Wednesday, October 16, 2024

Questions for My Readers- Celebrating 20 Years

Send your thoughts or writing to me at jayopsis@gmail.com

On Sunday night, November 10, 2024, I’ll be celebrating a milestone that I never could have imagined when I first started this journey: 20 years of blogging on Jayopsis.com!

What began as a small corner of the internet to share my thoughts on faith, life, and culture has grown into something that has blessed me beyond words. Over the past two decades, I’ve been privileged to connect with so many of you who have followed along, commented, shared, and even challenged my writings.

As I prepare to mark this special occasion, I want to invite YOU to join the celebration!

I have already received some responses- but here is a guide that may help you- pick one or more questions and send me your response- I hope to get some from out of the country as well. 

1. Personal Reflection on Blog Content

  • Which blog post or topic has resonated with you the most over the years? Why?
  • How has reading this blog impacted your life or perspective?

2. Feedback and Improvement

  • What is one thing you would like to see more of on the blog? (e.g., certain topics, types of posts, or formats)
  • Is there any topic I haven’t covered that you think would be valuable?

3. Engagement and Community

  • Do you have a memorable interaction from the blog’s community that stands out? Share your story!
  • How did you first discover this blog, and what keeps you coming back?

4. Looking Ahead

  • What are your hopes for the blog in the next 5 or 10 years?
  • If you could ask the blog’s writer any question, what would it be?

5. Life Connection

  • How do the topics on this blog relate to what you’re experiencing in your own life?
  • What has been the most encouraging or inspiring idea you’ve taken from the blog?

6. Fun and Creative

  • If you could describe this blog in three words, what would they be?
  • If you could choose one blog post to turn into a book, which one would it be and why?
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The Tension of Beauty and Longing: Reflections on Keats and the "Soulfight"

 

John Keats’s Ode to a Grecian Urn is a timeless exploration of the interplay between beauty, truth, and the human experience. In this poem, Keats confronts the paradox of art and life: while the figures on the urn are forever frozen in perfect moments of love and joy, their existence is ultimately unattainable. Keats writes, “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,” inviting us to ponder the nature of our desires and the realities we face. This tension resonates deeply, reminding us of the unfulfilled longings that shape our lives.

In my own journey, I have spent months wrestling with this tension. Matthew Forester shared the Revivalist song in early 2024 and it haunted me as I wondered what it meant and I had a lot of thoughts—the garden, the tree, the poems, and the songs—all reflecting the beauty of the struggle. I find that “to ravish the bride actually eliminates the beauty,” a sentiment that echoes the core of Keats’s work. This wrestling mirrors the “soulfight”—the struggle between the known and the unknown, the moments we can grasp and those that slip through our fingers.

This tension is mirrored in the Revivalist song “Soulfight,” which captures the essence of this battle. The lyrics reflect a longing for something deeper and a desire to understand our place in the world:

So I'm gonna stand here by your fire'Cause it's a cold one tonightI'm taking care of soulfightAnd you're the reason why
Well, I don't ask question and I don't tell no liesAnd that's the reason whyI'm taking care of soulfightAnd you're the reason why

These lines resonate with the feelings expressed in Keats's ode. Both works delve into the heart of what it means to live between moments of beauty and the inevitability of loss. Keats’s urn stands as a symbol of what could be—eternal and unchanging—while our lives are filled with the vibrant messiness of time, filled with joy and sorrow, fulfillment and longing.

The echoes of Keats's themes are evident in our own creative expressions. Just as he grappled with the fleeting nature of beauty, we find ourselves exploring the unravished aspects of our lives—the dreams that remain just out of reach, the moments that hold our hearts in a delicate balance. In the song "Unravished Bride," we confront the dualities of existence:



And if the moment dared to break,

Would the colors fade, would the music quake?

Would you still wear that ethereal grace,

Or find the truth in time's embrace?

Like the urn that speaks of love and strife,

Whispers of beauty, the essence of life.


These lyrics speak to the struggle we all face: the pursuit of understanding and fulfillment in a world filled with uncertainties. They echo Keats's reflections on the beauty of the urn and the sorrow of knowing that perfect moments are often just that—perfect but unreachable.

As I navigate my own “soulfight(s),” I embrace the beauty of this wrestling, knowing that it is in the tension between longing and fulfillment that we discover what it means to be human. The beauty of the unknown beckons us to create, to reflect, and to embrace the complexities of our existence. Just as Keats immortalized the unravished bride of the urn, so too do we seek to capture the fleeting beauty of our experiences, recognizing that even in the struggle, there is art, there is hope, and there is life.

You can find the music here:

The Unravished Bride of the Unknown

The Unknown and Unrealized



Monday, October 14, 2024

Celebrating 20 Years of Jayopsis: Join the Celebration!

Send your thoughts or writing to me at jayopsis@gmail.com

On Sunday night, November 10, 2024, I’ll be celebrating a milestone that I never could have imagined when I first started this journey: 20 years of blogging on Jayopsis.com!

