I don't consider myself to have a beautiful singing voice, I don't think too many people do. Today at Nassau Presbyterian the Keystone State Boychoir preformed and all too well brought me back to the realization of my decrepit vocal range and virtual lack of rhythm. Their harmonization of the beautiful Tallis' Canon swiftly transported me to fond memories of dinners around Dale Cooper's table surrounded by brilliant minds, boisterous spirits, and sparkling Christian fellowship. They were good; they were darn good.
After a well-earned, spirit-filled applause the pastor happened to mention, among other phrases of laud, that the Keystone State Boychoir had the unique distinction of being the only choir to ever preform on the continent of Antarctica. Antarctica? Really?!? My inner, fiscal utilitarian derived from my Dutch ancestry immediately kicked in. I immediately began mentally calculating the sheer quantity of cash it would cost to transport 30, hungry teenagers across the ocean to the most remote place on our planet under the harsh chill in order to preform a concert for a handful of researchers and a congregation of penguins. What did their director think when he was informed to pack his bags for a concert in the frigid emptiness that is the Arctic? It reminded me of when I was 8 and my great-grandma bought my brother and I a collection of crossword puzzles for Christmas; nice but completely useless and superfluous for a pair of brothers who would rather do about a million other things before a hearty crossword puzzle.
What a waste of music. What a waste of money. What a waste of the time, effort, and talent of these boys. What a waste. Period.
Then again, we live in a culture of excess. The norm standard for living is a brand new house, two cars in the driveway, 2.5 kids, weekends at the lake and enough extra to fund yearly winter vacations, a vast tangle of electronics, and purchase of knick-knacks which are anything but necessary. This isn't anything new; the invisible hand of capitalism has been at play ever since the American religion of individual freedom and self was put into motion. Yet, today we see the current results which yield a culture which can seem hallow, purposeless, and self-destructing. We get and get and get to the point that we end up having more than we could ever want at the expense of the composure of our homes. We waste our paychecks and labor on silly trinkets in order to keep up with a standard very few can keep up with and find ourselves struggling to get by and left behind on the super-highway that is 21st century consumerism. From the over-the-top birthday parties of 8 year old girls to the social insistence of "the new" we find ourselves constantly disinterested with the old, the aging, the "last year's" model, and the outdated and perpetually find ourselves throwing out the treasures of yesterday for the brilliant glow of tomorrow. A doctrine of consumerism is only able to exist if it is accompanied by a doctrine of waste. If anything, we are not the products of modern capitalism but the result of society's continual cycle of waste.
This includes choirs singing for penguins.
In a culture where so much is unnecessary how strange is Grace? Grace is the polar opposite of waste. Grace does not waste anything; there are no empty, meaningless moments for God's Grace for every moment and event touched by Grace is of the most dire importance. Christ calls out to us and says "My grace is sufficient for you" (II Cor. 12:9) and doing so calls us to put aside our societal weaknesses and vulnerabilities which arise from our surroundings and calls us to find meaning in the old, the unattractive, and the unpopular. The Greek word for sufficiency is the verb arkeo, which actually starts the phrase in the Greek New Testament. According to the word order, a more proper translation might just be "Sufficient for you is my grace." The word arkeo originally meant "to ward off, to keep off, or defend" in the context of fighting off enemies or even death as found in Homer. As time went on, the word's meaning changed in that warding off the enemy is, essential, to have sufficient resources and power to do so.
If Grace is "sufficient" this doesn't mean that there's just enough Grace to go around and get us through the moment. Rather, "sufficiency" goes beyond that. "Sufficiency" means that Grace has power; actual power. Grace is not meanly a vague, theological concept but the sustenance of a loving Father (Phil. 4:19) such that we have hope in our future, not because of the coming of the new, but because we treasure the Grace of our God who has ever been and ever will be (John 1:14). Such Grace reaches out not just to big moments but to little moments as well. Being "sufficient" means that the work of God reaches out to every sphere of our world. In turn, Grace is never wasted, for Grace always has a purpose, a plan, and the anticipation of the coming kingdom. Grace might be given to wasters but it truly is never wasted.
Unlike concerts for penguins.
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