It took me back to South Carolina, Summer project (SBP), five summers ago, in the pew at Garden City Baptist Church, turquoise carpet, beautiful wood ceilings, I was probably sitting next to the sweet old lady with the walker (I always did). The pastor's teenage son got up to sing this song, I could see him if I looked straight, but if I turned thru a sea of people I could perfectly see Baja, head in one of his hands he was crying...probably colser to weeping, the other lifted up to the Lord. For his younger brother had died a quite unexpected diving death the day before. Never have I ever witnessed so perfectly visible, utter pain and sorrow met with the complete praise of the Lord. Never has there ever been such an example of how Christians should grieve
Friday, February 25, 2011
Only Grace
There are very few songs that take me back to a particular moment...in fact only two that I can think of. I happened to hear one of those songs today on the radio and like usually it took me back.
It took me back to South Carolina, Summer project (SBP), five summers ago, in the pew at Garden City Baptist Church, turquoise carpet, beautiful wood ceilings, I was probably sitting next to the sweet old lady with the walker (I always did). The pastor's teenage son got up to sing this song, I could see him if I looked straight, but if I turned thru a sea of people I could perfectly see Baja, head in one of his hands he was crying...probably colser to weeping, the other lifted up to the Lord. For his younger brother had died a quite unexpected diving death the day before. Never have I ever witnessed so perfectly visible, utter pain and sorrow met with the complete praise of the Lord. Never has there ever been such an example of how Christians should grieve
It took me back to South Carolina, Summer project (SBP), five summers ago, in the pew at Garden City Baptist Church, turquoise carpet, beautiful wood ceilings, I was probably sitting next to the sweet old lady with the walker (I always did). The pastor's teenage son got up to sing this song, I could see him if I looked straight, but if I turned thru a sea of people I could perfectly see Baja, head in one of his hands he was crying...probably colser to weeping, the other lifted up to the Lord. For his younger brother had died a quite unexpected diving death the day before. Never have I ever witnessed so perfectly visible, utter pain and sorrow met with the complete praise of the Lord. Never has there ever been such an example of how Christians should grieve
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I forgot about this song. Just listened to it. It's wonderful how the Lord has given us music to speak to our hearts in ways plain words don't. Thanks for sharing.
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