What began as a small corner of the internet to share my thoughts on faith, life, and culture has grown into something that has blessed me beyond words. Over the past two decades, I’ve been privileged to connect with so many of you who have followed along, commented, shared, and even challenged my writings.

As I prepare to mark this special occasion, I want to invite YOU to join the celebration!

Whether you’ve been reading since the early days or you’re new to Jayopsis, I’d love for you to participate in what I’m planning to be a meaningful reflection on these past 20 years. From now until November 10th, I’ll be sharing special content, highlighting some of the most memorable moments, and even taking a look at what’s next for this blog.

Here’s how you can get involved:

  • Share Your Favorite Post: Do you have a blog post from the past 20 years that stands out to you? Maybe it was one that encouraged you, challenged you, or simply stuck with you. I’d love to hear about it!
  • Send in a Personal Testimony: Has something I’ve written impacted your life or your walk with God? Your testimonies are always an encouragement, and I’d love to share some as part of the celebration.
  • Join the Celebration: I’m planning to possible host a virtual event where we can connect, reflect, and give thanks for all that God has done over these years. We might possible get together in person- Stay tuned for more details.

If you’d like to be part of this 20th-anniversary celebration, please reach out to me at jayopsis@gmail.com Whether it’s sharing a memory, submitting a testimony, or joining the live event, I’d love to hear from you!

A Heartfelt Thank You

I couldn’t have made it this far without your prayers, support, and encouragement. This blog has been a place of personal growth, wrestling with truth, and finding hope in the Word of God. I’m so grateful for the community that has formed here over the years.

Stay tuned as we count down to November 10th. I’ll be sharing reflections, stories, and a few surprises along the way. Let’s celebrate this milestone together and look forward to what God has in store for the next chapter of Jayopsis!

In Christ,

Jay

Sunday, October 13, 2024

Book Review: Review of The Heart of Everything That Is: The Untold Story of Red Cloud, An American Legend by Bob Drury and Tom Clavin

Took long enough for me to finally finish it!

The Heart of Everything That Is is a gripping and deeply researched biography of Red Cloud, one of the most powerful and overlooked leaders in American history. The book captivated me from start to finish, providing an eye-opening look at the legendary Lakota chief who led his people to victory against the U.S. military in the 19th century.

What sets this biography apart is how it shines a light on Red Cloud’s strategic brilliance. His victory in Red Cloud’s War was not just about physical might, but about diplomacy, leadership, and vision. The authors skillfully detail how Red Cloud united a fractured Lakota nation and leveraged alliances with other tribes to preserve his people’s way of life against overwhelming odds.

The book also paints a vivid picture of the rugged American West, showcasing the harsh realities faced by both the Lakota and the encroaching settlers. The storytelling is fast-paced and the writing crisp, making this an engrossing read. I appreciated how Drury and Clavin wove together the narrative of Red Cloud’s personal life with the broader historical context of the United States' expansion into Native American lands.

For me, The Heart of Everything That Is not only sheds light on Red Cloud’s tactical genius but also portrays his enduring legacy—how he fought not just for territory, but for the survival of his people and their culture. It's a fascinating and at times heartbreaking story that brings much-deserved attention to a true American legend.

In conclusion, I found this book fantastic, and I highly recommend it to anyone interested in American history, Native American leaders, or those who enjoy well-researched biographies. Red Cloud’s story is one that should be known, and this book does it justice.

It also inspired a song- you can listen to it here:

Red Cloud's War

Friday, October 11, 2024

Keeping the Fire: A Life Survival Guide


Note: This was originally published 10 years ago- and is still a good formula for enjoying each day we receive as a gift.

There is a character archetype in literature often referred to as the Hemingway Hero. This figure, inspired by Hemingway’s life and characters, is someone who endures purely for the sake of endurance. He pushes forward not out of virtue or belief in something greater, but simply for the sake of persevering. In this, he finds a form of strength, a gritty determination that celebrates endurance for its own sake.

Hemingway wasn’t the first to capture this. Existentialists like Sartre and Camus built entire philosophies around perseverance and rebellion against meaninglessness. No one can deny the power of standing contra mundum—against the world’s grain. Camus immortalized this in his famous essay, The Myth of Sisyphus, where the ancient Greek figure is condemned to roll a stone up a hill for eternity, only to have it roll back down each time. Despite the futility of his task, Camus concludes:

“I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain! One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.”

Link: The Weight of the Absurd

This kind of toughness, though admirable, falls short of what we might call the abundant life. There is something ultimately empty about enduring just for the sake of endurance. The grind of life tends to leave men morbid, miserable, and weary. So, is there another way to live—one where we end our days not beaten down, but full of vigor, excitement, and hope?

Hemingway’s own life is a sobering example. His short story Indian Camp captures the heartbreak of suicide, seen through the eyes of young Nick as he questions his father about the tragedy:

“Why did he kill himself, Daddy?” “I don’t know, Nick. He couldn’t stand things, I guess.” “Do many men kill themselves, Daddy?” “Not very many, Nick.”

Years later, Hemingway—famous, wealthy, a world traveler and adventurer—called his mother in desperation, asking what he should do with his life. Her response was brutal: “Why don’t you just do what your father did?” Shortly after, Hemingway took his favorite shotgun and ended his life.

