Wednesday, January 18, 2012

The Problem of a Portrait

Dear hearts, today is January 18th, but as I write this, I am an hour away from a day that is very important to me and which is hopefully also important to you.

Tomorrow, January 19th, is Robert E. Lee’s birthday, but I write not only to make you aware of this, but also to make a point about Lee that is very relevant to Converse College. After all, I do need to keep this Converse related….

First, let us all remember for a moment the man before I relate him to Dexter Converse and the college itself.

Robert e. Lee was born January 19th, 1807. He was a man born to change the course of human history not only for his role as a strategic military commander in the War Between the States, but more importantly, for his role as one of the most dignified Christian exemplars America has ever produced.

Take, for example, the following:

In his, “A Life of Gen. Robert E. Lee,”  John Esten Cooke describes Lee praying with his men in the midst of battle, even as he had to watch many of them fall before him. He wrote, “when General Meade came over to Mine Run,  and the Southern army marched to meet him,  lee was riding along his line of battle in the woods, when he came upon a party of soldiers holding a prayer-meeting on the eve of battle…He stopped, dismounted–the staff officers accompanying him did the same–and Lee uncovered his head, and stood in an attitude of profound respect and attention, while the earnest prayer proceeded in the midst of thunder artillery and the explosion of enemy’s shells.”

and

“again near Petersburg, Lee was observed kneeling in prayer, a short distance from the road, as his troops marched by….”

and, in his own words, Lee stated:

“The doctrines and miracles of our Savior have required nearly two thousand years to convert but a small portion of the human race, and even among Christian nations what gross errors still exist! While we see the course of the final abolition of human slavery is still onward and give it the aid of our prayers, let us leave the progress as well as the results in the hands of Him Who chooses to work by slow influences and with Whom a thousand years are but as a single day.”(Excerpts from Robert e. Lee’s letter to President Pierce prior to the War)

These are only three of the many examples illustrating my crucial point. Lee was a man who changed the course of human history, not simply through his military tactics or his alliance with his home state of Virginia and the Southern right to independence. Instead Lee encompasses for all of humanity the shining example of a man whose character remained unmarred by the ravages of war and the destruction of his homeland and its peoples.

Rather, Lee was a man whose devotion to his God and to the highest ideals of humanity to man and duty to country took precedence. And this now leads me to my Converse point.

If you have ever visited the Converse archives and its noble guardian Dr. Willis, you will note as you enter one of the msot beautiful portraits of Lee ever painted. It is vibrant, exhibiting Lee at his finest. One hand in the folds of his jacket and the other by his side, as the great general himself stares into the distance, contemplating. this painting, however, has a story beyond the walls of Dr. Willis’s office. While it now hangs safely in the office, it is important to note that this was not always its resting place. Originally this painting resided in Carmichael Hall, which, as Converse gals, know is our fine hall of history, politics, English, and foreign language and literature.  It is a hall steeped in the subjects of tradition, the subjects whose interpretations, though not the history behind them, never change.  And in the midst of all of these traditions resided Lee, a beacon of the best these subjects have to offer.

He was a fine general, a fine writer (See his Farewell Order Number Nine), and a man above the politics imposed upon his state during and after the war.

And yet, he is no longer in Carmichael Hall, despite these qualities, leaving the question, “Why not?”

Perhaps it is because he is the victim of foul misinterpretation. Take, for example, when the portrait was commissioned. In the late 1890’s, Dexter Converse commissioned the painting with the express purpose of placing it in Carmichael Hall. Converse, originally a New York native, actually had served in the Confederate Army, ,but was given an honorable discharge by General Lee in order to run the Glendale Mill to provide supplies for the troops. This he did faithfully, later commissioning the portrait of the general under whom he had served and whom he admired.

Yet, the portrait does not hang where Mr. Converse intended it. Instead, it was discovered in a closet and alter placed in the archives, fortunately saved from the ravages of neglect and time, a painting that is not only over 100 years old, but also a painting that has historical, political, and artistic significance in the Spartanburg community and beyond.

Take, for a moment, its artistic history. The painter who painted this was none other than G.B. Matthews. Matthews was not only a famous American artist and lithographer, but he is famous for his print, “Lee and his Generals,” a print that is famous for its artistic portrayal of the Confederate military. His prints are not only rare, but also beautiful.  And yet we hide one of the very few if not the only painting he may have painted. This illustrates a great problem, not necessarily within the Converse community, but with all of those who seek to cover up the history of a man who played such an important role within our history.

There is likely an argument that general R.E. Lee was a man who had to be hidden as a result of his role in an ever controversial war in our country, and perhaps because of the heated debate surrounding this war, the community felt he must be moved into the archives of the library and left to be discovered in the dusty tomes of the archives instead.

