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CHRIST CHURCH                   Christmas and Epiphany  2017-2018

Rochester, NY                      The SONG                            vol. 3 issue  2

 

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 ©2017 David C.F.C. Jutsum

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Elizabeth Dugdale with assistant Thomas Dugdale

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art below: Val Jutsum & Tim Jutsum@2003 acrylic on canvas

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editors letter


An open letter to Go Bags

 

Dear Go Bags,

 

I hope you won’t think me impertinent, referring to you by your new name. But, in fact I only learned of your name last week while listening to a news report about the fires in California. We had been companions on other adventures a few years ago. Perhaps you remember? You would be  ready with various things in anticipation of the arrival of a new member of our family. I admit that I mostly neglected you on those outings. As it turned out, I never stayed long enough to need your services. I commend your faithfulness, though. You were always at the ready and always on the job.

 

I understand that your new work is much more stressful. I heard that you wait by the door, as you did for me. But, now, instead of a baby, a dangerous undertaking in itself as I’m sure you’ll agree, you wait for notice of evacuation to flee an inferno. I admit I had not considered, at all, the dark side of your purpose. Yet, now that it has come to my attention I realize you have always done such work. You are the bag to take when people need to go. You are the bag that carries their choices of what is really important.  

 

Oh Go Bag, I realize now, that you are just the thing to consider when thinking about Advent.  Be ready. Be vigilant. Know what is important. It is Go or No Go. Be ready to GO.

 

I realize you were with Them. You made the trip from Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to the city of David called Bethlehem. That time you were waiting for a baby. So many envy you that trip, although, at the time, I’m sure it didn’t appear to be what it actually was, the WORD made flesh, come among us. Although, a few figured it out. We aren’t waiting for a baby anymore. We do wait in joyful hope of the personal appearance of God again, but, not a baby this time. This time will be the change of everything. Yes, we wait in joyful hope. 

 

It turns out that hope is what you’re all about, isn’t it? People flee with you in hope of a salvation from war, horror, oppression, famine, fire. You represent our hope as you force us to decide what we care about, what we can go on with. You are bigger than your physical identity. You, Go Bag, by representing Advent, will always be with us, now. You inspire us to be ready to choose to cast away the works of darkness and put on the armor of light now…that at the last day we may rise with Him to Life immortal. I once heard God’s Grace defined as His Love active. We chose to have you hold Grace for us and in that way we will be ready for our dearest longings. Thank you, dear Go Bags, thank you.

 

Best Wishes,

 

Val Jutsum

 

 

editors letter


An open letter to Go Bags

 

Dear Go Bags,

 

I hope you won’t think me impertinent, referring to you by your new name. But, in fact I only learned of your name last week while listening to a news report about the fires in California. We had been companions on other adventures a few years ago. Perhaps you remember? You would be  ready with various things in anticipation of the arrival of a new member of our family. I admit that I mostly neglected you on those outings. As it turned out, I never stayed long enough to need your services. I commend your faithfulness, though. You were always at the ready and always on the job.

 

I understand that your new work is much more stressful. I heard that you wait by the door, as you did for me. But, now, instead of a baby, a dangerous undertaking in itself as I’m sure you’ll agree, you wait for notice of evacuation to flee an inferno. I admit I had not considered, at all, the dark side of your purpose. Yet, now that it has come to my attention I realize you have always done such work. You are the bag to take when people need to go. You are the bag that carries their choices of what is really important.  

 

Oh Go Bag, I realize now, that you are just the thing to consider when thinking about Advent.  Be ready. Be vigilant. Know what is important. It is Go or No Go. Be ready to GO.

 

I realize you were with Them. You made the trip from Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to the city of David called Bethlehem. That time you were waiting for a baby. So many envy you that trip, although, at the time, I’m sure it didn’t appear to be what it actually was, the WORD made flesh, come among us. Although, a few figured it out. We aren’t waiting for a baby anymore. We do wait in joyful hope of the personal appearance of God again, but, not a baby this time. This time will be the change of everything. Yes, we wait in joyful hope. 

 

It turns out that hope is what you’re all about, isn’t it? People flee with you in hope of a salvation from war, horror, oppression, famine, fire. You represent our hope as you force us to decide what we care about, what we can go on with. You are bigger than your physical identity. You, Go Bag, by representing Advent, will always be with us, now. You inspire us to be ready to choose to cast away the works of darkness and put on the armor of light now…that at the last day we may rise with Him to Life immortal. I once heard God’s Grace defined as His Love active. We chose to have you hold Grace for us and in that way we will be ready for our dearest longings. Thank you, dear Go Bags, thank you.

