Another week come and gone. My internship is taking off. I've visited quite a few churches by now. Some have proved beautiful, such as First Unitarian Curch on Elmwood. Some were made ugly by neglect and misuse, such as Faith Temple, which is a quaint wooden church on Rhode Island Street that is in woeful need of a coat of paint. Some I can never imagine having been beautiful, like the Swedish Evangelical Church/Inglesias de Dios El Shaddai, which despite being well maintained is a drab, industrial, nineteenth century construction. I would be interested to research how homeland notions of aesthetics affect immigrant churches. Are you turning your back on a tradition, or seeking to keep the familiar in the new land?
I returned to that house I was wrecking the other day. Today, I got to rip nails from wood and strip wallpaper. I also did a lot of cleanup. Who knew wallpaper was so messy? I also ate quite a few donuts and muffins, and drank unholy amounts of coffee.
I saw a phenomenal play in Houghton tonight. It was Godspell, basically Hippies Meet Jesus. However, the deep, solemn chant "long live God," done very dirge-like and almost monastically easily made up for the neon colors and weird accents. A quite good replay of an earlier generation's attempt to accommodate culture in the church.
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