This tune by Cyndi et al is how it felt to me: community, fun, genre-blending, tears, laughter and prayer all driven by the Spirit of Christ within and among us. Our guest organist, John Anderson, rocked the house and literally pulled out all the stops on our pipe organ. Local folk musician, Linda Worster, who has an incredible gift for writing songs that touch the heart, helped us pray with her beautiful tunes, too.
It is crisp and chilly in the Berkshires - fall is just around the corn
er - but the sun was bright and many old friends were back after a long summer absence. There were lots and lots of tears today for lots and lots of reasons. But healing was truly in the air today, too - owning our wounds and being embraced within our brokenness - much like Psalm 131:O Lord, I'm not trying to rule the roost,
I don't want to be king of the mountain.
I haven't meddled where I have no business
or fantasized grandiose plans.
I've kept my feet on the ground,
I've cultivated a quiet heart.
Like a baby content in its mother's arms,
my soul is a baby content.
Wait, Israel, for God. Wait with hope.
Hope now; hope always!
2 comments:
Not my fave Cyndy Lauper song (Time After Time, yes!), but gusto and oomph and holy shit! a bowed amplified Appalachian dulcimer! Does it get any better?
Beautiful rendering of Thanksgiving Eve, one of our favourite songs. You sure are picking them, RJ.
My favorite Cyndi song is "Time After Time," too - in fact, besides Springsteen's "Dancing in the Dark," that one is Dianne and my song... very important and lovely. Thanks.. and I'm glad you like that rendering of Thanksgiving Eve.. one of my all time favorites, too.
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