 

Best Wishes,

 

Val Jutsum

 

 

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A sense of something deep, of something more: don’t stop being ready: a few short musings on Advent; SPOILER ALERT: there is no strong conclusion.

by- David Jutsum

Advent is my favorite season in the church year (which is probably true about every season. But, right now, it’s Advent, so Advent wins, right now.) In Advent we are given a sense of something deep, something more, something in the form of a longing. There’s a feeling in your spirit that there is something on the outside that is reaching out to you, on the inside. There is something coming, there’s more, it’s going to happen. It is like a giant storm, full of beauty, majesty, awe. Advent is about deep things, things too deep for words. things of the spirit. In all probability, the most important things, because, what could be more important than that which the whole Christian world has looked forward to since the first coming? This message comes through words, through hymns, through images, hints and deeply personal experiences.

Advent is a cliffhanger. The Lord is coming again, at a time when we least expect him. When will that be? Nobody knows. Will it happen? Yes, definitely. In the old Saturday morning movie serials, the cliffhanger from last week would be resolved in mere moments: the barrel of dynamite which was about to explode bounced out of the wagon when it rolled over a bump, and exploded harmlessly in some sagebrush. Now, onto this week’s plot. The Advent cliffhanger is a two way street: he is coming in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye: will we be ready?  The five foolish virgins who did not have enough oil stopped being ready. Will I? We are perpetually left waiting for the beginning of the next episode. As of yet, it remains unresolved.

Advent is also like reading science fiction. There is all kinds of wildness, weirdness, creatures, warning, foreboding. You know, end of the world stuff.

Advent is about death. In my way of looking, the Second Coming happens every time someone dies, at least for that person. That which is mortal is swallowed up by Life. “Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding: Christ is nigh, it seems to say!”

Advent is also the time of many important life events for me, personally. My mother died in Advent, when I was sixteen years old. Six  years later, I entered into a deep personal relationship with God, during Advent. two years later, our first son was born, seven weeks premature, on the second Sunday of Advent. 

Advent is a time when God has frequently spoken to me. (I do not hear voices when God speaks to me. Usually, there is a scripture passage which pierces into some place deep inside what I call my spirit. Other times it could happen when someone says something. “Give it to the Lord” is such an example from our lives. We would bring our laundry list of complex problems to our parish priest, and his answer was often, “Well, just give it to the Lord”.  At first it was infuriating, but it stood the test of time, and has achieved mantra status.)

Do you believe in the Holy Spirit? I do. I believe in the Holy Spirit. Let’s talk about the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is God, but we hardly ever talk about him. Sometimes I do. But I kind of put Him on a shelf, if I had to be honest about it. Maybe it’s possible that the Holy Spirit is the home of the mysterious, the brooding, the wonderful, the communication to your spirit from God. You get these inklings, these hints, this super sense of Otherness; Otherness which is there, but not in any hurry to reveal itself, yet it’s there for the taking. You can’t just like manhandle it. You can’t just grab it. I don’t know how you get it. I guess, you mostly just receive it. Back in the old days, it could come in vague feelings. Those WOW moments when it was like, “Wow! I just experienced something intense! I wonder what it was?” I remember some large foundation stones on a church on St. Paul Street, on the way to work. They were marked with moisture stains in melancholy patterns,  which evoked this sense of grandeur and sadness. I believe that was one way the Holy Spirit was informing me that I was actually involved in the midst of drama of the highest degree.

I want to end this mishmash by giving an example from when our first child, David Charles Frederick Cook Jutsum, was born way too soon. After several days, while he was still in intensive care, we sat in the hospital cafeteria, at our wits’ end. A bible verse came to mind: “I go to prepare a place for you. Let not your heart be troubled. For I shall return and dwell with you. Neither be afraid.” It was like magic. We realized that our job was to go home and prepare Davey’s place. It was implied, God would take care of the rest. He was home, under the tree, before Christmas. 

