| Another snowy Sunday morning............. |
My
aunt talks about being little and looking at the night sky with her father, my
grandfather, and he said to her "Could something this beautiful be an
accident?"
I
look around the congregation each Sunday and I ask could something this
beautiful be an accident. The lives
brought together, generations later, sons and daughters brought together.
When I was young we would sit around the dinner table and
occasionally my sister and I would retell a story that had happened in the past
(mind you we were still in elementary school at the time) we began to notice
one of our younger brothers would pipe up at the end of a story and say "I
remember that!" Every once in a
while he would even try to add a piece of information...how dare he! Well my
sister and I found this unacceptable!
How could he try to get in on our memories. So we began to trip him up. We would make up a story and lead him along until
predictably he would say "I remember that!" Once the bait was taken we would shout
"No you don't.... it didn't happen!"
How horrible we
were to do this. All he wanted was to be a part of our story; to belong. I imagine he wanted to think that even though
he couldn't remember what we were talking about that he was there, he was with
us always.
This is God's
promise, I am always with you and I have always been with you. I began my relationship with you in the
stars, just look up...our history rests there, I have been with you since the
beginning, no need to pretend what I share with you. If you ever feel alone--I am with you.
Oh, there will
be tricksters along the way, people trying to tell us we don't belong, or that
we missed something, that we will never be as worthy of this relationship as
they are. There will be those who even
set us up to fail, delighting in our stumbling ways.
But take heart in
those times ----God says "Do not be afraid I am with you."
i carry your heart
i
carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my
heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i
go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by
only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear no
fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)
i want no
world
(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and
it’s you are whatever a moon has
always meant
and
whatever a sun will always sing is you
here
is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here
is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and
the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher
than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and
this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i
carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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