Our Red Letters book study starts this sunday at 8:30pm on our chat page. We’ll have some questions to spur conversation, but please add your own Sunday. Contact us if you have any questions about the chat page or the book study.
To continue my theme of lacking focus, some additional stuff:
Don is home, but Jenny and I have not heard from him or Barbra - we plan to get together tomorrow evening to talk about the trip and how we’ll move forward from here.
Since I can’t have a post without trying to spur thought and conversation with something philosophical, I’ll leave you with lyrics from The Chior’s classic song Consider… discuss among yourselves.
Consider your laughter…
Consider My tears…
Consider My love…
Consider your fear.
Consider one small child…
Consider your cross…
Consider the hope that withers like a flower…
Consider My loss.
Consider the fire…
Consider the night…
Consider the truth…
Consider the light, my love…
Consider your heart.
Consider your heart.
Consider your heart.
Consider My love, my love…
Consider the darkness.
Consider My love, my love…
Consider the flame.
Consider My love, my love…
Consider the Ghost of the living Savior.
Remember My love.
Remember My name.
Consider your heart…
Remember my name.
Consider your heart…
Remember my name.
Consider your heart.
Really consider each of those lines for a moment or two, then consider the lines and paragraphs together. I could write an entire book about what these lyrics speak to me. Choir lyrics are a close second to Pensees in thought provocation. If you don’t know about The Choir, you really must buy Circle Slide, Chase the Kangaroo, and Wide-Eyed Wonder… really.
Posted by Jim at 09:01 PM. Filed under: Jim's Existential Ramblings •
