What to do I find it hard to know;
Lord, [our] walk is not the one I chose.
Lift me up and turn me over;
Lead me on into the dawn.
Take me to the highest mountain;
Tie me up, love in a storm.
Once again, as a meditation (as in Psalms): Imagine being moved to such an extent that you created this song – as a reflection and an offering. Then, also imagine receiving it – as a Gift.
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Religious Exemptions Not Allowed
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The Groom’s Still Waiting at the Altar
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Sparks of the Tempest
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Where are we now? Is it of biblical proportions?
What is left to be trusted?
Listen to the words (and read the lyrics):
Blood in the sand, a cry in the street
Now the cycle is nearly complete
Ten thousand years, and nothing was learned
No turning back, now the wheel has turned
Big Brother is watching and he likes what he sees
A world for the taking, when he’s ready to squeeze
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Well I think it’s time to get ready
To realize just what I have found
I have lived only half of what I am
It’s all clear to me now
My heart is on fire
My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
As a meditation (as in Psalms): Imagine being moved to such an extent that you created this song – as a reflection and an offering. Imagine singing it (in spirit) – before God’s presence (where only a few words changed). If so, how far could one be lifted? If so, how far could one be gifted? Sending songs – and receiving songs: Imagine.
It was not only then; it can also be now.
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