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Good Vibes Welcomed

I’m doing my once-yearly (annual? anal?) checking-in on the blog to beg for good karma. Tonight at 11:15pm I’ve got a big audition. This is the one that could make me as huge as I think I already am. It’s the ground floor of a Brooklyn-based band called Outernational. Google it if ya want.

I never read this site (not out of hatred or disrespeck, but simply because I can rarely work a computer if it doesn’t involve a point-and-click link to a poker site) so what I’m posting probably counts as worthless spam. But I allow myself this Smoked Processed indulgence because I know a lot of the folks who do read this, and some of you are nice enough to consider me a friend in some regard. Therefore, I eagerly ask your thoughts/prayers/good karma tonight if you think about it. I cancelled a $400 fly date on 6-hour’s notice to do the audition, and those of you who know how deep my love affair with money is realize that’s a pretty big thing for me.

Disclaimers:

1. Auditioning for this gig does not mean I’m looking to quit your band, if I’m currently in your band. It just means I’m tired of churches and Bar-Mitzvahs, and I want a Grammy, dammit!

2. If I get the gig, I’m not necessarily moving to New York right away. I hate New York. Especially on my dime.

3. If you don’t hear about this gig from me within the next 3 days or so, it means I didn’t get it and I’m probably pissed off about that. You can still ask out of caring friendship, but I might not be very gracious or appreciate your concern. I love you, I really do, but I’m a d%&k.

If anyone still decides to throw some love my way, it is GREATLY appreciated!

Update on Rod

From April 9th 4:00pm
from Jeannette, Rod’s daughter:

“My dad is doing better and better everyday. Physical therapists have come in the last 3 days to help strengthen his left side, which is getting stronger all the time. 2 days sitting in a chair for an hour each and today he stood up for a few minutes. He has been the best today, in and out of sleep but totally having long conversations with whoever is in the room. He can still only whisper because of his laryngitis, and he’ll most likely start eating solid food today (that’s a big hallelujah).

The surgery is tentatively scheduled for this Thursday and will be performed by Dr. David Lundin. The family jokes about how we think he looks like Jack from Lost, who also happens to be a neurosurgeon☺. Although Dr. Lundin has some pretty incredible credentials, my dad’s surgery is also in the hands of God, and we need to pray that it goes without a hitch.

The doctor is waiting for his swelling to go down enough to where he can perform the surgery. Because my dad is alert and awake more these days, it’s obvious he is thinking a lot about the fact he’s going to have brain surgery soon, and the more waiting he has to do, the harder it is to not have it on his mind. It’s a pretty freaky thing to think about.

So I was thinking, perhaps to get his mind off it (and because the family is running out of things to talk about with him) it might be nice if people wanted to, they could submit some words of love and encouragement or a funny story or memory that involved my dad, it could even be a funny joke they know! He’s already so amazed at how many have joined the facebook group and that so many people are praying for him.

So, if you’d like to send Rod some love, a joke, memory, or story, please send it to my email address: jeannettecathey@yahoo.com

Thanks,
Jeannette”

A little change…

We FINALLY got an offer on our condo and we close April 27. Yikes! Tomorrow (Friday) is Find A New Place To Live Day (with beer and fireworks at 8!), so if y’all could be praying for us, that’d be spectacular. We’re hippies and all, but I don’t think we’re quite ready for full-on street livin’.

Pray for Rod Cathey

Rod CatheyYesterday evening (Tuesday, April 3rd), Rod Cathey had a massive seizure, lasting over 20 minutes. He was rushed to the emergency room by ambulance, where he continued to seize. They conducted an MRI at the hospital, and found a tumor in his brain, about 3cm across. It was large enough that it pushed the brain to one side in the cranial cavity, which caused the seizures

I spoke to Rod’s son Ryan at midnight; at that time Rod was still under sedation, and they were waiting for a consultation from a neurosurgeon. In the meantime, he is under observation in the critical care unit. His condition is very serious.

Please keep Rod and his family in your prayers today. As I know more about the situation, I’ll keep you all updated.

For those joining us recently, Rod is an important person to many of us here. He is a reader here on the blog. He was a professor in the School of Music at Azusa Pacific University when many of us attended, and some of us were in ensembles that he conducted. He also led the small group program that many of us toured with. He is currently the Department Chair of the school of music at APU, which makes him one of my bosses. We are friends with his kids, his grandson is in playgroup with my daughter.

More than all of that though, we count him as a friend. Rod, we’re praying for your full and complete recovery, and for the peace of God to sustain your family in the interim.

Updated Wednesday, April 4th, 11:35 AM

There’s been some encouraging news. Rod woke up briefly, and was able to recognize his wife Sharon. A nurse asked him to lift one finger, then two fingers, and he was able to do it correctly on his right side, but not his left. He has been in and out of consciousness since, but the fact that he woke up and responded is a very positive indicator.

