Saturday, January 23, 2010

Striking a Chord

A few weeks ago, right after Christmas, I sat down to listen to my new Nichole Nordeman CD (well, new to me) and the first song on there was "This Mystery". It struck such a deep cord with me because this is what my life is like, not just coloring in the lines, but coloring every part of the picture-even if it doesn't need to be colored. Wasting time on things that don't matter. Checking every box on my to-do list, obsessively. When I heard this song, it was the same time I was thinking about resolutions, wanting to spend more quality, focused time with my children and living in the moment and this song really seemed to hit right on that theme. So here it is:

This Mystery

Say goodnight to the light of the setting sun
One more day, one more way
Of keeping track of all I've done

I run this race, keep this pace
I'm doing fine
And I won't stop until each box
Gets checked a second time

And life becomes the round and round
Revolving door that won't slow down
It won't slow down

Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?
Say goodbye to the lines that we've coloured in
Brown and grey from day to day
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?
Try and try to invoke us to live in You
That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery

This routine is nice and clean from dawn to dusk
I rise and rest, I do my best
When will it ever be enough?

And life becomes the bigger noise
Drowning out Your little voice
Your little voice, Jesus

Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?
Say goodbye to the lines that we've coloured in
Brown and grey from day to day
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?
Try and try to invoke us to live in You
That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery

We take stock, and we punch the clock
And we make sure all those zeros have balanced in the end

Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?
Say goodbye to the lines that we've coloured in
Brown and grey from day to day
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?
Try and try to invoke us to live in You
That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery

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