Oftentimes, the Book of Common Prayer has the knack of translating an intensely personal experience into beautiful words: We beseech thee, Almighty God, to purify our consciences by thy daily visitation , that when thy Son Jesus Christ cometh he may find in us a mansion prepared for himself; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen

 

 

 

 

 

art below: The Nativity And Adoration Of The Shepherds Detail- Giotto Di Bondone 1304-1306

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Ruth's Page


Ruth's Page


Ruth's column

The Feast of The Holy Name 2018

“She will bear a son,” the angel spoke from a dream to Joseph, “and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.” As otherworldly as the announcement was, yet the naming itself is a very human moment, one bound up in the faithful religious practice of the parents, the name itself  bound up with Jesus’ own human journey. The naming is also a divine moment, one that binds Jesus’ human identity with God, his name meaning, more or less, GOD saves. We call him Jesus in English by way of the Greek: Yeshuah, possibly Yehoshua. As the child derives his own being from the being of God, so His name derives in part from God’s name: ehyeh asher ehyeh, I am who am; I will be with you as who I am – as the child himself carries all the power and promise of Yahweh’s salvation, so the child’s name carries within it all of the power and the promise of the very Name of God. All that I AM meant to the people who waited for him, for Emmanuel, for God with us, the promise of that name fulfilled in the naming of the child.

His name was called Jesus. It was a common name in his day (not uncommon in our own). But unlike other names, the name was given him by the angel before He was conceived in the womb.  Yeshuah was not merely a name Joseph and Mary gave to the child, but from all eternity this child was given the name Yeshuah, the child who is both God and man: the God who saves by becoming man.  The name signifies not only who he is: the name from the moment of the Incarnation becomes holy because it is a name from the depths of God Himself.  

If this strikes us as odd - the idea of the holiness of a NAME – it is probably because what really strikes us as odd is the very idea of the holy, period.  We say the word easily enough - we confess one holy Catholic and apostolic Church: but what does the word really mean to us today?  We can chalk it up to secularism, as always, but the loss of the holy is especially heightened in a culture of increasing narcissm. In a world where we see ourselves at the center – in all of the ways we do that- our righteous notions (guided and misguided) about human progress, consumption of self-help books, our designation of time off as “me time,” It is in true solitude (not me time) that we encounter the holy. 

Holiness can exist only if we believe that we are not the center of being, only if we accept the possibility of something or someone extraordinary beyond our comprehension, only know at least a whiff of fear and trembling at the center of our lives.  For the most part, a holy person today someone who does the right thing. The phrase: holier than thou, says it all.  That’s the narcism, because holiness is not something we aspire to. The holy is so drastically different from us, outside of us, and wholly other. It’s easy to forget this, but when you remember, it hones your vision. [reference to Starbucks coffee cup on the altar]

In its orgins, the Eucharist was actually perceived as an an action rather than human words and human activity.. an intermingling of divine and human activity. There was a time when people were in awe, and waited and watched for the glimmers into the presence of the Divine that went beyond mere doctrine about the Real Presence. That is pretty much what we witness today on the Feast of the Holy Name: the intermingling of Divine and Human activity in such a way that something as simple as a name becomes sacramental. While the rest of the world hunkers in this morning to keep warm and recover from whatever bombastic New Year’s celebrations happened last night, here, in the quiet solitude of this little chapel we witness the turning of time and the waking of new life as we celebrate the naming of a newborn long ago..as we witness the holiness of that event that still surrounds us because the name from the moment of the Incarnation became holy...and like the Eucharist we celebrate in his name, it comes from the depths of God himself.

See you in church,

Ruth+

Did you know that Ruth has a blog? It's beautiful and you can find it here-

https://christchurchrochester.tumblr.com/

 

 

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Leaf from an Antiphonary with Historiated Initial (H) with The Nativity (recto) and Music (verso), early 14th Century

Italy, Tuscany, 14th century

ink, tempera, and gold on parchment, Sheet: 53 x 38 cm (20 13/16 x 14 15/16 in.). Purchase from the J. H. Wade Fund 1953.285

Cleveland Museum of Art

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Stephen Kennedy


Stephen Kennedy


Notes from Stephen Kennedy

MUSIC NOTES FROM STEPHEN

 

The season of Advent is rich with music expressing longing, waiting, impending joy, and celebration. Below are a few examples of anthems and motets that will be performed within Sunday Eucharists by the Christ Church Choir and at Compline by the Schola Cantorum.  

 

Oculi omnium                                                   Charles Wood (1866-1926)

 

Translation: The eyes of all wait upon thee, [O Lord]; and thou givest them their meat in due season.

Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing. Alleluia.

For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed.

He that eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, dwelleth in me, and I in him.Alleluia.

