Posted by
Steven Barrett on Friday, October 20, 2006 12:11:51 PM
We hear so much these days about the "culture of life," and even Townhall.com has a "Post Topic" dedicated to this, which of course I'm using this morning. Naturally, since most of the blog postings concern politics, these postings related to "culture of life" pertain to topics like abortion, euthanasia, medical experiments, etc. This being my day off, (volunteer sexton at our local church), I deliberately set my "mind-o-meter" a notch lower so as to "mellow" or "chill out" a bit. That means I'm not as quickly able to give a more comprehensive listing of the many other interesting subjects that fall into this catagory.
Now, why would I digress so much on this? Mostly to prove a point; that being that we don't have to be so wrapped up into all these vitally important issues in order to become or remain effective when we have to be when it comes to defending the sacredness of life and respect for all God has given us.
Let's ask ourselves if we really seek to build a cultured life for ourselves, our spouses, children and other loved ones, friends and so forth? Not that I'm saying we have to make this some major project to please all of the above all the time. Good Lord, no.
After all, I am using what singer Jimmy Buffett likes to call a "License to Chill," and that means to take it easy for now.
Building a more "cultured life" for yourself and those you treasure, could be as simple as listening to a classical radio station with the speakers turned on in the house so your kids could acquire a taste for better and more civilized music. Not that I don't like or appreciate other kinds of music, but it's really hard to put even Buffett up on the same pedestal level as Bach's. Sorry Jimmy.
Okay, I've "gone snobby," but there are times when it's ... well ... necessary.
There are tons of "little things" that can be done in our free time that will eventually help to create a more cultured lifestyle. Strange as it seems, even drinking a mug of coffee and looking out the window for no other reason than just the sheer act of letting your mind wander free for a few moments. (Sometimes that's when we're doing the most "creative thinking" for other activities we want to do in our free time.)
Write to somebody, even by hand. Yes, I'm using a computer now, but I still like to write my wife a letter every now and then. (But that's when she'd settle for the clarity of a word processor or even an ancient Olympia manual "finger-eating" typewriter instead of my notorious penmanship.) Maybe I could practice some penmanship skills the sisters tried (in vain) to teach me a half-century ago.
Read a book, but not one related to your work. I like to make nativity creches and decorative birdhouses. Still, there are other things to read about and help to take my mind off and away from the workbench. Well, if there's a real nice "coffee table" book or magazine related to my workmanship, I'll naturally pick it up out of curiosity and the sheer enjoyment of seeing something really nice.
See, that's the point here. Reading, doing, or listening to something nice that elevates our spirits and mental energies. This is what God intended for us, a life that's based upon what's nice about this world; not just drudgery and base. Remember, it was man who blew it in the Garden of Eden, and it's man who has to work his way back to get a taste of what God really intended for us all the time. And He still does. That's why He keeps giving us examples of the better things in life to appreciate and tidbits of knowledge, inspiration and hints along history's highway. He even gave us the first day off, which is more than I can say for a lot of retail and other employers nowadays. (Even church hours on Sundays aren't respected anymore!) I'm reminded of a pro-union bumpersticker saying that it was the labor movement which gave us weekends off. Well, not quite. God started it off, but man in his greed took it away and the unions only managed to get it back for some of us. And who knows for how long anymore. (Take that fiscal conservatives! Remember WHO the real boss is.)
Martha Stewart gets a lot of flak and bad press perhaps of her perceived snobbish tastes and lifestyle. Let's step back a bit and recall that she didn't wasn't born in a family with money or class connections. Not that she's an entirely a "self-made" woman, nobody is, no matter how badly their sin of pride might fog up their judgment. But Stewart did work hard to get where she is today, jail time notwithstanding. Did she get greedy? Well, judging from the results of her mistake of dumping a few hundred thousand dollars in sinking stock values based on "insider information," only to lose billions and a seat on the NY Stock Exchange, it can't be said she was totally greedy. I at first thought she was greedy and arrogant, but in retrospect, who and how was I to judge her for an act anyone of us, myself included, would undertake to save herself or himself from a large financial loss? Despite all of the trappings of her present standing, she hasn't forgotten her working class background and how hard it was to make and keep money.
Her life's work, as most of us have come to know it, is dedicated to bringing what is "good," recognizably good, into the lives of most American households. Much of what she shares is a lot more affordable than most people might realize if they hadn't been following her shows or reading her publications, etc.
What's so bad about trying to make the quality of our lives better by exposing us to more of what is like I said above, recognizeably good, and represents good taste in judgment?
The late Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart (no relation) said of pornography once that he couldn't describe it, but "I know what it is when I see it." Well, in this day of post-modern cultural and aesthetic relativism, the same quip could just as easily describe the difficulty many of us who have an appreciation for the good things in life have when it comes to describing such for the rest of us. Very snobby, mea culpa. On the other hand, without the benefit of any formal definition of art or classical music, most of us can appreciate the difference between an Andy Warhol piece of can art from a Rembrandt, the watered-down Catholic "new order" liturgy from the Book of Common Prayer, or "Kumbaya" sung in Mass from a hymn written by Bach, or Mozart.
When it comes to a very classical (and classy) definition of what constitutes the right ingredients for creating a good life, all we need to do is open our Bibles (preferably the Douai or an old KJV) to St. Paul's letter to the Phillippians, Ch. 4.
I won't spoil it for you. Better that you look it up for yourselves. That way I can grab another coffee before I head down to my workshop (and listen to some Gregorian Chant while crafting a nativity creche.)