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'Thornton Wilder'에 해당되는 글 1건

  1. 2013.08.13 '선택을 받아야 되는 것'에 대하여-3
2013.08.13 11:50 다시태어나기
아래의 글은 전에 올린 비디오(리치 멀린스의 생애와 "Step By Step (Sometimes By Step)") 중에 나온 내용입니다. 그 글을 올리기 위해 다음 비디오를 올립니다. 죽음 뒤에 우리가 할 수 있는 일은 아무 것도 없다고 말하면서 드는 생각은 "그러니 죽기 전에 지저스를 믿어라." 하고 강요한다는 생각이 듭니다. 기꺼이 강요하렵니다. 아래 비디오를 보고 글도 음미해 보면서 삶과 죽음에 대해 생각하는 시간 갖기 바랍니다.

The Science of What Happens When We Die





Thornton Wilder - "The Angel that troubled the waters"

Thornton Wilder’s one act play “The Angel That Troubled the Waters,” based on John 5:1-4, dramatizes the power of the pool of Bethesda to heal whenever an angel stirred its waters.


1 John 5:1-4

New International Version (NIV)

Faith in the Incarnate Son of God

5 Everyone who believes that Jesus is the Christ is born of God, and everyone who loves the father loves his child as well. This is how we know that we love the children of God: by loving God and carrying out his commands. In fact, this is love for God: to keep his commands. And his commands are not burdensome, for everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith.


A physician comes periodically to the pool hoping to be the first in line and longing to be healed of his melancholy. The angel finally appears but blocks the physician just as he is ready to step into the water. The angel tells the physician to draw back, for this moment is not for him. The physician pleads for help in a broken voice, but the angel insists that healing is not intended for him.

Angel: "Draw back, physician, this moment is not for you."
Physician: "Angelic visitor, I pray thee, listen to my prayer.
Angel: "Healing is not for you."
Physician: "Surely, surely, the angels are wise. Surely, O Prince, you are not deceived by my apparent wholeness. Your eyes can see the nets in which my wings are caught; the sin into which all my endeavors sink half-performed cannot be concealed from you."
Angel: "I know."
..................
Physician: "Oh, in such an hour was I born, and doubly fearful to me is the flaw in my heart. Must I drag my shame, Prince and Singer, all my days more bowed than my neighbor?"
Angel: "Without your wound where would your power be? It is your very remorse that makes your low voice tremble into the hearts of men. The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on earth as can one human being broken on the wheels of living. In Love’s service only the wounded soldiers can serve. Draw back."
Later, the person who enters the pool first and was healed rejoices in his good fortune then turns to the physician before leaving and said:
"But come with me first, an hour only, to my home. My son is lost in dark thoughts. I -- I do not understand him, and only you have ever lifted his mood. Only an hour . . . my daughter, since her child has died, sits in the shadow. She will not listen to us but she will listen to you."


"Only Wounded Soldiers Can Serve"







CHARACTERS
THE NEWCOMER, an valid
THE MISTAKEN INVALID
THE ANGEL

SETTING
A great pool of water.

The pool: a vast gray hall with a hole in the ceiling open to the sky. Broad stone steps lead up from the water on its four sides. The water is continuously restless and throws blue reflections upon the walls. The sick, the blind and the malformed are lying on the steps. The long stretches of silence and despair are broken from time to time when one or another groans and turns in his rags, or raises a fretful wail or a sudden cry of exasperation at long-continued pain. A door leads out upon the porch where the attendants of the sick are playing at dice, waiting for the call to fling their masters into the water when the angel of healing stirs the pool. Beyond the porch there is a glimpse of the fierce sunlight and the empty streets of an oriental noonday.

Suddenly the Angel appears upon the top step. His face and robe shine with a color that is both silver and gold, and the wings of blue and green, tipped with rose, shimmer in the tremulous light. He walks slowly down among the shapeless sleepers and stands gazing into the water that already trembles in anticipation of its virtue.

