This is another in a series of posts called Occupy Life. Read here or here or here or the original post here for more. The sun sets on another night and the rusty colors fading ripe in the night sky fill my heart with ... wonder.
Today, I didn't uncover any philosophical gems or scientifically disprove gravity. I didn't speak to hundreds with a riveting account of the Gospel or sacrifice all of my North American excess.
This morning, I wrestled myself free from my many blanketed cocoon to meet the day with haphazard hair and a neutral temperament. Most days, cheeriness escapes before I can even take a breath (which makes for verrrry interesting encounters when I spend nights with my sister, who requires an hour at the least before conversation - not to mention my incoherent, cheery ramblings).
Today, I ambled around ... folding laundry and showering and getting ready in a somewhat alien morning stupor. And then the day happened - every last waning moment of it, filled with ribbon tying, table decorating, record-keeping, and averting the small catastrophe that would have been the tablecloths.
Nothing spectacular - just walking with the rhythm of life and being available to respond to oh-so-practical needs in oh-so-unromantic ways.
And sometimes - precious MANY times - this is what is required of us. No, not ribbon tying - living. But, really, really living where life is the most mundane things, not the exception to those things. If I had held my breath, waiting for this Friday to spark with out-of-the-ordinary light, I would have made the Guinness Book of World Records (or be dead).
Humming some tunes while I finish my time at my temp job; climbing into "my own little world" while I sort and organize and live.
I've always got a song on my heart - a soundtrack for living alive. Today, that soundtrack is this song by Sojourn, "Lead Us Back."
Today, this is the sound of life in the ordinary and extraordinary leading to the place where we must return to see its true glory.
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Lead Us Back Falling down upon our knees Sharing now in common shame We have sought security Not the cross that bears Your name Fences guard our hearts and homes Comfort sings a siren tune Weʼre a valley of dry bones Lead us back to life in You Lord we fall upon our knees We have shunned the weak poor Worshipped beauty courted kings And the things their gold affords Prayed for those weʼd like to know Favor sings a siren tune Weʼve become a talent show Lead us back to life in You
Lord Youʼve caused the blind to see We have blinded them again With our manmade laws and creeds Eager ready to condemn Now we plead before Your throne Power sings a siren tune Weʼve been throwing heavy stones Lead us back to life in You.
Weʼre a valley of dry bones Lead us back to life in You. Weʼve become a talent show Lead us back to life in You Weʼve been throwing heavy stones Lead us back to life in You.