Anything Considered

I'm feeling terrible—I couldn't feel worse!
Get me on my feet again. You promised, remember?
When I told my story, you responded;
train me well in your deep wisdom.
Help me understand these things
inside and out so I can ponder your miracle-wonders.
My sad life's dilapidated, a falling-down barn;
build me up again by your Word.
Barricade the road that goes Nowhere;
grace me with your clear revelation.
I choose the true road to Somewhere,
I post your road signs at every curve and corner.
I grasp and cling to whatever you tell me;
God, don't let me down!
I'll run the course you lay out for me
if you'll just show me how.

PSALM 119: 25-32 (Eugene Peterson's The Message)

I had a good time tonight in ACJC amidst cell members worshipping with the Parachute Band. It's strange, somehow, that the songs most close to my heart on a night of contemporary music were the slow, worshipful ones. I really respected how the lead singer came to say that God's love is always there, and that the Parachute band chooses to stay close all the time to His Word. It might not be a big deal to most people, but it is to me. It takes courage to declare something like that in such simple, honest terms when most people don't even proclaim that they love God in church.