I know I just recently wrote a music log post. And I don't usually do them in quick succession. Not to mention, I don't usually write posts on Sundays. But ever since I heard a wonderful rendition of Dan Schutte's “You Are Near” in the televised Mass I was watching, I have been wanting to do a Sunday Music Log post. What was holding me back, was finding a similar rendition of the song that I could share online. I couldn't find one, so I sort of gave up on the idea.
Then in today's Mass, Dave and Lauren Moore, the couple who sings in the televised Sunday Masses that I watch, sang a beautiful rendition of “I Am The Bread Of Life”. Once again I was filled with this urge to write a Sunday Music Log post. I went on to the Catholic Diocese of Dallas website to find a way to contact the diocese. I wanted to ask them if they have recorded videos of the songs that Dave and Lauren Moore sang in Mass. It turns out, the diocese has a YouTube channel where they uploaded recordings of the televised Masses I've been watching. Within those videos are the exact rendition of the songs that I watched, and now want to share.
So, first up is this beautiful rendition of Dan Schutte's “You Are Near”. The song starts at around the 48:22 mark.
This song brings back good memories. Memories of me as a kid singing it in Mass at school. Memories of me playing the guitar, while our group of altar servers sang this song in Mass. It's such a beautiful song with beautiful lyrics, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Where can I run from your love?
If I climb to the heavens you are there
If I fly to the sunrise
Or sail beyond the sea
Still I’d find you there
O Lord, I know you are near
Standing always at my side
You guard me from the foe
And you lead me in ways everlasting
Walking is increasingly mediated by technological gadgets worn on wrists or gripped in hands. We spend an increasing amount of time ‘screening’ the world – taking in most of life through a contracted frame that captures objects of immediate interest. To live with eyes on the screen is to be attached, stuck in the frame, taking in what is presented to us and re-presented to us again. But representation – even in fine-grained pixilation – is not experience. To experience is to perceive. When we look at a screen, we might see something, but we don’t perceive. To live life through representations is to live passively, to receive rather than to experience.
I am so grateful that I discovered the IndieWeb. Owning my content and posting my thoughts on my own site instead of a silo like Twitter gives me real freedom. I can decide how my thoughts are displayed (I like to make them available to everyone without advertising), I can edit them and they stay available for as long as I want.
It's a rather gloomy Friday. But I welcome the cooler temperatures, if only to get away from the Texas summer heat. Time for another music log then. Today's music log features rock covers of some popular hits.
Note that I'm trying something new in this music log. In addition to the embedded YouTube videos, I also added song links. This gives readers more options to listen or even purchase a song. They are not affiliate links. I do not get paid whatsoever if you decide to click on one of those links. I just thought of adding them to support the artists.
First up is “Mirrors” by Our Last Night. I've said it before and I'll say it again, the band Our Last Night makes some of the best rock covers I've heard. This is no exception. This a great rock cover of Justin Timberlake's hit song “Mirrors”.
Should be our last day at the hospital today. The hospital staff was taking awhile with the discharge papers though.
Baby Caleb is still in the NICU and won't be able to go home with us until he gets better.
It is already late in the afternoon and the discharge papers are still not ready. So, we decided that I should go pick up Davin while Coney attends a NICU Discharge class.
When I arrived at the baby sitter, Davin was busy playing on his iPad. When he finally saw me, his face lit up. He ran toward me and gave me a hug. Then he immediately started talking about the game he was playing. It was really good to see him again after spending three nights at the hospital.
After picking up Davin, we drove back to the hospital to pick up Coney. Then we drove to the pharmacy to pick up Coney's pain meds. Then we picked up dinner. After a quick dinner, it was time to drive my brother to the airport.
It was a particular joy for me to visit the sites associated with St. Ignatius of Loyola on a recent film trip. But the most moving locale was a little church in Manresa built around the cave where the young Ignatius spent about nine months preparing himself spiritually for his life’s work. What he learned at Manresa is that our attachments to various created goods—money, power, pleasure, and honor—stand in the way of our responding to God’s will for us.