A new invalid enters.

THE NEWCOMER: Come, long-expected love. Come, long-expected love. Let the sacred finer and the sacred breath stir up the pool. Here on the lowest step I wait with festering limbs, with my heart in pain. Free me, long-expected love, from this old burden. Since I cannot stay, since I must return into the city, come now, renewal, come, release.

[Another invalid wakes suddenly out of a nightmare, calling: “The Angel! The Angel has come. I am cured.” He flings himself into the pool, splashing his companions. They come to life and gaze eagerly at the water. They hang over the brink and several slide in. Then a great cry of derision rises: “The fool! Fool! His nightmare again. Beat him! Drive him out into the porch.” The mistaken invalid and his dupes drag themselves out of the water and lie dripping disconsolately upon the steps.]

THE MISTAKEN INVALID: I dreamt that an angel stood by me and that at last I should be free of this hateful place and its company. Better a mistake and this jeering than an opportunity lost.

[He sees the Newcomer beside him and turns on him plaintively]

Aie! You have no right to be here, at all events. You are able to walk about. You pass your days in the city. You come here only at great intervals, and it may be that by some unlucky chance you might be the first one to see the sign. You would rush into the water and a cure would be wasted. You are yourself a physician. You have restored my own children. Go back to your work and leave these miracles to us who need them.


THE NEWCOMER [Ignoring him; under his breath]: My work grows faint. Heal me, long-expected love; heal me that I may continue. Renewal, release; let me begin again without this fault that bears me down.

THE MISTAKEN INVALID: I shall sit here without ever lifting my eyes from the surface of the pool. I shall be the next. Many times, even since I have been here, many times the angel has passed and has stirred the water, and hundreds have left the hall leaping and crying out with joy. I shall be the next.

[The Angel kneels down on the lowest step and meditatively holds his finger poised above the shuddering water.]

THE ANGEL: Joy and fulfillment, completion, content, rest and release have been promised.

THE NEWCOMER: Come, long-expected love.

THE ANGEL [Without turning makes himself apparent to the Newcomer and addresses him]: Draw back, physician, this moment is not for you.

THE NEWCOMER: Surely, surely, the angels are wise. Surely, O prince, you are not deceived by my apparent wholeness. Your eyes can see the nets in which my wings are caught; the sin into which all my endeavors sink half performed cannot be concealed from you.

THE ANGEL: I know.

THE NEWCOMER: It is no shame to boast to an angel of what I might yet do in love’s service were I but freed from this bondage.

THE MISTAKEN INVALID: Surely the water is stirring strangely today! Surely I shall be whole!

THE ANGEL: I must make haste. Already the sky is afire with the gathering host, for it is the hour of the new song among us. The earth itself feels the preparation in the skies and attempts its hymns. Children born in this hour spend all their lives in a sharper longing for the perfection that awaits them.


THE NEWCOMER: Oh, in such an hour was I born, and doubly fearful to me is the flaw in my heart. Must I drag my shame, prince and singer, all my days more bowed than my neighbor?

THE ANGEL [Stands a moment in silence]: Without your wound where would your power be? It is your very remorse that makes your low voice tremble into the hearts of men. The very angels themselves cannot persuade the wretched and blundering children on earth as can one human being broken on the wheels of living. In love’s service only the wounded soldiers can serve. Draw back.

[He swiftly kneels and draws his finger through the water. The pool is presently astir with running ripples. They increase and a divine wind strikes the gay surface. The waves are flung upon the steps. The Mistaken Invalid casts himself into the pool, and the whole company lurches, rolls or hobbles in. The servants rush in from the porch. Turmoil. Finally the no-longer Mistaken Invalid emerges and leaps joyfully up the steps. The rest, coughing and sighing, follow him. The Angel smiles for a moment and disappears.]