Yet this is a sin on many counts. It is an act of dishonor to a man who brought honor to the American name with his Christian example and with his compassion to Northerners and Southerners alike.

It is a misfortune for artists who cannot see a painting of great beauty, painted by an artist important not only to the Spartanburg community, but to the American public.

And finally, it hides the very ideal for which Dexter Converse stood. In commissioning this painting, he was not advocating a Southern War ideal or an Anti-Northern sentiment. He was not making a historical jab, nor was he commissioning the painting for the sheer fun of it.  He was portraying to young ladies an ideal of character to which they could aspire.

In his own words, “I desire that the instruction and influence of Converse College be always such that the students may be enabled to see clearly, decide wisely, and to act justly and that they may learn to love God and humanity and be faithful to truth and duty so that their influence may be characterized by purity and power.”

As Lee himself said, “you can have anything if you want if you want it badly enough. You can be anything you want to be, have anything you desire, accomplish anything you set out to accomplish if you hold to that desire with singleness of purpose.”

He also said, “Duty is the most sublime word in our language.  do your duty in all things. You cannot do more. You should never wish to do less.

My friends, it is our duty to follow this ideal as expressed by Dexter converse and Robert E. Lee. It is our duty to follow the examples of Lee and converse, and it is our duty to faithfully honor that ideal upon which this school was founded.

And my friends, it is our duty to honor and aspire to the character of the man in that painting in the archives. Therefore, it is our duty to place this

portrait where all can see the ideal of art, the ideal of history, and the ideals of the men who sought to change how we view the world and our characters.

With this, I wish you all a happy January 19th and remembrance.

Posted by kathleen | 1:13 pm

Monday, January 9, 2012

Apocalypse Now!

Happy New Year, dear hearts! At last we begin another New Year! Apocalypse now or sunshine in the park, we don’t know yet, but why not test the murky waters while we still can?
Truth be told, I find that this year is both frightening and exciting. No matter what anticipations I have, all I can return to is the constant apocalyptic idea of the world ending.
Yes, as a Christian who does not approve of Mayans who eat each other, I shouldn’t believe it. Rather, I should take out a fine bubble pipe, turn up my nose, and say. “Tutt, tutt, Have you eva thawght pahaps the Mayans were killed awf or pahaps ate one anotha befowa they finished the calenda?”
Yes, I know I should be playing the old English man with jowls who calmly predicts that all of this is hogwash.
But part of me feels a tug, a constant pinprick of fear that maybe, just maybe, those four riders are coming for me. They won’t come with scones and tea. No, they will come with the flare of trumpets, a chorus of angels, the final judgment, a Bible, and possibly an incomplete Mayan calendar just as a reminder that even cannibalistic pagan blind hogs can sometimes find an acorn.
I find it rather intimidating.
I also find it intimidating that, particularly as an Anglican/ orthodox Christian, I will have nothing to present but a book riddled with my sins as a token to a God I am afraid to face for this very reason.
It’s funny, but the New Year has changed my perspective before, but there is something about this primordial year, as if through a number of man’s justifications, I suddenly have to face that of which I am most afraid-my own blatant imperfections. It suddenly seems as if all of my New Year’s resolutions have sunk down the drain with extra sink Draino propelling them forward. I fear suddenly that no matter what I do, it won’t be soon enough or sincere enough to mean anything. And yet, here I am writing these blogs frantically now, hoping to atone for my lateness last semester, secretly wondering if God or the four harbingers have struck the runes of demerits upon their Books of Judgment or their Holy Swords…
It is a humbling thought, isn’t it?
And yet, don’t think I’m not an optimist! I have been accused rightly so of being such!
“Perhaps,” think I, “it’s all a bunch of fake string cheese.” After all, how many predictions have we had of the end of the world?

Moreover, perhaps it’s just a fad. Yes, worldwide we’ve faced more natural disasters than in any other year. Yes, our economy has turned down and Occupy wall street has taken over in some sort of amorphous amoeba like movement, yes we’ve seen the London riots, the downturn of Greece, the chance of worse conflict with Iran, a healthcare bill that our budget can’t exactly support, and a general demise of cultural morality.
But we can bounce back?
Yes, dear hearts, the tables seem turned, but could the world really end?