Sisyphus, Camus, Sartre, and the Hemingway hero may have found strength in the struggle, but the tragedy is undeniable. They fought, but they ultimately found no lasting hope. Is there a different way to fight and endure—a path that leads to life rather than despair?

I firmly believe there is. My life’s goal is to stay faithful to the pursuit of this kind of life—a life filled with passion, zeal, and purpose, even as the years march on.

As a football coach, I tell my players that I want to see “unbelievable effort” when we watch game film. I want our next opponent to look at the tape and say, “Wow, look at that guy—he never quits!” Can I live my life with the same kind of relentless effort? Can I continue to find passion for life as I grow older?

I believe this is not only possible but pleasing to the Lord. It also serves as a beacon of light for others. With that in mind, I’ve broken it down into seven key “H” words that can guide us in keeping the fire alive.

1. HONEST EVALUATION

Before we can move forward, we must first be honest about where we are. I’ve wasted too much time pretending to be something I’m not. There’s no shame in acknowledging past mistakes. The key is not where you’ve been, but where you’re headed. An honest evaluation reveals that, on my own, I don’t have what it takes to live this life with passion and purpose.

2. HOLY HELPER

Once we acknowledge our limitations, we open ourselves to the Helper—the Holy Spirit, who is our seal of salvation and source of strength. The Spirit brings to mind the teachings of Christ and breathes life into the Word of God. He is the one who leads, corrects, and empowers us, guiding us toward a life that burns brightly for the Lord.

3. HARD WORK

Progress comes through disciplined, consistent effort. God is a worker, and He created us to work. Work itself is not the curse—it’s the sweat, toil, and frustration that came as a result of sin. When we work diligently with a plan and purpose, we reflect God’s image. A key principle here is simple: don’t procrastinate. Do it now.

4. HUMBLE HEART

Humility is perhaps the most crucial key. A humble heart recognizes its need for help and willingly submits to guidance. There are two kinds of hearts—the rigid and the pliable. A rigid heart is full of pride, resistant to change and improvement. But a humble heart is open to correction and eager to follow the Master’s lead. James 4:6 reminds us that “God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.”

5. HUNGRY HEART

Humility creates a hunger in us—a yearning to learn, grow, and experience life to the fullest. Instead of becoming jaded or complacent, we can approach each day with the excitement of discovery. Life ebbs away when we adopt an attitude of “been there, done that.” Stay curious, stay passionate, and keep pressing forward.

6. HIGHER ASPIRATIONS

Aim high. I once heard a friend say, “Aim for the stars; you might only hit the moon, but you’ll hit something because you aimed high.” I have long-term goals—dreams and desires that carry me forward. I’m not in a rush, but I keep moving steadily, knowing that with God’s help, I’ll reach these milestones in His timing.

7. HOPE

How can we live without hope? For the believer, hope transcends this life. I tell my football players to run five yards past the finish line—don’t let up at the end. In the same way, we should live with the end in mind, running one more step past our last breath into the arms of Jesus.

Link: Biblical Hope

Staying Childlike

If I had to sum it all up, it would be this: stay childlike. G.K. Chesterton observed the vitality and joy that children have in repeating things. They never grow weary of wonder, and neither does God. Each day, He says to the sun, “Do it again,” and to the moon, “Do it again.” We have sinned and grown old, but our Father remains young at heart.

More Sticks, Better Fire

One final point: we burn brighter when we burn together. A single stick removed from the fire will smolder and die out, but together, we fuel each other’s flames. Surround yourself with those who will encourage you and fan the flames of your passion for Christ.

Link:   A Better Fire

Let’s live with passion, vigor, and zeal until the very end. This will inspire those who come after us—our children, our grandchildren—to live the same way. There will be dark seasons, but we can never settle for mediocrity. We fight against the night, and in that fight, we find renewed energy and purpose.

Some may call this naive, but I’m determined to stay excited about life, even in the small things. When I get knocked down, I’ll keep getting back up. And I’ll keep pushing forward, rolling up my sleeves, and living fully, even now.

Link: Fighting the Fade

Link: I Smile as The Glory Fades

Thursday, October 10, 2024

Stamped on Lifeless Things- Ozymandias

It is amazing how often I am drawn back to this poem. It is dystopian and apocalyptic, but so mesmerizing.

I get sad when I think that human pride and lust for things can hurl us to a brokeness we can't even imagine.

A shattered visage- 

It is such an impressive work.


OZYMANDIAS
BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

Ozymandius is the great Ramses of Egypt and this poem is a veiled reference to some artifacts that were being delivered to the British Natural History museum. a 14 line sonnet, there is elite narrative and meaning.

The obvious message is that the pride of man always falls to the forces of time and nature in unrelenting entropy.

But I often focus on the sculptor, the one who captured the essence of the king.

I love the idea of how he carved the passions he saw in the real man and 'stamped' it on a lifeless thing.

Did he capture the real person or is this his judgement on the leader?
Of course the pedestal was approved no doubt!

