Remember

I often think about the Eucharist.  I am amazed at how little, in the New Testament, it is mentioned.  Most often, it is called, simply, “breaking bread,” and seems to imply that the Eucharist of the early church may have been a memorial meal, shared by all of the saints, which offered a chance of fellowship and memory, possibly not unlike our own Thanksgiving meals.

We have moved it to something very somber, though.  Most faiths tend to have it as a part of the design of worship, with specific prayers.  Some faiths, even, have the Eucharist offered by a leader in the church.  And, like most human things, it has its varying degrees of executions, but always with some sort of quiet meditation.

And that is not wrong, or offensive.  I shared a conversation with a member of my church, just last week, who said he has grown tired of an image of a crucifed Christ displayed during the communion moments.  Instead, he wanted a picture of an empty tomb, because, he said, “that’s what all of this is about, anyway.”

I believe our exercising of the Eucharist would be found insulting by those in the earliest models of the Christian church.  What seems to be a celebratory meal of fellowship has been turned into just another moment in the design of a worship event.  Long gone are the loaves of bread, broken together, with large pieces eaten and chased by overflowing cups of wine.   Instead, there are small wafers, and a slight sip, all with the idea to remember the remarkable moment in the Christian faith.

Maybe these ideas are foreign to you.  Perhaps you worship in a church where the Eucharist is only observed during special days, or occassions, or maybe you worship in a church where communion is shared every Sunday.  Either way, it deserves a second look.

Which brings me to the following story.  It is a slight story about the Berlin Wall, but I think it says volumes about the human desire to simply remember, both the awful, and the celebrations which follow.

Twenty Years After, Berlin Wall Gets a Facelift
by Kristen Grieshaber, for the Associated Press

Stroke by stroke, Gerhard Kriedner applied pink acrylic paint with a small brush on a 14-yard stretch of the Berlin Wall, recreating the mural he first painted months after the Berlin Wall came down on Nov. 9, 1989.

Kriedner and 90 artists from around the world have gathered again to repaint their original creations on the concrete slabs, bringing new life to images that have been eroded by the elements over the last two decades, on the longest remaining length of the wall that once split Germany’s capital.

“This is a very emotional thing for me,” Kriedner, 69, said, adding that he escaped from communist East Germany to the West himself as a young man. “The Berlin Wall stands for the total lack of freedom we had at the time.”

While Berliners were initially eager to tear down the city’s most detested symbol, in recent months there has been a major effort to restore the 3/4 mile-long (1.3-kilometer) dilapidated East Side Gallery — a major tourist attraction with 106 different paintings and graffiti.

“The wall was rotten through and through,” Kriedner said on a recent chilly, overcast autumn day as he put the finishing touches on his mural — a dark, barren landscape with bursting soap bubbles colored pink and light blue, his interpretation of the promise of Socialist dreams colliding with reality.

“In order to restore the wall, the entire artwork was scraped off, the concrete was chiseled down to the steel insides, and then everything had to be reapplied, but this time with waterproof acrylic paints,” the Bavarian artist said, adding that he’d been working off a photo of his original piece to ensure the new version mimicked the original.

Kani Alavi, the head of the East Side Gallery’s Artists’ Association, has been the driving force behind the restoration work that started in October 2008. Alavi lobbied for years to collect the euro2.5 million ($3.7 million) from the city, state and federal governments needed for the restoration process. That included room and board for the artists, who otherwise worked for free.

Of the initial group of artists, only five declined to participate in the renovation project. Six others died and their murals have been restored by other artists.

“We thought it was really important to recreate the paintings because, by now, there’s a whole new generation that no longer remembers the original Berlin Wall and the historic events that led to Germany’s reunification,” said Alavi, an Iranian-born artist who had already restored his own mural of East Germans crossing Checkpoint Charlie into West Berlin on the night the border opened for the first time.

Every day, the East Side Gallery in Berlin’s formerly eastern Friedrichshain neighborhood attracts thousands of tourists who pose for snapshots in front of the murals.

The western side of the wall was covered in graffiti during the decades after the barrier was erected on Aug. 13, 1961. The eastern side stood barren, desolate and guarded by stern border police for decades. Only after the wall’s collapse did a group of Berlin artists decide to decorate the stretch — the first joint art project of the formerly divided city.

They called on artists from around the world to join them in expressing their feelings in paint and color on the formerly untouchable east side of the wall.

“We had nothing, only cheap paint and brushes, but we were so euphoric about all the historic changes and we wanted to express them in our paintings,” Alavi said, adding that the murals show the joy and hopefulness of overcoming injustice that people believed was possible at the time.