Or is the world ending really the point?
Maybe, dear hearts, it’s about cherishing instead what have. Today the sky is a perfect azure blue, the sun was out, a breeze was blowing, and I found myself learning about the lullabies of the Oneida tribe and hugging my father before he travels. I am on my computer, I have a new plan and new Resolutions, and I realize that I’m struggling, but I’m still moving forward, wearing my cross, and writing letters.
You are too.
You’re talking with friends, gasping over the fact that it’s the Year of the apocalypse, wondering why your food at Sandella’s tastes so particularly good today, and wondering if you can still go to Gee and steal a cookie or some of the NEW Bluebell ice-cream. You are inwardly panicking about not keeping busy in January term as you laze about watching some new scandalous issue of Jersey Shore or maybe just a movie in your room. You play your music, you call your mother (ALWAYS CALL YOUR MOTHER), and, as john Meyer would say it, “you’re waitin on the world to change.”
Will you change?
I hope if you do, it’s for something better. I hope your resolutions follow through, but I also hope that you realize that no matter whether or not the world ends tomorrow, you have your small blanket of happiness now, and you have something beyond waiting for you, even if it is to be a Last Judgment.
And who knows?
Maybe if you write a few letters, pray a little, help a person or two and tell your family and friends how dearly you love and care about them, you’ll receive a merit mark, not just for God, but for yourself and others too.
Happy Apocalypse year, dear hearts, and may God bless you all, no matter who you are!

Posted by kathleen | 10:08 pm

Monday, January 9, 2012

A test of Resolve

New Year’s resolutions
Yes, my friends, I have done it.
I am beginning to follow up on my New Year’s Resolutions. I am now, this evening, writing my third blog for the day. I am determined to make up not only for last year’s blogs, but to also throw down the gauntlet with my Apocalypse Year blogs!
It is truly an honor to be blogging as the possibly last generation of Converse bloggers.
How saddening for you that I shall have the last word. Forgive me if I provoke you before the end of the year.
Now that I have your blood boiling, I’d like to focus on something everyone enjoys-New Year’s resolutions!
It is odd, but in my Apocalypse Year blog(If you haven’t read it, for shame! Check out two blogs ago!), I sort of scurried around the idea of New Year’s Resolutions, but I found myself asking the question-What are these mysteriously majestic machinations we conjur in our minds? What are these pithy pointed promises we make to ourselves to lose more weight, get on that exercise bike more, live life to the fullest, hug yourself more, and as one of my great male friends said, become a real man?
Honestly, I’m not sure, except for demanding.
And demanding mine are! I have decided:
1. no cavities! Cutting out my horde of sweets and eating fewer carbohydrates(How girly)
2. Writing my letters in a timely fashion and NOT just sealing them with boring stamps!
3. blogging on time and like a madwoman
4. Reading and compiling my Morning and Evening Prayer rubrics effectively for the ENTIRE YEAR
5. taming my hair
6. growing a beard-no-just kidding-that was my friend’s resolution-though I have here a link of very handsome manly men who didn’t have beards-check it out!
7. getting beautiful skin
8. Losing about five to ten pounds
9. Calling my family more often
10. Telling facebook it may need to bugger off
That’s enough.
My problem is this. Have you ever noticed how New Year’s Resolutions seem to clash?
Because I wrote my twenty letters this week and have been trying to ace my January term class, my morning and evening prayer aren’t finished, my blogs have been schizophrenically posted, and I check my email for school, so why not facebook? I can’t tame my hair because I’m too tired to care at night, and my brush disappeared. I can’t call my family because my cell phone died, and I’m having a bit of a hard time finding it as I attempt to clean my house. And how do you not eat badly when after Christmas, you are laden with leftovers and candy? And who can walk while typing blogs, wiritng letters, and falling asleep from all of it?
Tiny little buggers, these resolutions.
And yet, particularly when I have the Apocalypse year and my faith in my mind, I’m happy for them.
While I do have a little chaos, I have three blogs coming your way, I have written twenty letters with three more to go, I have a new planner, and a new plan. I WILL complete my resolutions, but more importantly, I will resolve to follow them as best as I can no matter where they lead me.
Perhaps that’s the true purpose of our resolutions-the opportunity to resolve within ourselves to do better and to wake up the next morning with the knowledge that we have another day, week, month, and, if we’re lucky this year, another year to strive to be the best we can be.

