Thursday, May 14, 2009

Finding leads to losing

About thirty years ago in Chicago I went to a live concert by Ken Medema, a blind Christian pianist and singer. Ken was in rare form that night, and it hardly mattered that we were crowded into an auxiliary room watching on closed-circuit TV. He did the inimitable "Moses" and I think one or two others of his classics, but for the most part his concert was one long ad lib on the life and miracles of Jesus. In the course of it he kept coming back to this little chorus with doggerel rhyme, that I now half suspect he made up on the spot:

Finding leads to losing;
Losing lets you find.
Living leads to dying;
Life leaves death behind.
Losing leads to finding;
All that I can say.
No one will find life another way.

I lost count of the number of times he went back and sang that in the course of the evening. It is, of course, a paraphrase of the words of Christ: "He that saveth his life shall lose it, but he that loseth his life for my sake and the Gospel's, the same shall save it. For what shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?"

The tune has stayed with me all these years, and I can almost hear the guys from the youth group--not a very reverent lot, truth be told--singing it over and over again in the van on the way home.

And somehow, today, I had it going through my head in an entirely different context, a context which may be quite unrelated. (The temptation to blog sometimes has a negative effect on one's logical faculties.) But here is what I thought: The Internet has made it possible for me and for many others to find many friends that we would not otherwise have found--likeminded people, men of integrity whom we respect. Ideological loneliness is a real thing. We Christian conservatives, especially those of us who are traditionally minded, are not in a majority in our country or our world, and so we naturally reach out to allies and new friends, and the Internet has proven a great resource for this purpose. But that finding of friends also means that there are that many more opportunities to lose touch with people. It needn't be a matter of a falling out at all. Someone retires from blogging; a given blog closes down; people become understandably and rightly busy with real life. But just as it is a sad thing to lose touch with an old friend one has known in high school, college, graduate school, in person, it is also a sad thing to contemplate possibly losing touch with a person one has known only on the Internet.

So finding leads to losing. But in the end, whatever happens in cyberspace or physical space, we are not bound to the circles of the world. And in heaven, I think that even those we have never seen, whom we would not now recognize if we passed them on the street or in the store, we will recognize.

So losing leads to finding after all.

Zippy Catholic: Pax

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thank you for this, Lydia.

Lydia McGrew said...

Glad you saw it, Zippy. For a while there I was almost afraid I'd been too subtle. :-)

Go under the mercy.

Pastor Greg said...

I was in a band that was doing the music for a youth ski conference in New Mexico. The guest artist for one of the nights was, Ken Medema. That afternoon, we, the band/Ken/and his manager had gone into Santa Fe to see a movie ... Yep .. you heard me right ... Ken Medema went with us to "see" a movie. The movie was ... "Close Encounters of the Third Kind." That evening is the night that Ken composed, Finding Leads to Losing." It was the message he received from "watching" the movie. Years later, I am a pastor, using this song in my sermon this weekend one osing it all to find everything. What a blessing.

Lydia McGrew said...

That is really cool, Pastor Greg!

Jeff Owens said...

I was fortunate to get to know Ken during the very early years. Both my parents were in the music ministry and encouraged Ken to think about doing the same thing. At that time he was working as a music therapist. I remember the times he would come over to our house to record some of his latest songs. My Mother who has perfect pitch like Ken, would learn the piano part by ear from the recording. They would then perform many of Ken's songs when they were out on the road. I'm actually listening to one of those recording sessions right now as I am typing this. One of my favorite things off of this particular recording was something I don't think Ken ever recorded on an album.

As a music therapist Ken would sometimes work with children. One little girl Ken worked with had stopped speaking. I think something traumatic had happened to her. So Ken wrote this amazing song just for her, and recorded it on a tape and gave it to her. She would listen to the song over and over again, eventually coming out of her shell and speaking again.

Here are the lyrics to the song:

One of the loveliest treasures of spring, is a flower.
But springs very loveliest treasure is you. (repeat)

Like a springtime flower, you must plant your feet firmly on the ground.
Like a springtime flower, you must gather light from all around.

Like a springtime flower, lift your head to the sunrise.
Let the light meet your longing eyes.
Take the light that you see, and the life that you feel.

Live it every day.
Live it every day.
Give it away.

One of the loveliest treasures of spring, is a flower.
But springs very loveliest treasure is you.