In this age of AI and technology- what are we 'stamping' on lifeless things?

I also love the phrase, antique land

No matter how powerful or ruthless, he eventually crumbles to the sand and known no longer!

And that life was a 'colossal wreck'!

What an image!

 note: I wrote a song in 2024 that was an allusion to this poem- you can listen to it here:

Hurricanes and Black Holes: They May Look the Same, but Totally Different


At first glance, the swirling motion of hurricanes and black holes may seem eerily similar. Both feature a central region that exerts immense influence over the surrounding environment, and both involve rotating patterns that draw material inward. Yet, despite these visual similarities, hurricanes and black holes are fundamentally different phenomena, driven by entirely distinct forces. This paper will explore the processes behind each, highlighting their similarities and, more importantly, their key differences.
The Forces Behind Hurricanes

Hurricanes are among the most powerful and destructive storms on Earth, yet their formation and movement are the result of relatively familiar atmospheric and oceanic processes. Several factors contribute to their development, all of which are rooted in the Earth's natural systems:

Warm Water and Humid Air

The energy that fuels a hurricane comes primarily from the ocean. Warm sea surface temperatures, typically above 80°F (27°C), cause large amounts of water to evaporate into the atmosphere. This moist, warm air rises quickly, creating a low-pressure zone at the surface.

The Coriolis Effect

As warm air rises, it begins to rotate due to the Coriolis effect—a result of Earth's rotation. This force causes the air to spiral counterclockwise in the Northern Hemisphere and clockwise in the Southern Hemisphere. The Coriolis effect is responsible for the characteristic rotating structure of hurricanes, with winds spiraling inward toward the storm's center.
Low-Pressure Center

At the core of a hurricane is a region of extremely low pressure. This "eye" is surrounded by the eye wall, where the storm’s winds and rain are most intense. Air from surrounding areas rushes toward the low-pressure center, feeding the storm and causing it to intensify. As the warm, moist air rises and cools, it condenses into clouds, releasing latent heat, which further powers the storm.

Structure and Growth

As the air spirals inward and upward, the hurricane grows in size and strength. The storm’s structure becomes more defined, with distinct bands of thunderstorms circulating around the eye. This process can continue for days, as long as the storm remains over warm water and favorable atmospheric conditions.

The Forces Behind Black Holes

In contrast, black holes are not atmospheric phenomena but astrophysical objects, formed through processes entirely foreign to the Earth's weather systems. They are regions in space where gravity is so intense that not even light can escape, leading to their "black" appearance. The forces behind black holes are based on the fundamental laws of gravity and mass:

Gravitational Collapse

Black holes form when massive stars, typically more than 20 times the mass of the Sun, reach the end of their life cycle. After exhausting their nuclear fuel, these stars can no longer support themselves against gravitational collapse. If the star is massive enough, its core collapses under the force of its own gravity, compressing matter into an incredibly dense point known as a singularity.

The Event Horizon

The event horizon is the boundary surrounding the black hole. It marks the point at which the gravitational pull becomes so strong that nothing—not even light—can escape. Inside the event horizon, the known laws of physics cease to apply, and spacetime becomes infinitely warped. In many ways, the event horizon represents the "point of no return" for anything that ventures too close.

Accretion Disks

While black holes are often imagined as purely empty voids, many are surrounded by swirling disks of matter, known as accretion disks. These disks form when gas, dust, and even stars are drawn toward the black hole. As the material spirals inward, it heats up and radiates energy, sometimes emitting powerful X-rays or other forms of radiation before it finally crosses the event horizon. The motion of this swirling matter is perhaps the closest visual similarity between black holes and hurricanes, though their underlying causes differ vastly.

Comparing Hurricanes and Black Holes

Rotation

One of the most striking similarities between hurricanes and black holes is their rotation. In hurricanes, the Coriolis effect causes air to spiral around a central low-pressure area, while in black holes, the conservation of angular momentum causes matter to spiral into the accretion disk. However, the forces driving this motion are fundamentally different: hurricanes are governed by atmospheric dynamics, while black holes are ruled by gravity and relativistic effects.

Energy Source

The source of energy that powers hurricanes and black holes also differs dramatically. Hurricanes are fueled by the heat from warm ocean waters, which causes evaporation and convection. This process drives the storm’s growth and intensification. In contrast, black holes are powered by gravity, pulling in matter from their surroundings with an inexorable force that warps spacetime itself.

Nature of the Center

Perhaps the most profound difference lies in the nature of the centers of hurricanes and black holes. A hurricane’s eye is relatively calm and clear, often providing a brief respite from the storm’s violent winds and rains. In stark contrast, the center of a black hole—the singularity—is a point of infinite density where the known laws of physics break down. The calm of a hurricane’s eye belies the storm’s strength, while the singularity represents the ultimate culmination of a black hole’s destructive power.

Summary

Though hurricanes and black holes may look alike in certain respects, they are driven by entirely different forces and operate on vastly different scales. Hurricanes are immense atmospheric systems fueled by the heat of the ocean and governed by the rotation of the Earth. Black holes, on the other hand, are cosmic objects formed from gravitational collapse, with forces so extreme that even light cannot escape. While their swirling patterns may evoke similar imagery, the underlying physics that governs these two phenomena could not be more distinct.