An MRI is scheduled for later today, and they will decided how to proceed based on the results of that test.

Updated Wednesday, April 4th, 4:15 PM

From Karin Cathey, Rod’s daughter-in-law:

“Rod is off the respirator, and is breathing on his own”

Updated Wednesday, April 4th, 10:30 PM

From Ryan Cathey, Rod’s son:

They had a consult with the neurosurgeon. The tumor is located in the right frontal lobe of Rod’s brain. They are adjusting his seizure medication to try to keep him stable. Surgery to remove the tumor will happen in the next day or two. They are waiting for Rod to stabilize to a state where they can perform the operation.

He is still under heavy sedation, but he is in and out of consciousness and responding to people. These are positive signs.

Updated Thursday, April 5th, at 8:00 AM

No new news on Rod’s condition, but I wanted to let everyone know that there will be a public gathering to pray for Rod and his family, today at APU, in the courtyard outside of the School of Music. If you are anywhere nearby, please come. If you are not in the area, please join in wherever you are with a prayer for Rod’s swift and full recovery. The prayer meeting will be from 4pm to 5pm.

Updated Thursday, April 5th, at 2:30 PM

From Karin Cathey, Rod’s daughter-in-law:

Well, Rod had the MRI, and they are sure that he did NOT have a stroke. The neurologist came in and was very explanatory to Sharon and had wonderful bedside manner. While he was explaining things, Rod woke up and (Mike said that he had fire in his eyes) meaning: he knew where he was, and who was looking at him. The doctor asked Rod if he know where he was, and Rod said “hospital”. He asked him to do some other things and then Rod was really sleepy so he drifted off again.

The Family feels like he is making progress. Someone is in the room with him round the clock. Every time we would hold his hand last night, Rod would squeeze back knowing someone was there. Things are looking better. But now it’s hurry up and wait!!!!

The neuro-surgeon wants to wait (until the swelling in his brian is down) to operate. Then, when they go in they will decide if they can take it out/some of it out/biopsy it. They may end up taking most of it, and then following up with CHEMO. (That doesn’t mean that it is cancer!!!! CHEMO is a way of attacking the foreign matter.) At that point they will send it to pathology, and then tell us what Rod is dealing with.

I think as most of you know, we were having a big birthday dinner for the brothers when Rod started seizing…well, today is Mikes (ed: Rod’s Son) birthday, and all he wants from people that love him is to pray at 4:00pm if possible.

There will be a prayer time at APU in the School of Music at 4:00pm. Even if you are unable to be there physically please set some time aside to pray for this incredible Godly man… That is Mike’s Birthday Wish!

Thank you so much for everything,
In His time,
Kar Cathey

Updated April 6th, 12:40 AM

a text message from Joel Cathey, Rod’s son:

“They’re gonna do surgery at the beginning of next week. There’s more evidence that the tumor is benign. More info should be coming very soon.”

Updated Friday, April 6th at 10:45

For further updates, please refer to Scott’s site prayforrodcathey.blogspot.com. I’ll post when there is major news, but in the mean time, Scott is keeping a running log of updates. Thank you all for your prayers.

Updated April 23rd, 9:40 AM

Rod had his surgery last week to remove the tumor. They were able to remove most, but not all, of the tumor, as some of it was intertwined with sections of the brain that control motor skills.

A biopsy on the tumor confirmed that it was cancerous, and in Stage III. I’m uncertain on the specifics, but most cancers are graded from I to IV, with with IV being the most dangerous. Rod will be undergoing aggressive treatment to control the spread of the cancer.

This morning, Rod suffered a significant setback in his recovery from surgery. He relapsed into seizures, and they discovered bleeding in his brain.

Please continue to pray for Rod and his family. We are all experiencing the emotional highs and lows of alternating good and bad news as updates are released, and I can only imagine how much more intense, and exhausting, those emotional swings must be for Rod and the family.

On the Presence

Kyrie Yeshua

Be with us
though we shriek and
spit and kick
claw and tooth

Be with us
though we beat your chest
molars grinding
face wet with sweat and red

Be with us
though in our shame
we flee your grace

though in our shame
we are repelled by your innocence
by your strength
vast

Be with us
though your children are
too often
children in your presence

May we never be
Bereft of you

On Participation

Kyrie Yeshua

300 strong we lift this cup
And cry the “Hallelujah”
And sing

I arrive, and am at once a harried messenger of grace
Procuring and delivering the dispensations
Removed from the penitent throng

But when we lift this cup
300 strong and I
We cry the “Hallelujah”
and sing

I am not a people set adrift

Hi-ho, Hi-ho.

It’s back to work I go…tomorrow. I’ve been off for three months to try and get a handle on a pesky clinical depression/anxiety disorder, and now it’s time to get my life back.