Since then, pollution, weather and time turned famous images like the fraternal communist kiss between East German leader Erich Honecker and Soviet leader Leonid Brezhnev, or the East German Trabant car that appears to be bursting through the wall, into a sad sight — with long cracks in the concrete and big chunks of paint flaking off.

Then there were the souvenir-seekers who chipped off pieces of rock or scrawled their names and messages atop the paintings.

The East Side Gallery received historic monument status in 1991. But despite new signs asking visitors not to tamper with the bright new paintings, it’s uncertain whether the new art will be free from graffiti, vandalism or souvenir hunters.

Some, however, didn’t seem to mind that prospect.

Julie Zinser, a tourist from Riverside, California who was strolling down along the wall said she loved the paintings, but the bright new colors made the it look less authentic.

“It seems like the gritty beauty of this city got a little lost,” Zinser said and then posed for a photo with her two daughters.

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

What is a memory worth, anyway?  To these artists, it is a teaching moment, a moment when the world will once again understand the oppressive effects of a dividing wall broken against a surge of freedom.  Old artists now want to use it as a canvas, to teach this generation of such a powerful moment, for those in Germany, and even in the world.

We have a need to remember.  We glance through old photographs, share stories around weekend dinners, watch black and white films, all because we really do like to remember those moments.

The Eucharist is a common memory, then, a chance to again find great peace and celebration in an act of deliverance.  But what is this memory worth to you?

Invisible

Behold the invisibility of artist Liu Bolin.

Liu Bolin, an artist in Beijing, captured the previous images, after an investment of ten hours per photograph.

His ability to successfully adapt to his environment has gained him international fame.  Concerning his work, he wrote the following statement, found here:

Now, in the real material world, the world views of different people’s are also different. Each person chooses his/her own way in the process of contacting outside world. I choose to merge myself into the environment. Saying that I am disappeared in the environment, it would be better to say that the environment has licked me up and I can not choose active and passive relationship.

In the environment of emphasizing cultural heritage, concealment is actually no place to hide.

It is hard to not be reminded of similar words, found in the New Testament:

Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

A very powerful, visual reminder — concealment is nothing more than a blending with an oppressive environment. 

Transforming power can only be found in an escape.

Displayed

The following images were photographed by Jim Reed.  They are also published in his book Storm Chaser:  A Photographer’s Journey

They capture an awesome power, throughout the universe displayed.

Thunderstorm in Oklahoma, 2002

Thunderstorm in Oklahoma, 2002

Isolated Thunderstorm in Kansas, 2004

Isolated Thunderstorm in Kansas, 2004

A Super Storm in Kansas

A Super Storm in Kansas

A Supercell near Medicine Lodge, Kansas

A Supercell near Medicine Lodge, Kansas

A Tornado, 500 Feet In Front of a Kansas State Trooper Patrol Car

A Tornado, 500 Feet In Front of a Kansas State Trooper Patrol Car

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If your thirst for such images has not been satisfied, you can find more here.

Top

Buzz Aldrin once said that from the moon, he could cover the earth with the tip of his thumb.

When I vacation in the Gulf of Mexico, I often stand with my ankles in the ocean, and look away, over the waters, to the horizon, and have my own feelings of insignificance.  There is much I do not understand about the plan of God here.

It is humbling to feel so insignificant.  And the following images only add to that humility.

The pictures, released by NASA, were taken from satellites and astronauts.  From on top of the world, they provide a glimpse of our home as if it were nothing more than the toy of a child.

The photographs are both inspiring, and chilling.  The palate of our planet is beautiful, but frightening, as we get a glimpse into how small even our largest elements really are.

A mosaic of NASA satellite images.

A mosaic of NASA satellite images.

The Great Barrier Reef, with the colonies of coral.

The Great Barrier Reef, with the colonies of coral.

The Manam Volcano, of Papua New Guinea, with billows of smoke rising into the atmosphere

The Manam Volcano, of Papua New Guinea, with billows of smoke rising into the atmosphere.

The Amazon and Negro Rivers of South America, during flooding season

The Amazon and Negro Rivers of South America, during flooding season.

Dust from the Sahara Desert, blowing over the British Isles

Dust from the Sahara Desert, blowing over the British Isles.

Above

Mt. Everest is 29,035 feet above sea level, making the tip of the great mountain the highest point on planet Earth.

It is also a sight few of us will ever see with our own eyes.

But Leo Dickinson took a photograph of the mountain, a mile above its summit.  Taken in 1991, it is claimed to be the “best picture on earth.”  Take a look.