Hurricanes affect life on Earth, while black holes remind us of the vast, unknown forces that shape the universe. Understanding both helps us appreciate the intricate, yet vastly different, forces at play in nature and the cosmos.

Wednesday, October 09, 2024

Thank-you!

I wanted to do a short post with gratitude for your feedback on my attempt to share concepts, feelings, and life experiences throughout multiple platforms on social media, including a short 'hobby' of producing ideas through music.

Blog: Jayopsis.com- incredible last few months where I am averaging over 10,000 views per month- over 800,000 for total view in my 20 year history and celebrating that 20th year this November- what will that number be?

Music- I have been posting music where I have written all the lyrics but allowing AI to make the music (though I pick the genre and ultimate selection)

Playlists: Download Soundcloud app (free) and follow me- on your device you can shuffle the songs



My Country Vibe- the best listened playlist (over 700 in 2 weeks) My Country Vibe

My Football Life- 500 listens in 2 weeks- My Football Life

The Fishbowl- alternative rock, southern rock, and rock The Fish Bowl

My Highly Functioning Introvert Self- the original- multi- genre - My Highly Functioning Introvert Self

Biblical Hope - based on my recent SS series- Biblical Hope Songs


My Year of Devotions- this site has had over 100,000 visits as well - 365 Devotions- Jayopsis

Finally, my book sales on Amazon have been consistent as well!

Devotions for a Team

Winning Edges Fishing- my best selling book

Take Care of the Temple

The Little Things- Minor Prophets

Winning Edges- Proverbs


Thanks for letting me share my heart!


Biblical Hope in the Life of Peter

Note: Be sure to check out my writings on Peter that range from April to May 2020- both short stories and analysis of 1st and 2nd Peter (The Rock Speaks)- you can find the 1st post here:

A Fishing Tale

Here is today's post-

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy, he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead…” (1 Peter 1:3-4, NIV).

Where does this living hope come from? It is rooted in the profound truth of Christ’s resurrection, a testament to God’s mercy and the promise of eternal life. This hope is not just a fleeting emotion but a steadfast assurance that guides us through life's trials.

“But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect” (1 Peter 3:15, NIV).

In times of persecution or trial, where do the answers for our hope come from? How do we respond to those who question our faith, especially when we feel the weight of the world pressing down on us? Peter, who faced intense scrutiny and eventual persecution, reminds us to answer with gentleness and respect, even when circumstances are daunting.

Peter's Failures

Peter’s journey was not without its failures. In a moment of courage and faith, he stepped out of a boat to walk on water toward Jesus (Matthew 14:22-33). However, as the wind howled and doubt crept in, he began to sink. This powerful moment illustrates how easily we can waver in our faith when faced with fear and uncertainty.

Later, during the darkest hour of Jesus' trial, Peter succumbed to pressure and denied knowing Him three times (Luke 22:54-62). Despite his earlier declarations of loyalty, fear overcame him. This denial represents our human frailty and the temptation to forsake our beliefs when it matters most.

Furthermore, Peter struggled to grasp the fullness of Jesus' mission. When he rebuked Jesus for predicting His suffering and death, he was sharply reminded by Christ, “Get behind me, Satan!” (Matthew 16:21-23). This moment highlights how we can, at times, misunderstand God's plans and intentions.

Later, even after the resurrection, Peter faced criticism for his actions, particularly when he withdrew from associating with Gentile believers out of fear of backlash from others (Galatians 2:11-14). His hypocrisy serves as a cautionary tale about the challenges of living authentically in faith.

Yet, amid these failures, we see the incredible grace of Christ. After the resurrection, Jesus lovingly restored Peter, asking him three times, “Do you love me?” (John 21:15-17). With each affirmation, Peter was not only forgiven but reinstated with a purpose: to shepherd God’s people. This restoration illustrates the depth of God’s mercy and the transformative power of grace in our lives.

The Power of Peter's Shadow

The journey of Peter did not end with his failures; rather, it culminated in a powerful ministry. In Acts 5:15-16, we read, “As a result, people brought the sick into the streets and laid them on beds and mats so that at least Peter’s shadow might fall on some of them as he passed by. Crowds gathered also from the towns around Jerusalem, bringing their sick and those tormented by impure spirits, and all of them were healed.”

Here, we see the remarkable transition from Peter’s initial struggles to a position of extraordinary influence. His very shadow became a miraculous solitude of God’s healing and hope, a testament to the living hope he now carried within him. This transformation underscores that no failure is beyond God’s ability to redeem and use for His glory.

In the life of Peter, we find a powerful narrative of hope, failure, and restoration. His story reminds us that our living hope comes from the resurrection of Christ and empowers us to respond to the world with gentleness and respect, even in our trials. Just as Peter was restored and used mightily by God, so too can we be vessels of His hope in a world that desperately needs it.