 

Tollite hostias                                                      Camille Saint-Saëns (1835-1921)

Translation: Raise the hosts, and worship God in his holy court. 

May the heaven rejoice, and may the earth dance before the face of God, for He comes. 

Hallelujah!

 

Veni redemptor gentium                                     Jacob Handl (1550-1591)

Translation: Come, redeemer of the peoples, and show the birth from a Virgin; every age shall acclaimthat such a birth befits God.

 

The Lamb                                                              John Tavener (1944-2013)

Little Lamb who made thee 

Dost thou know who made thee 

Gave thee life & bid thee feed. 

By the stream & o'er the mead; 

Gave thee clothing of delight, 

Softest clothing wooly bright; 

Gave thee such a tender voice, 

Making all the vales rejoice!  

Little Lamb who made thee 

Dost thou know who made thee  

Little Lamb I'll tell thee, 

He is called by thy name, 

For he calls himself a Lamb: 

He is meek & he is mild, 

He became a little child: 

I a child & thou a lamb, 

We are called by his name. 

Little Lamb God bless thee.  

 

Ave Maria                                                               Camille Saint-Saëns (1835-1921)

Translation: Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and in the hour of our death. Amen.

Stephen Kennedy
Music Director
Christ Church Rochester
Instructor of Sacred Music
Eastman School of Music

Bonus!

This improvisation attempts to reflect the bold themes of the Martin Luther’s text of “Nun comma, der Heiden Heiland” which is based on text of Ambrose of Milan (340-397).  All verses of this hymn are not in our hymnal but are listed here as translated by William M. Reynolds.

 

1 Savior of the nations, come, 
virgin's Son, make here Thy home!
Marvel now, O heav'n and earth,
that the Lord chose such a birth.

2 Not by human flesh and blood,
but the Spirit of our God,
was the Word of God made flesh--
woman's Offspring, pure and fresh.

3 Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child
Of the Virgin undefiled!
Though by all the world disowned,
still to be in heav'n enthroned.

4 From the Father forth He came
and returneth to the same,
captive leading death and hell--
high the song of triumph swell!

5 Thou the Father's only Son,
hast o'er sin the vict'ry won.
Boundless shall Thy kingdom be;
when shall we its glories see?

6 Brightly doth Thy manger shine,
glorious is its light divine.
Let not sin o'ercloud this light;
ever be our faith thus bright.

7 Praise to God the Father sing,
Praise to God the Son, our King,
Praise to God the Spirit be
Ever and eternally. 

 

(I call it Awesome!)


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For more information about concerts and music events, please visit the Christ Church website: 

http://www.christchurchrochester.org/

You can also find the billboard of ongoing and special future events by going to the top of this section and clicking on the link "MUSIC GALLERY".

Here are just a few ways in which Christ Church members and friends may participate in our program:

• Becoming an Usher/Candle-lighter for Compline

• Make contributions to our Friends of Music Fund. This fund supports music at Christ Church.  It also enables us to provide musical outreach to the Rochester community through music-training programs, concerts, and enables us to enhance our liturgies with music.  

• Purchase our various CD recordings for friends and family members as gifts.

• Assist in publicizing music at Christ Church by helping sending emails to the local media

Please contact me if you are interested in participating in any aspect of our music program at Christ Church. Stephen Kennedy, Music Director stephenk@rochester.rr.com You may also support our music education and enrichment opportunities for young musicians who are dedicating their lives to the field of sacred music by contributing to Christ Church’s "Friends of Music" fund.

Please continue to follow the musical life of our parish by reading the monthly Music Notes and Calendar that are emailed from my address  via MailChimp. 

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The music sound files contained here are from the new CD recordings that have just been released. These recordings are available for purchase by clicking the link below. The music used in this publication is edited.  

http://www.christchurchrochester.org/recordings-cd-shop

Other links of interest are:

https://www.facebook.com/ccscholacantorum/?fref=ts

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Please click on the word "TOP" just below. It will take you back to the top of the opening page. From there please click on the words in the upper right side of the page to explore additional articles, news and events. There is also a photo gallery and many other wonderful things to see. The links are called:

"SONG"   "NEWS & EVENTS"  CHAPEL GALLERY"  MUSIC EVENT GALLERY"  "CONTACT"    "ARCHIVE"

The "CONTACT" page is also a place to leave comments or requests. The "ARCHIVE" page will show you past issues. 

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