02 November 2007
surely we can change (day 5.3)
and the problem is this: we were bought with a kiss,
but the cheek still turned, even when it wasn’t hit.
and i don’t know what to do with a love like that
and i don’t know how to be a love like that
when all the love in the world is right here among us
and hatred too, and so we must choose what our hands will do
where there is pain, let there be grace.
where there is suffering, bring serenity.
for those afraid, help them be brave.
where there is misery, bring expectancy.
and surely we can change something.
and the problem it seems is with you and me,
not the Love who came to repair everything
and i don’t know what to do with a love like that.
and i don’t know how to be a love like that.
when all the love in the world is right here, among us.
and hatred too and so we must choose what our hands will do.
where there is pain, let us bring grace.
where there is suffering, bring serenity.
for those afraid, let us be brave.
where there is misery, let us bring them relief.
and surely we can change something.
-David Crowder*Band, Surely We Can Change, Remedy (2007)
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ReplyDeleteit is sort of funny. i had never heard this song when i compiled this week's blogs.
ReplyDeletethen, tuesday, stef and i managed to find a free internet connection and we downloaded the song. it seemed to fit and was the perfect way to end the week.
the week was not about complaining or rebelling or any of that. it was simply an expression of the ways that we distract ourselves from our personal duty in this world, which is to be the action of that which we believe.
everybody has spent time as the least of these. everybody knows the depths of sadness. add to it hunger and lonliness and disease and war and we start to understand that we all have a part to play and we all have intimate experience with something that might change the life of someone else.
finally, many have been change to me. unexpected people have sacrificed so that i might not feel the pain that looked destined for me. maybe one day i could name them all.
nat and kelli, robert and shari, steve and lisa, gurkan, connie and gerry, jeff and jody, ryan, sally, richard, jacob, mike, and on and on and on...
simple things change the world.
darkness into light