We Leave with Nothing but Love


Everything
February 19, 2010, 12:33 am
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While listening to “Everything About It Is A Love Song,” I try to remember the reason for wanting to write this post. Memory is a funny game, and after a day like today, I am clearly on a losing streak.

Yesterday my Torrey group discussed Jane Eyre, concluding that Jane grew strong and mature. She subjected herself to poverty before giving in to depravity of affection. She saw all her situations as opportunities of providing her worth in life. Never satisfied with her own poor performance, she sought to best serve her companions in life. Her work, her love, and her relationships were top quality, outweighing the merit of Chuck Norris (as Dr. Reynolds so aptly tweeted).

So I’m praising God to feel so free from relational disillusionment, to find strength in virtue of Jane’s character. Satisfaction surrounds genuine patience, so here I wait, learning to know God more. During this crazy long week, I have again found satisfaction in knowing God and knowing that my home is in Him. I am not Sharon, without the things that I do, and I am not God’s without surrendering all those things to Him.

“Everything About It Is A Love Song”

Locked in a struggle for the right combination of words in a melody line

I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination

Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine

But if I ever get back to the twentieth century

Guess I’ll have to pay off some debts

Open the book of my vanishing memory

With its catalogue of regrets

Stand up for the deeds I did

And those I didn’t do

Sit down, shut up, think about God

And wait for the hour of my rescue

We don’t mean to mess things up

But mess them up we do

And then it’s “Oh, I’m sorry”

Here’s a smiling photograph of love it was new

At a birthday party

Make a wish and close your eyes: surprise, surprise, surprise

Early December, and brown as a sparrow

Frost creeping over the pond

I shoot a thought into the future

And it flies like an arrow

Through my lifetime, and beyond

If I ever come back as a tree, or a crow

Or even the wind-blown dust

Find me on the ancient road in the song when the wires are hushed

Hurry on and remember me, as I’ll remember you

Far above the the gold clouds, the darkness vibrates

The earth is blue

And everything about it is  a love song

Everything about it

Everything about it is a love song

Everything about it

-Paul Simon



What was it they said?
February 6, 2010, 10:46 pm
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I often find myself wondering at the things that just took place. All day today, I have been pondering and praying over such things. The morning was unrestful, headache-y, and stressful. There was nothing I could do to help. And then all I could do was vocalize a prayer over the phone. The afternoon was sad and only partially productive. I am still dealing with the repercussions of a former bad roommate and seething apartment-mates over the matter. Story-sharing time was extraordinarily wearing. This evening was fun, but also thought-provoking in discussion about a close friend’s cousin who is trapped in his own floundering marriage.

What just happened today? So many experiences have been shared. So many words have been transacted. So many thoughts and emotions. And suddenly, I am alone in my clean apartment, listening to songs with no words, and eating dinner alone. My mind is transposed by a classic novel, but my soul aches to spread itself elsewhere. I want to help these people, but here I sit, alone. Have I done any good? Have I showed true love and care to every person? Have the 20.95 years of my life proven educated enough to effectively respond to each of these circumstances? Am I just another daft Talkative, like in Pilgrim’s Progress?

So before I sit down and let a few tears of desperation roll, I pray for discernment. I pray that this time I have been given would be spent well. I beg for understanding and stamina. I beg for the Holy Spirit of God to be my strength and my joy as I sit here and wonder.