Mt. Everest, from one mile above the summit.

Mt. Everest, from one mile above the summit.

To the left of the summit is Nepal, and to the right of the summit is Tibet.  Surrounding Everest, too, are nine of the highest summits on the planet.   At an altitude of 36,000 feet, Dickinson was in the stratosphere, in a hot air balloon, when he snapped the photograph.  He also braved a temperature of minus 56C for the journey, and the picture. 

Such an impressive view from above the tops of the earth, inspiring and breath-taking, even when viewing it in this medium.  It is a testament to the beauty and the mystery of creation, and the matchless wonder of our home.  God is truly the giver of all good things, including this playground we call Earth.

Beam

Over the town of Sigulda, Latvia, designer Aigar Truhins took the following images with a “standard digital camera.”  Upon seeing the phenomenon, it was reported that his son thought we were being visited by extra-terrestrial beings.

See for yourself.

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Sigulda, Latvia

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Sigulda, Latvia

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Sigulda, Latvia

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Sigulda, Latvia

Scientists have determind that the beams are actually reflections of light from the lamp posts, as that light reflects from ice crystals in the air. 

It is simply the stuff of wonder and amazement that beauty is created in ways which we seldom understand.

Away

Just a week before our annual student retreat, I felt the pains familiar to any organizer.

And then I just looked at all this stuff, and thought it really doesn’t matter, because special and amazing things occur when you are away from home, regardless of preparation.

Almost 200 people joined me in a weekend retreat, to an old camp in the rolling hills of Arkansas, and most of who came were students. The terrain is beautiful and calm. The cabins are old and rustic. And the trails are well-worn throughout the site. A swinging bridge spans a small creek, but affords most of our students a first glimpse into something once quite common. And memories of past times linger around every tree, and every smell.

It was my tenth year to take such a group to this site, and it was my nineteenth year to be there, having used the same site when I was a kid, attending with a different church in an altogether different town. And the place, through the span of my twenty years, has not changed, save a new dining hall.

I took this photo in the fall of 2007, overlooking the swinging bridge and the creek.

It’s also a place where many former students, some now in college, and some married, join us again for thirty-six hours, and for me, it’s good to see the mingling. Great connections are made here.

And it’s also a sacred place. Rumored to have been a camp used for workers of the Civilian Conservation Corps, it is now a regular site for fall, winter, and spring retreats, and even hosts a regular summer camp. Holy things happen here frequently, and that little creek, the one you see above, has washed many students, and has birthed them into a life of faith and belief.

I’ve seen, now many times, what happens when you distance yourself from the normal. You are offered a chance to retreat, to escape, to move away from every hindrance and every weight. You are taken from the luxury of technology and asked to sleep in a shivering night, and you cling to the heat from the fire in the middle of the camp. Primitive and basic things take the place of what we now call necessities, and you feel a little like our common ancestors felt, long before the days of electricity. And you find welcomed company in in the community of people who now need to make due with the same basic needs.

I have nothing to offer with these words, except this: George Washington carved his reputation out of gruesome times when the American forces were vastly threatened by a stronger and better funded British force in the year of 1776. And Washington himself was made famous, not so much for his ability to muster the American troops into fighting what could have easily been a losing battle, but rather, because he knew how to retreat. Had he pushed headlong into a battle with those British forces, the war would have ended much sooner, and the United States of America would have had a much different story.

But he knew the value of retreat, of withdrawing, because it is in those moments that you rebuild your broken strength, that you catch your breath, and remember why you are fighting in the first place.

You retreat, you get away, all so you can live to fight another day.

Image

Che Guevara has become a symbol, albeit tainted, of revolutionary change, in our modern era.

As a supporter and partner to Fidel Castro, Guevara assisted Castro and his revolutionary forces in the coup of the pro-American leader of Cuba, Fulgencio Batista, in 1959, and further solidified the ties with, what was then, Communist Russia.  That resulting relationship led to what has become known as the Cuban Missile Crisis, which was a nuclear stand-off between Russia and America, over the placement of destructive missleson the Cuban islands.  That crisis was just three years after the Castro revolution, and the ending of that crisis left Cuba without real international support when Russia agreed to withdraw the ballistic missiles.  The treaty that ended the crisis also promised that America would remove missiles placed in Turkey, and that it would not invade Cuba.  It is no surprise, then, that since Castro’s revolution, America has frozen and terminated ties with Cuba. 

Guevara left Cuba shortly thereafter, travelling to Africa, to ignite further revolutionary change, against governments that were supported by America.  He was killed in Bolivia in 1967.