~ Bishop Barron
A really good homily that talks about the practice of “Agere Contra”, which means “To act against”. I believe that you can apply “Agere Contra” to most things in life. You don't have to be religious to practice it. For instance, I can see the practice of “Agere Contra” being very effective against social media and smartphone addiction.
This experiment is all about trying to reduce my smartphone usage at home with the use of an Apple Watch. Yes, I know it sounds ironic — trying to reduce usage of one gadget, with the use of another gadget. But let me try to explain where I'm coming from.
One of the best things about working from home, is being able to eat with my kids at the dinner table. When I'm working from home though, I'm always worried about time that I spend away from my desk. What if my boss wants me to join a call? What if I was supposed to join a meeting? This is why I've resorted to carrying my phone around whenever I'm eating with my kids, or helping Coney out with Baby Caleb.
Carrying my phone around the house has renewed my itch to use it. Like when I'm at the dinner table, or by the bathroom door while potty training Davin, or when I'm carrying Baby Caleb around to give Coney a breather. It's all too easy to just pull it out and fire up the Feedly, Micro.blog or DuckDuckGo app. As you can see, it is not ideal to have my phone with me around the house. Also, how I am supposed to tell Davin to not bring his iPad to the dinner table, when I'm always bringing my phone around for lunch?
In my continued quest to find ways to replace social media with personal websites, I have decided to move my Game Screenshots series to my Micro Journal. There were a couple of developments recently that led me to this decision.
Out of Place
My game screenshots posts always felt out of place on this site. One of my guiding principles for content on this site, is that they come from my bullet journal. Obviously, video game screenshots and clips do not materialize out of my bullet journal.
There are exceptions to this rule of course, like my Bookmarks series. But in general, I try my best to stick to this rule.
No Reader Interaction
My Game Screenshots and Game Clips posts were always an attempt to mimic what I used to post on Instagram. With that comes the expectation of finding like minded readers. Maybe it's the lack of a commenting system, or maybe there's just not much gamers reading the read.write.as feed. Either way, I don't get any interaction whatsoever on my game screenshots posts on this site.
On the other hand, with just a few Game Screenshot posts on my Micro Journal, I've already had a few bloggers talk to me about video games. That's really more of what I'm looking for with these posts. I want to share screenshots of video games I'm playing. And I want my posts to find people who share the same passion for video games.
Great read on the definitions of love and mercy, and how both could affect our society.
The picture of a society without mercy reminds me of something I heard about mercy defined linguistically. The Hebrew word associates the experience with pregnancy. Mercy is like being pregnant. “Bearing with” the other in mercy requires genuine selflessness.
That's a wonderful description of mercy.
“Others are out there” means that mercy requires love as defined by Iris Murdoch. She says, “Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than yourself is real.” Love initiates and invites mercy
I've come to a similar conclusion. If love is “willing the good of others” as Bishop Barron so often says, then there cannot be mercy without love. So, for our society to be merciful, we must first love each other. Only then will mercy manifest itself.
Another day at the hospital. Baby Caleb is still at the NICU. I tried taking a shower at the hospital the day before and made a mess. Puddles of water everywhere. So this time around, I decided to go home to take a shower. While I was home, took the time to fix the clogged sink. Also took out the trash. After finishing up at home, I went to pickup cupcakes that Coney ordered for the nurses at the hospital. Then it was back to the hospital.
Me and Coney ate our lunch by the window. We entertained ourselves by watching the hilarious parking lot battles that ensued at the offices below.
Without Baby Caleb in the room with us, there was nothing for us to do. So we sat by the window and tried to enjoy the view.
Finished my 4th Master League season (2021-2022) and I finally won a title as a manager. My team, Paris FC, were crowned Ligue 1 champions. It was a welcome result after a heart-breaking loss to Real Madrid in the European Club Championship. For next season, my goals are to win the French Cup and progress farther in the European Club Championship.