Word of the Week

Song in My Head

When I think about all the small steps we are are making at Washington Plaza together toward the greater things God has for us, this is the song that keeps coming to mind.

It is written by Sara Groves (dear friends of mine please don't laugh) from her 2005 album: Add to the Beauty which is one of my favorite of hers.

Community life is hard. Feelings easily get hurt. Miscommunications happen. It's hard sometimes to keep putting yourself out there in sharing your gifts with the world when sometimes others don't understand. It is hard to recover from such anxiety producing moments. But, I would not be in the vocation called church if I didn't think such hard work was all worth the effort.

I think this is the sentiment that Sara writes the song: "Kingdom Comes."

What a beautiful thing she writes when she says after a time of hurt "you still extend your hand, you open up your home." I hope that Washington Plaza continues to be this open and loving type of community. Often times following in this way is exhausting. But, I think this is what Christ means when he spoke of his kingdom coming on earth.

If you'd like to have tune of this song in your head too, click here to get a preview. If not, read the words in a spirit of mediation today.

Kingdom Comes

When anger fills your heart
When in your pain and hurt
You find the strength to stop
You bless instead of curse

When doubting floods your soul
Though all things feel unjust
You open up your heart
You find a way to trust

That's a little stone that's a little mortar
That's a little seed that's a little water
In the hearts of the sons and the daughters
The kingdom's coming

When fear engulfs your mind
Says you protect your own
You still extend your hand
You open up your home

When sorrow fills your life
When in your grief and pain
You choose again to rise
You choose to bless the name

That's a little stone that's a little mortar
That's a little seed that's a little water
In the hearts of the sons and the daughters
The kingdom's coming

In the mundane tasks of living
In the pouring out and giving
In the waking up and trying
In the laying down and dying

That's a little stone that's a little mortar
That's a little seed that's a little water
In the hearts of the sons and the daughters
The kingdom's coming