I’m both nervous and excited. Excited, because I like what I do (book editing) and mostly like the people I work with, and it will be great to get back in a rhythm of life instead of just blowing where the wind takes me. Which was nice for awhile, actually, but got old pretty fast. “What am I going to do with myself today?” is not a question that combats depression.

I’m nervous because I’ve discovered in therapy that work is where most of my fears and anxieties play out and I really, REALLY don’t want to fall back into newly old patterns. I’ve discovered that I’m afraid of both failure and success, which is pretty much a recipe for career turmoil — and hella confusing, to boot. Nothing like being your own worst enemy.
So here’s where you come in: If you’re the praying kind, please pray for me tomorrow, specifically:

  1. That catching up and fitting back in with my coworkers will be a smooth transition.
  2. That I can focus on getting my work done, and leave failure and success out of it for now.
  3. That I can give myself as much grace as I give others, instead of mentally cold-cocking myself every 5 minutes.

Thanks a bunch, Church of The Road House. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Ben Miller in Rio

Several months ago, I got an email from Ben Miller, who is a part of the community called Word Made Flesh in Rio De Janeiro. He lives and ministers among the poor in that country. He was writing to ask if they could use the song “Let Your Justice Roll” as the music behind a video they were putting together to try to raise awareness and support.

There are some creative works that cease to be yours as soon as they leave your pen. This is one of those songs. Of course I agreed, and asked Ben to send me a copy of the video when it was finished.

So, here is the video that they put together. I haven’t watched it all the way through yet – I’ve been reading enough of the stories behind the pictures from Ben and others that I get stuck half way through, and can’t finish it out.

Then earlier today, this post from Ben’s site, “… and again he asked why” showed up as a link back to Addison Road. You should read it. Then, maybe, you should go here. I’m preaching in 7 hours on heroes. On courage, honor, and sacrifice, and about the desperate need for heroes to go and stand in the gap, to defend the weak until the coming of the Kingdom of God. Ben is standing in that gap.

Prayer of the Inexplicably Discontent

God of the here and coming kingdom:

Why is “Why?” only ever answered
in retrospect?
After the fact, I often realize the cosmic Reason for the thing but it
would be so nice to know
when the thing is still
the thing.

Right now, for instance:
I’d like very much to know why life is just a little funky.
It doesn’t suck or anything (especially when I think about
kids starving or rape or war), but
it’s not great, either. I mean, I’ve got all these blessings I should
be thankful for, but instead
I just feel schlubby and peeved and whiny.
Cranky. Like a four year old,
sans nap. (And I’ve tried sleeping it off, but so far that’s a bust.)

I don’t want to be one of those people who lives in the future, sure
that when the Next Thing comes
along, suddenly I’ll get it, that life will make sense and
I’ll be happy. The Next Thing is
Bullshit. The irony is, my inability to live in the Now and
embrace the Moment and
count my frickin’ Blessings
is why I’m so
cranky. I’m ungrateful and wretched. And I feel
like a dope.

So what I’m getting at is this: If the cosmic Reason life is
blah right now is that I need
to learn how to be grateful and content even in times of
funk…You should probably try something else.
I don’t think it’s working.

Holy Week Begins

Today we celebrate the triumphal entry of Jesus into Jerusalem, only a few days removed from his murder. Though he knew he would be betrayed and condemned by the very people who honored him, he accepted their worship. He was moved then with compassion for people who would prove fickle and rebellious, just as he mourns now for our capriciousness while gladly receiving our feeble hosannas.

Jesus Christ, Son of God… have mercy on me, a sinner.

On Grace-Bearing Signs

God of Grace,

We, your people, receive these sacraments
These grace-bearing signs
As reminders of your sacrifice

We receive this mercy from your hand
And by that mercy, we are forgiven

Be present with us this day
As we go out into the world

Be present as we live out that forgiveness
In acts of mercy and compassion

Be present as we freely give to others
What you have freely given to us.

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On Long Roads

Kyrie Yeshua

For gnarled hands bent
in prayer
by supplications and rites bent
by 60 years of travel down long roads bent

For old children
With young hearts

For old children
With faith etched on their hands
and heads
and joy-drenched faces

For old children
bent toward you
as towering oaks toward the sun

We your young children give thanks

On Sophia’s Dedication

Kyrie Yeshua

Bind to you this daughter of Eve
Child of your children
Loved as you taught us to love

Pull out a chair at your great table
Let her sit in the circle of your grace
Spread wide the canopy of covenant
And walk with her into that great feast

Let her drink in the wonder of your holiness
Let her eat the bread of righteousness
Let her sink into the waters
And rise again a new creation

Oh God, my God
The God of my wife, and her father, and her mother

Oh God, my God
The God of my father, and his father before him
The God of my mother, and her mother before her

Be the God of our daughter
That she may grow in your wisdom
And live in your grace