Sunday, February 19, 2012

Thoughts on a Sunday

This morning it was raining. A lot. It eventually turned into snow, but while I was getting ready to go to church, the rain was coming down.

It reminded me of a book I got for Christmas a few years ago. Hinds Feet on High Places by Hannah Hurnard. It's an allegory similar to Pilgrims Progress, following the story of Much-Afraid in her journey of life and faith and learning to trust the Shepherd with her life.

There's a part of the story where Much-Afraid is traveling on a mountain near a waterfall and she sees the drops of water hurtling themselves from the top of the falls onto the rocks below. It looks terrible. Awful. Painful. But the closer she gets, the more she hears the drops; and they're singing.

"Come, oh come- let us away,
Lower, lower every day,
Oh, joy it is to race
Down to find the lowest place.
This is the dearest law we know -
It is happy to go low.
Sweetest urge and sweetest will,
Let us go down lower still.

Hear the summons night and day
Calling us to come away.
From the heights we leap and flow
To the valleys down below.
Always answering to the call,
To the lowest place of all.
Sweetest urge and sweetest pain,
To go low and rise again."

I wonder what the rain was singing today while I was getting ready for church; or what the snow sang as it gently fell to the ground while my pastor challenged us with the Word of God…

(Luke 19:40)

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