Seeing God in Jazz
playing, and then what often draws my eyes is his reflection hovering above him as he plays. It is another self born of the joining of musician and instrument. Wherever he is at this moment of playing I want to join him there, at this place where peace abides and we are more than our histories suggest. Jazz musicians expose a messianic secret, that deliverance from one-dimensional visions of life have come to us in the elegant act of performing. What is inescapable to me is the ways in which such photos and paintings of them gesture toward the true moment of deliverance, the incarnation of God.