He Still Prays for Us- Remembering Brother Bryan Amid Tragedy

Growing up in Birmingham, Alabama, I was surrounded by a rich tapestry of history and community spirit that shaped my childhood. The vibrant neighborhoods, filled with friendly faces and the sounds of laughter, often reminded me of the warmth of a close-knit family. 

I attempted to capture my love for this city despite our issues in a previous post reviewing the movie, Woodlawn.

Woodlawn Post 2015

In the heart of this city stands the statue of Brother Bryan, a man whose life and legacy have become emblematic of hope and service. Known as the "Sermon on the Street," Brother Bryan dedicated himself to uplifting the downtrodden and advocating for those in need during the early 20th century. He was a beloved figure, known for his unwavering compassion and tireless efforts to provide food, shelter, and spiritual guidance to the less fortunate. His deep faith and commitment to prayer inspired countless individuals, reminding us all of the importance of kindness and community support. Through his actions, Brother Bryan left an indelible mark on Birmingham, embodying the spirit of love that continues to resonate today.

On the night of September 21, 2024 a tragic shooting in Birmingham’s bustling Five Points South area shattered lives and left a community grappling with the aftermath. Four people were killed, and 17 others were injured in what police believe was a targeted attack. As chaos erupted, the echoes of gunfire rang out in a space where laughter and joy should have thrived, marking a heartbreaking reminder of the violence that can disrupt our lives.

As bullets filled the air, people fell, people ran... the statue of Brother Bryan stayed in prayer.

Inspired by Brother Bryan’s unwavering faith and the recent tragedy, I felt compelled to express my feelings through a song. The event weighed heavily on my heart, prompting me to write song lyrics that captures the essence of hope in the face of despair. The song, titled Still He Prays, seeks to reflect the pain of loss while reminding us of the strength that comes from love and prayer.

The full song is here: 

He Still Prays

Still he prays, in the chaos and the pain,

Through the violence and the rain,

For the healing of this land.

Still he prays, though the world may turn away,

In the night and in the day,

With a hope we can’t understand.

These lines echo the sentiment that, even amid tragedy, hope can rise like a dawn after the darkest night. It is a call to remember that we are not alone in our struggles and that there is a light that can guide us through even the most difficult times.

As we reflect on Brother Bryan’s legacy and the recent events that have shaken our community, I encourage everyone to remember his message of love and prayer. In the face of violence and despair, let us seek out ways to support one another and foster hope within our hearts.

Art has the power to heal, inspire, and unite us, even when the world feels chaotic. Let us carry forward Brother Bryan’s spirit by choosing hope, compassion, and a commitment to making our community a safer, more loving place.

In times of darkness, may we always remember: hope shines bright, and it won’t fade away.

And as we pray- let's remember our Mayor, Randall Woodfin who presented a steady voice of reason and leadership in this chaos, our police officials who still are working the case, the individuals still healing, and especially the families of those who lost loved ones.

The violence needs to stop. Have we lost so much hope and regard for life that pulling a trigger seems inconsequential? Can we not reasonably find multiple approaches to limiting both guns and violence? A few small steps may save one life... what is that life worth?

Monday, October 07, 2024

The Fishbowl

I think my music writing days are finally done- I'm too cheap to pay for anything and my free Soundcloud account is at the upload max- the world is spared.

Though my country playlist was the early analytic favorite- "The Fishbowl" is by far the most listened to playlist.

'My Country Vibe"- you can find it here:



For this post, I wanted to comment on the inspiration of this playlist, which I enjoy listening to- so if anything, it has given me a fun way to hear some tunes. Multi- genre and a lot of fun for me.

Link to Playlist (25 songs)- you can listen to it at the link below- with a Soundcloud app (free) you can put the list on shuffle - I also listen to Morgan Wallen and many others on the same app.

The Fishbowl

The title "Fishbowl" is a little bit of inside humor with the people I work with and the chaos of work at times... but don't we all live in a fishbowl these days?

Song 1- The Madness- this is a song based on the Nietzche parable called "The Madman" and was part of the "God os dead" mantra. There is a lot of Francis Schaeffer here too- if we remove all form, there is only chaos- who will restore the order?

Song 2- Fighting the Fade- this is my attempt to create the energy of "Do not go gently into that good night" -

Song 3- Escape from Pandemonium- this came from a late night of insomnia and reading Milton's "Paradise Lost"- you can find a blogpost about it as well

Song 4- We Got Ourselves a Game- I love how this turned out, I tweaked the narrative from something I read a long time ago about "The Theory of Competition" and "flipping the script as underdogs". There is no truth to the rumor that this was on Diego Pavia's playlist when they upset Alabama.

Song 5- Lost in Translation- I'm really proud of this one and worked hard on it. The problems with mass communication technology and how lonely we are. I have a fondness for the alt rock sound, so this turned out much better than I hoped for

Song 6- Unknown and Unrealized- this song has huge complexity and I don't think I can sum it up in this blurp. It has an allusion to a haunting song by the Revivalists called "Soul Fight" and describes what I call - a beautiful struggle- is there joy is accepting things that are unknown or unrealized? After listening to the revivalist song (and others) I finally wrote on night:

In the space where we don’t belong,
There’s heartache but it’s still a song,
It’s where the might-have-beens all hide,
In the unknown and unrealized.