Posted by kathleen | 4:56 pm

Monday, January 9, 2012

A Complete Embarrassment

Controversy!
Now I know last blog scared you a bit, but I’m here to scare you more, and ask you to think with me for a bit.
If any of you checked the last link I posted, I’m sure you had a good laugh and also a good cry. You feel so sorry for all of those people who worked so hard predicting the end of the world, some devoting their entire lives to surmising how their lives and the lives of everyone else would end.
It makes you laugh, but it also makes you cry. Imagine devoting your entire life to something that fails…but at least their pain was eased by the fact that they were still alive and could be good Christians-hopefully.
Well, forgive me that was a tangent. Funnily, the topic I have for you is based on something you might not have noticed in that link. This is concerning a particular abbreviation that I find a bit peculiar-C.E
Now, my friends, C.E. is in any book today that tackles history. Common Era is its full title.
Complete embarrassment for me.
And why?
It may seem odd, but I find this abbreviation odd on many counts. The first is this.
What do we really all have in common with each other?
We’re people.
Good and dandy. But what about this diversity concept that is so popular today?
We have this era in common?
I won’t comment on this argument
Or maybe this argument-we weren’t all Christians, so B.C and A.D. aren’t all inclusive.
Now we have an interesting conundrum.
Aha, we were not all Christians, and we mustn’t offend anyone.
Dear hearts, this is important, yes? I’d like to hear some comments on this blog because I think it’s not just an abbreviation for a period, but instead an abbreviation and erasing of our culture, even our world culture!
The idea that we can consolidate our differences and erase them with this term is to me an outrage. While many will say it is foolish of me to argue when I am a Christian is to me absurd. Take, for example, the fact, that many who argued to change C.E were themselves not Christian. I am indeed biased, but were those who changed B.C to C.E not biased themselves?
Originally the term C.E was first used by those of the Jewish community, understandably as they did not hold the same faith in Christ as Christians do. Many sects do not believe this concept. And yet, I do not see the issue as one strictly religious, but as one of history.
Yes, C.E. is perhaps all inclusive of cultures. It’s not specific, and this lack of spasticity is arguably to represent not only it universality, but society’s embracing of a new progressivism, thoughtful to all races, sects, and creeds.
BUT
I would like to argue that this spirit of progressivism, we are progressing toward a modern disaster by erasing history itself.
Now allow me to give the opposition a chance and to illustrate some other uses of Common Era in our society.
Former United Nations Secretary-General Kofi Annan argued, “[T]he Christian calendar no longer belongs exclusively to Christians. People of all faiths have taken to using it simply as a matter of convenience. There is so much interaction between people of different faiths and cultures – different civilizations, if you like – that some shared way of reckoning time is a necessity. And so the Christian Era has become the Common Era.”[74]
And
“In the United States, the usage of the BCE/CE notation in textbooks is growing.[59] Some publications have moved over to using it exclusively. For example, the 2007 World Almanac was the first edition to switch over to the BCE/CE usage, ending a 138-year usage of the traditional BC/AD dating notation. It is used by the College Board in its history tests,[68] and by the Norton Anthology of English Literature. Others have taken a different approach. The US-based History Channel uses BCE/CE notation in articles on non-Christian religious topics such as Jerusalem and Judaism.[69]” (wikipedia.org for both quotes, under article called, “common Era,”)
For United Nations Secretary General Kofi Annan, I would like to respectfully disagree. I can agree that our calendar is now used by millions in the world. Yet I can also say that another thing all cultures share is a world history. We cannot acknowledge our roots, our mistakes, our very cultural designs if we cannot first address an event that changed the lives of billions, trillions, around the world. Christianity is the most populous and popular faith in the world. It seems odd to me that, in an effort to keep everyone from squirming in their history books, we change a date so crucial to the course of human history. Even Allah was influenced by Christian teachings.
Take, for example, a funny passage form an article arguing AGAINST Judeo Christian influence of Allah.

The Quran does not maintain that it is teaching a new religion. Instead it upholds and revives the original teachings God has given through all Prophets of all nations. It claims that its teachings are the same as that of Ibraaheem (Abraham), Moosaa (Moses) and ‘Eesaa (Jesus), May Allaah exalt their mention, and speaks about all of them in glowing terms.

This is not to say that I believe Islamists should conform to Christianity nor should it imply any fierce opposition to the Muslim population.
THis does serve, however, to make us realize that Judeo-Christian influence did play a part in other cultures, other religious beliefs, and, most importantly, world history.
C.E. is not then an effect that can please everyone. Rather, it is an effort to erase a crucial event in world history. It is not to advocate anyone’s worship of Christianity. It is not to place Christ on a pedestal of nomenclature. No, it is a reference to an event and a man who changed the course of human history.
It is indeed something we have in common with one another. It is a reference point, a beginning, and it is not to be changed for the sake of people’s feelings. History, dear hearts, cannot and should not operate this way. And, for this, I hope to see many of you view abbreviations with a new eye and to look to the history that changed each and everyone one of us, no matter what uncommon religious creed or no creed at all.
http://www.islamweb.net/emainpage/index.php?page=articles&id=134204
http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_is_the_most_popular_faith_in_the_world
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Common_Era

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