Perhaps, though, he would never have been as famous had it not been for this image, taken at a memorial service for maybe one hundred Cubans, who had died in the explosion of a Belgian ship carrying munitions:

Che Guevara, taken by Alberto Korda

This picture, taken by Alberto Korda, has become iconic, and representative, in the last sixty years, of revolutionary desire.  It has been called, by some, the most recognized photograph of the twentieth century, and maybe the most reproduced, since Korda never sought royalties for it’s reproduction.

The picture was further stylized by Jim Fitzpatrick, a sympathizer.  In an interview with the BBC in October, 2007, he stated that he wanted this image to “breed like rabbits.”  He was upset and distraught that this man, so highly respected for his revolutionary zeal, was never given so much as a memorial. 

Che Guevara, by Jim Fitzpatrick

Trisha Ziff, who, at the time of the 2007 BBC interview, was the curator of a traveling exhibit of Che’s images.  She stated in the interview that, “Che Guevara has become a brand. And the brand’s logo is the image, which represents change. It has becomes the icon of the outside thinker, at whatever level – whether it is anti-war, pro-green or anti-globalisation.”

All of that may be true.  Isabel Hilton, in an article which appeared in the New Statesmen, on October 8, 2007, wrote that Che took upon himself the sins of the world and the causes of the oppressed, and because of that, and because of his death at a relatively young age, he has come to represent a modern Messiah.  She continues to say that, “To this assorted list, as to oppressed peoples elsewhere, Che has little to offer as a guide to making revolution. What he does have is the messianic image of sacrifice for the sins–or sufferings–of others. Regardless of his failures and contradictions, or the obsolescence of his methods and ideology, the potency of that image, with its symbolic, religious quality, continues to inspire.”

This iconography was so powerful that in 1999, the Church of England used the template of Fitzpatrick’s Che to encourage people to attend church. 

Jesus as Che, 1999

The ad campaign was intended to bring more people to church on Easter Sunday, in 1999.  It invoked a wave of controversy as well, seemingly placing Christ in the revolutionary mindset of what modern revolutionaries look like.  It also prompted those within the Church of England to defend their ad campaign.

The original image has also inspired modern artist Shepard Fairey to design a poster for one of our current presidential candidates.

This image has catapulted Fairey to the national stage, especially when the story broke earlier this year Che’s image was found at one of the campaign headquarters in Houston, Texas.  And though the campaign denounced that particular action, they have not denounced, per se, the reproduction of this image.

So Che now, after half of a century, represents change in its purest form.  And maybe he has become something of a brand.  But the frightening thing is that Che himself, removed from the image and the campaigns, represented change that was distinctly against America, and the imperialism that Guevara and Castro both believed existed, in Cuba, and elsewhere. 

There are, I think, a few problems using his image in any other capacity.

Using it for Christ poses a rather large problem.  Christ was not a revolutionary against the Roman government, and nothing really supports that, particularly when Christ makes a statement to his critics, telling them to give to Caesar whatever belongs to Caesar.  If anything, Christ was a revolutionary against Judaic law, which, though ruled the Jewish people, was rather insignificant on the world stage.  But even if you make the argument that he was a revolutionary against the Judaic law, then he would be a rather insignificant revolutionary at that.  His true revolutionary stance, when viewed theologically, was that he spurred personal revolutions against human tendencies, and human fraility, and the freedom he offers is not really freedom from any government, or any law, and to reduce him and his image to that really dilutes the central message of his story.

On the other front, using Che’s image for a presidential candidate again poses another problem altogether.  Guevara was the physical representation of someone who abhors America, by validating revolutionary forces that were reactionaries against supported American governments in the various represented countries.  To be fair, no presidential candidate authorized this image to be made.  But not condemning the image is, in a way, validating it.

Guevara’s image, by itself, is powerful, even if one is unfamiliar with it’s historical surroundings.  It evokes something in us that wants us to know more about this man, and about his situation.  And though the core beliefs of Guevara, beliefs of change and revolution, are, at their foundations, admirable, those beliefs are worth a second look, particularly when his image is used to support the most famous man whom has ever lived, and maybe the most famous man alive today.

Barren

The following images were captured by the European Space Agency’s Mars Express probe, a satellite which has orbited the red planet since 2003.

And they are astonishing images of the barren landscape of Mars.


A site called Echus Chasma.

This cliff, part of Echus Chasma, is 13,000 feet high.

Echus Chasma, from a different perspective.

Fury


Tornado in Iowa, June 10.

This image was taken by Lori Mehman of Orchard, Iowa, as she stood outside of her front door. 

And there are really no more words needed.

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