"Soulfight" has various meanings to different people- so I think the same will be for this tune.

Song 7- Things of Hell Too Well- this was just a phrase that jumped in my head on day while I was driving and is based on a Nashville musician, Rivers Rutherford quote "A man doesn't have to die to go to hell"- the song is a lament to why we don't see more heavenly things and our hearts are so weighed down.

Song 8- Blue Yeti- I was in the office one day telling a co-worker about the Abominable Snowman ride in the early 80's at the Miracle Strip in Panama City- and I got such a visual of that memory, I wanted to write lyrics that captured that amazing ride! I wasted about 2 hours trying to fit 'Abominable' into lyrics and just changed it to Blue Yeti that has an easier flow for the meter of the rhyme.

Song 9- Weekdays with Foss- in some ways, this entire music experiment is the fault of Sam Walter Foss, a newspaper poet at the turn of the 20th century that captured me about 10 years ago. Foss wrote some trivial stuff, stupid stuff, deep stuff- but he so captured life that I love just reading his quips. This songwriting is a modern day Foss experiment.

Song 10- The Whirlpool of Regret- this song will sneak up on you- it is the slow drift away from truth that we all go through- I actually saw a whirlpool one day while I was fishing and it was beautiful and made me thing about the spin would be disorienting, companions enjoying the ride, people throw in a rope to save- but we reject truth- and at some point it is too late. This isn't as much about eternal damnation as it is the e of sin when we should know better- bad company corrupts good morals.

Song 11- Cold Coffee- this is the first poem I ever wrote AFTER college and is a admonishment for my poor work ethic in my early 20's.... I'm much better now.... LOL. The hardest part of any pursuit is the finish! Do it now and do it well!

Song 12- She's a Real Girl- a shout out to my wife - but also my belief that men are ultimately attracted to women who are real and true to themselves. As a dad of three daughters, I see up close how cruel this society is to women.... way too much here that I can explain. But I love strong women who are comfortable in their own skin and don't take **** off no one.


Song 13- Electric Midnight- this one was fun- a thought experiment about my lifelong struggle with insomnia. I wrote 90% of these songs wide awake at 2 or 3 in the morning. I fall asleep dead to the world between 9 and 10 PM and wake up with my brain on fire at 1, 2 or 3 in the AM. "Awake at 2" didn't sound very cool so I thought "Electric Midnight" and then I wanted it in an 80's classic rock style like Kiss, or Judas Priest- this one came out much cooler for an old head banger like me.

Song 14- Rivals in Our Trenches- my life long love for Robert Frost's poem- "Mending Wall"- I worke don the lyrics to this for a really long time. The alt rock sound made the message pop in my opinion and I have a lot of satisfaction on this one- very appropriate to our political climate.

Song 15- The Silence of the Infinite is Evident- I wrote this after reviewing quotes I had saved from Blaise Pascal who is under rated as an apologist. The title and message cuts two ways. The silence of God is evident but His reality is evident in vast silence as well. The visible church of God is hurting and our young people especially are suffering the consequences of a moral darkness, sort of an eclipse of God. He IS still shining, just like the sun continues to shine during a solar eclipse, He is hidden, or maybe a better term; 'blocked'. Our people seem to just be gazing at the earth.

Song 16- Relics in Foul Dust- this is such a dystopian and apocalyptic song! Based on the Shelley poem, "Ozymandias" it is simply what becomes of man after he collapses on his own weight of sin. The song is figurative, but I also fear a literal one as well. "World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones".

Song 17- The Weight of the Absurd" is a shout out to Camus, Sartre, and the existentialists and based on the story "The Myth of Sisyphus" by Camus. Though I admire the rugged survival of the existentialists, the Christian message is still much better, though we can learn more about toughness!

Song 18- Still He Prays- I'm surprised how many people in Birmingham DON'T know about the Brother Bryan statue on 5 Points South. Anyway, I wrote this after the shootings when I saw the statue and the police cars and thought "He is still praying".

Song 19- Letter to My Dad- based on an actual letter written in 1947 by a young Jim Collier to his dad. a picture of that letter was included when his son Forrest sent me some documentation for a story I was going to tell about his dad in Sunday School. The letter itself was so intriguing, I spent a good week researching the letterhead, etc. And it became a short story and this song. We all long to be with out heavenly father!

Song 20- Always Almost- This phrase just came to me one day while I was driving and thinking about how many victories are so close- but "a win is a win and a beat is still a beat" - then I thought but we also 'almost' have calamity so in th elong run... it all evens out.

Song 21- Red Cloud's War- for some reason it took me almost 6 months to finish a book I was given about Red Cloud- it was a great book! But I would only take it with me on trips, etc. So when I finished, I decided to write a poem and then I turned it into this song. This is probably my favorite on the list.

