's sermon induced the<br \/>\nscribbling of a lot of quotes, questions, phrases, pregnant phrases on<br \/>\nmy notepad. Let me share a few: <\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>\n<p>\n Job 23 as a counterpoint to the proverbial wisdom tradition in which you will have a good life if you do right.\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n Job's friends marshalled all the arguments of proverbial wisdom in an attempt to set Job right.\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p> How did Job know that he was righteous? Aren't we all less than<br \/>\nrighteous? Is that type of righteousness what Job was thinking about? <\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n I don't think that I've ever been plunged in the \"dark night of the soul\", that Jobian darkness.\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p> The silences in Yosujiro Ozu's films came to my mind. The previous<br \/>\nday, Laura and I had just seen silences in Ozu, who came to my mind<br \/>\nbecause of our seeing <a class=\"external\" href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0412596\/\">Caf&#233; Lumi&#232;re<\/a>,<br \/>\nHsiao-hsien Hou's tribute to Ozu. I found a lot of Hou's silences<br \/>\nunbearable, while Ozu's silences were illuminating. Why is that? Are<br \/>\nsome of God's silences unbearable while others are illuminating? <\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n The choir had just sung <em>Ich harre des Herrn, meine Seele harret, und ich boffe auf sein Wort<\/em> from Bach's Cantata 131 (BWV 131) (<em>Aus der Tiefen rufe ich, Herr, zu dir<\/em>.)  (Out of the depths I cry to thee, o Lord. Lord, hear my voice!).  What suitable accompaniment to the day's sermon.\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p> All this reflection makes me once again deeply aware of my own<br \/>\nacute vulnerability. God does not explain or even justify His silences.<br \/>\nHe provides no satsifying answers other than the ultimate, eventual<br \/>\nassurance that things will be set right....eventually. <\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n In the face of such vulnerability, we need to live in the here and now and live in hope.\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n Jesus provide his own share of odd silences.  Eg., with Lazarus, Mary and Martha.\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p> In Bach's St. Matthew Passion, Jesus is ostensibly one of the star<br \/>\nsingers. Yet he doesn't sing very much. At the beginning, he sings<br \/>\nbeautifully, reassuringly. Then he falls silent very soon into the<br \/>\nPassion. <\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n In the face of global suffering on mind-staggering scale, how can I not expect to suffer too?\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n In silence, we \"face the reality of our own mortality\" (ML)\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<p>\n Milosz expresses the transience of the moment with poignancy.  See, for example, <a class=\"external\" href=\"http:\/\/nobelprize.org\/literature\/laureates\/1980\/poems-3-e.html\">Czeslaw Milosz - Poetry: Encounter<\/a>\n<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday morning, as I meandered from one thought to another, the words &#8220;Be still, and know that I am God&#8221; registered on my consciousness. 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