Sunday, December 30, 2007

Doubting Juno

Yesterday I ventured into Detroit to see a play. It was pretty cool being like the only 2 white people in this little theatre somewhere in Detroit, not too far from Hamtramck.


Ok, so I loved this play. Doubt: a parable I didn't know what to expect, because we were there to support a friend and I didn't research the play at all beforehand. It won the Tony Award for best play in 2005. And it also won the Pulitzer Prize. The theatre was so small and there were only 4 people in the cast, but it was so good. So many good speeches and statements about doubt, certainty, God, the church, racial relations, and the list goes on. They are turning it into a film with Meryl Streep as one of the main characters. It is being filmed in the Bronx right now. I can't wait until it comes out. She'll be cast as the head nun. I'm sure she will make a very scary head nun / principle of this catholic school. Our friend Jenny, who recently returned from New York, was the younger, idealistic, good nun. There was a priest who seemed good, but then you doubt his character as the play progresses. Actually, it's cool how the play ends. It's very open ended. I asked Jenny how she deals with that. She said it keeps things interesting. Every time they do a show, she has a different opinion on whether or not the priest is guilty. And she says she often bases this judgement on how he said a few lines or how he made her feel in certain scenes. That keeps things interesting for the cast. The script, of course, never changes.

Matt, Jenny and I then had lunch at the famous Polish Village in Hamtramck. I have heard of this legendary restaurant for like 6-7 years. I finally went. : ) Whoever thought dill pickle soup was so delicious? They had amazing pierogie too.


Yesterday I accomplished another first. As everyone knows, they serve wine and alcoholic beverages at Emagine. But did you know you can get 16 ounces of red wine in a clear plastic cup with a straw. Yes, you drink the wine with a straw. So fun ! : ) I want to do this at every movie I see now.


But the wine isn't as cool as the movie we saw. Juno. It's the best movie I remember seeing this year. With close seconds being August Rush and P.S. I love you. So Juno - Priceless sarcasm. Whoever wrote this screenplay has a divine gift for sarcasm. The movie actually is about how a young girl accidentally gets pregnant, contemplates abortion, but then finds a way to give it to another couple. It's not so clear cut though. Her decisions don't seem contrived, but like a natural progression like in real life. It's raw and gritty, which made it so real. Another part that brought it home for me, literally, was the fact that it took place in Minnesota. I don't think anyone would pick up on that unless they are from Minnesota. It wasn't obvious. But as I watched the film, they kept mentioning all these places I've been to in Minnesota. Places where I actually have memories, however fuzzy, from growing up: Stillwater, St. Cloud, Minnetonka, Ridgedale, etc. It's funny. I've done something in every one of those cities. They pretty much never reference Minnesota in important films. I think the last appearance Minnesota made in a feature film was Fargo. And that was a bloody mess. Dark. Reminds me of Macbeth. This film showed a story about how to do the right thing given a very messy situation.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Stille Nacht

This is too funny to not save a little blog space for.

I have to admit I was not having the greatest attitude in the world about spending Christmas (and Thanksgiving) with borrowed families. But I was able to spend thanksgiving, Christmas eve and Christmas with various sets of good friends, so I had a lot of fun. Still not quite the same as your own family, but it's probably a good thing to build relationships with people close by. And you meet a lot of people you wouldn't normally meet.

I went to Valerie's sister's for Christmas. It was a nice small family party. She has cool siblings and in-laws who make their own wine and beer, one works for Apple, another is chief doctor of a hyperbariatric program in New York, another runs a wellness center. So lots of cool people.

But this is the funny and interesting part. Just before we were about to leave to watch "P.S. I love you" (sigh.....), some carolers came to the house. I appreciate this more because I just had been singing carols at people's houses last weekend. But they were Mormon carolers. : ) How funny is that? They sang Silent Night, which is pretty much my favorite Christmas song. We started to clap after the first rendition, thinking it's over. Then one closed her book and sang it in perfect German. This is what gets me. This is too good to be true. I have been wanting to hear this in German for a long time because Stille Nacht just sounds cool.

It was originally "Stille Nacht" and written in German in 1818 by Josef Mohr. I think my favorite line is "Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh" - "sleep in heavenly peace" or "Glories stream from heaven above" which is in the German in some form some where, maybe "Aus des Himmels goldenen Höhn." But I'm not completely sure. There's most of it below. It's a little different than the English version, but the sentiment is the same.

That's pretty impressive and hilarious. God used Mormons to fulfill one my various, however silly and teutonic, christmas wishes. I just have heard a lot of bad things about Mormons, or at least about their marriage practices and doctrinologies. (Yes, I know that isn't a word. But I couldn't decide between doctrine and theology. I felt the two had to be combined.)

Stille Nacht! Heil'ge Nacht!
Alles schläft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute hoch heilige Paar.
Holder Knab' im lockigen Haar,
Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh!

Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht,
Hirten erst kundgemacht
Durch der Engel Halleluja,
Tönt es laut von fern und nah
Christ, der Retter ist da!
Christ, der Retter ist da!

Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht,
Gottes Sohn, o wie lacht
Lieb' aus deinem göttlichen Mund,
Da uns schlägt die rettende Stund'.
Christ, in deiner Geburt!
Christ, in deiner Geburt!

Friday, December 7, 2007

morning song

I was having a really rough morning a few weeks ago. The best thing for rough mornings is coffee, or any morning for that matter. I mean seriously, it is called "morning." However, this morning, this day wasn't usual. Many things about my life seemed pointless and thankless. And all of those pointless and thankless things seemed to be piling up on all sides. And it appeared as if things were getting much more difficult, not better.

I walked into Espresso Royale hardly able to hold back the tears. But I really wanted coffee even if I looked really sad when I ordered it. So I went to get coffee. An older women walked in right after me and stood behind me in line. I was still trying to look somewhat composed as I stood there. Then the woman started softly humming an old, familiar hymn. My first thought was "can she do that here? is that OK?" But I'm so glad she did. The whole time I waited in line to order she quietly sang this hymn. Had it been any other morning, it wouldn't have been so significant. I would have thought it was nice, but it wouldn't have been such a great comfort. I somehow choked out the words necessary to order a mocha. Then as I waited to pick up my drink, she continued with the song. Each note and phrase of the hymn was so deeply touching. I wanted to turn and say something to her but I knew I would have totally lost it.

Here are the words. It's familiar, but not played a lot lately.

I love You, Lord
and I lift my voice
to worship You
o my soul, rejoice!
Take joy, My King,
in what You hear,
may it be a sweet,
sweet sound in Your ear.

I didn't quite know all the words at the time, but I knew that hymn and remember singing it. I really felt God's presence that morning. It was so unexpected. All day long that song was with me. It helped me get through the day and reminded me what is most important. Though the pain of everything hadn't gone away, it was so comforting to know God was paying attention to me and cared. I didn't feel so insignificant and unlovable. And it gave me hope that I was in the right place and not way off course.