THE HEALED MAN: Look, my hand is new as a child’s. Glory be to God! I have begun again. [To the Newcomer] May you be the next, my brother. But come with me first, an hour only, to my home. My son is lost in dark thoughts. I – I do not understand him, and only you have ever lifted his mood. Only an hour… my daughter, since her child has died, sits in the shadow. She will not listen to us…

END OF PLAY


참고: http://www.mbird.com/2009/03/from-mbird-conference-2009/


Thornton Wilder

Thornton Niven Wilder (April 17, 1897 – December 7, 1975) was an American playwright and novelist. He won three Pulitzer Prizes—for the novel The Bridge of San Luis Rey[1] and for the two plays Our Town and The Skin of Our Teeth[2]—and a U.S. National Book Award for the novel The Eighth Day.[3]

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아래 비디오의 카렌 그린의 이야기를 가슴으로 들어 보세요. 사연이 얼마나 절절한지  들으면 그냥 가슴이 움직입니다.

I am Second - Karen Green



어릴적의 가정환경이 불행했다고 할 수 있습니다. 어머니는 오전에도 일을 하시고 밤에도 일을 하러 나가셨습니다. 아이들만 그냥 남겨 두고~ 많은 일들이 생겼지요. 옆집에 저희들을 맡기고 가셨는데 옆집 남자는 제가 예쁜 다리를 갖고 있다고 했지요. 하루는 그 남자가 말했습니다. "다리를 좀 만져봐도 될까?" 그렇게 하라고 했고 그 댓가로 돈을 갖게 되었어요. 그 돈으로 길건너 가게에 가서 캔디를 사먹었어요. 그 뒤에 그 남자는 다시 물었어요. "내가 니 몸에 올라타고 싶은데 어때?" 그러라고 했어요. 그러라고~

그게 바로 시작이었어요. 저는 그때 13살이었고 임신을 해서 아이를 갖게 되었어요. 혼자서요. 어머니는 몹시 화를 내셨어요. 어머니는 보이프렌드를 사귀고 있었는데 그 남자는 저를 건드렸어요. 어머니는 그 남자 대신 저를 버렸어요. 저는 그 남자에게 갔고 우리는 같이 살았어요. 그 남자가 나와 내 아들을 보살필 것으로 믿었어요.~ 그런데 ~ 그 남자는 때렸어요. 내게 총을 겨누기도 했고요.  ~ ~ ~


영어로도 그리 어려운 이야기가 아니니 천천히 들어 보세요. 무엇을 말하는지.


Karen Green is the Founder and Director of the Haven of Love ministry.  Her  personal testimony is a riveting and harrowing one.  Karen is a survivor of  childhood sexual abuse which lead her down a negative path of self-destruction on the streets of Dallas. She experienced her life-changing encounter with the Holy Spirit nearly 20 years ago, and God began to heal her heart and to transform her mind, body and soul.  Her thought process changed completely; soon after her own recovery began.  Karen’s faith remains undaunted.  Karen has since dedicated her life to the healing and restoration of those trapped in the negative cycles of self-destruction that physical/mental abuse and drug addiction can cause.  She began going into jails and prisons mentoring to the broken and lost; testifying about the goodness of God’s love and the power that the name Jesus Christ holds.  Many lives have since been restored because of her faithfulness to serve others.

Karen Green-Evans is native of Dallas and a well known speaker of the word of  God.  She is the mother of two adult children, one who is now a powerful young Pastor himself in Kansas city.  Karen is a member of the Potter’s House of Dallas, under the leadership of her pastor, Bishop T.D. Jakes.  She completed her biblical studies through Christ For the Nations and the Potter's House School of Ministry.  In addition to all of this, Karen has been speaking for prisons, county jails, churches, organizations, conferences, workshops, luncheons and group meetings for well over 15 years.


위에서 말한 Thornton Wilder’s one act play “The Angel That Troubled the Waters,” 의 In Love’s Service Only Wounded Soldiers Can Serve와 무슨 관련이 있어요? 주변에는 상처입은 사람(병사)들이 많이 있어요.


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