Song 22- Finding Quiet- I write a lot about mental health and the anxiety and panic attacks that are prevalent in society today- we are overworked, no sabbath rest- and because of modern day technology running fast and hard- burned out, and full of FOMO. To survive some days, you just need to make it to the next day... I survive by time daily just thinking and praying alone- and that quiet space is a sanctuary. I pick a woman's voice for some of these songs just to evoke the emotion... sorry if that seems sexist.

Song 23- The Seas of God are Endless- the title comes from Foss line, but I was listening to 'Sailing" by Christopher Cross and wanted to put a sailing song on the list and it also echoes Garth Brooks, The River.

Song 24- Chasing Phantoms- any reader of Jayopsis.com will know that my title is a reference to the poem Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant- Thanatos- death and opsis- eyesight. So his poem is "a view of death" and Jayopsis is "my view" and I counter his view of death with th Christian world view. I love his poem (he wrote it at age 17) but I also reject its premise. This song is my response.

Last song- The Last Encore- this song is a lament to the loss of Eddie Van Halen and Glen Fry and when I hear their songs, I am sad that they are no longer playing them. It is so strange to hear them in their prime but know that they are gone. SO I wrote some lyrics around the idea and there are easter eggs  in the song to those two.














Saturday, October 05, 2024

The Whirlpool of Regret

'The habit of living for the applause of our fellow men in religious things is deadly to the religious affections and life, which in their very nature are Godward and must look upwards only to Him.' B.B. Warfield



This post inspired a song! You can hear it here:


I originally wrote this in 2014 and that was a response to an email I got about it:


When one becomes detached from outside, objective truth…. 

A slow drift of decay begins and you find yourself in a small whirlpool of illegitimate concepts. 

Notions, self centered comparisons, judgements, and reflections pull your eyes to the center. 

The circle becomes tighter as others are collected in your spinning skepticism. 

 The rush of waters refreshes you as you spin faster. 

Your discourse with your company provides laughter and support. 

Your swirling whirlpool is in fast current but that is of no concern. 

Your companions make you laugh which drowns out the shouts coming from the shore. 

A rope passes through the group. 

As it is tossed back and forth… it is unraveled and rejected as meaningless. 

No one casts an outward glance. 

 No challenges or questions changes the direction or slows the current….. 

Any possibility of reality is inside your rapidly spinning pool of deductions, words, agreements, disagreements. 

You lock arms in solid support of final judgement. 

There is unity within your mind and within the group. 

Cheering and singing ensues! 

 Yet despite pleading and shouting…. 

Despite numerous attempts to reach out hands, and limbs, and lifelines…. 

Your whirlpool of perception finally drops off in The Waterfall of Reality….

Now the song may make more sense.....

Rivals in Our Trenches

This thought experiment was inspired by my life long love of the Frost poem, Mending Wall. And as I see the toxic environment we live in on social media, I just pray for peace- civil discourse, and respect. And both sides are at fault!

Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.

Link to the song:

Rivals in Our Trenches


We built these walls so high, brick by stubborn brick

You stand your ground, and I stand mine, we never seem to click

We see the same horizon, but it looks so different here

You're calling out your logic, and I just cover my ears

Every answer's a question, but neither one replies

Caught up in our echoes, we only hear our sides

Rivals in our trenches, staring across the line

We’re just two stubborn hearts, convinced that we're both right

No trust, no truth, no healing, just distance and despair

We're mending walls between us, and neither of us cares

Rivals in our trenches, where the healing never starts

We've drawn the lines in dirt, but we’ve both torn apart

You build your truth in stone, I stack mine up in clay

We tend to what divides us, and let the roots decay

There's a question in the silence that neither wants to ask

Why we can't tear this wall down, instead we hold our masks

Gaslight and misinformation, both play our twisted game

But through the smoke, I wonder—do we even know our names?

Rivals in our trenches, staring across the line

We’re just two stubborn hearts, convinced that we're both right

No trust, no truth, no healing, just distance and despair

We're mending walls between us, and neither of us cares

Rivals in our trenches, where the healing never starts

We've drawn the lines in dirt, but we’ve both torn apart

"Good fences make good neighbors," so you always say

But what’s a wall that shuts us out, but keeps the hurt in play?

If I just reach across the line, could we somehow build a bridge?

Or are we forever digging deep into this bitter ridge?

Rivals in our trenches, staring across the line

We’re just two stubborn hearts, convinced that we're both right

No trust, no truth, no healing, just distance and despair

We're mending walls between us, and neither of us cares

Rivals in our trenches, where the healing never starts

We've drawn the lines in dirt, but we’ve both torn apart

We built these walls so high, thinking they’d protect

But all we've done is trap ourselves in the space where we forget

That rivals in the trenches are just people, after all

Who've built their walls so strong, they can't hear the other’s call

 

Here is Frost's poem for comparison- 

Mending Wall by Robert Frost

The narrative is that two neighbors meet each spring to mend a rock wall between their properties. The applications are deep and powerful to our discussion here:

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.

The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,

No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.

I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.

We keep the wall between us as we go.

To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:

‘Stay where you are until our backs are turned!’

We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,

One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:

He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’

Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:

‘Why do they make good neighbors? Isn’t it

Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.

Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.


Something there is that doesn't love a wall,