The following is "not really a blog"--only "blog-like". Funny how this genre of writing so appeals to me. A friend asked for my notes from a recent talk I did and I wanted to type them up for her, since what I put on paper is a map of my thoughts that might not be traceable by anyone outside my brain. I began typing notes and every now and then a bit of blogging crept in. Rather than converting the whole thing, I present it here in it's raw form. It's a talk called "Sit, UBU, Sit--Or Not" (the point being: We must stop telling people in church to be themselves (UBU!) and then telling them to "sit"--our mixed message of "you're accepted as long as you do what we approve of" must stop and we really must become intoxicated with the God who uniquely wired each one of us to express Him! We have all been misunderstood when we tried to "be ourselves" as we were encouraged to do by other Christians, but on those very ruins of pain, God wants to build a new confidence.") There's a little summary...here are the contents...
Jeremiah 30:18: Jerusalem (place of worship) will be rebuilt on its own ruins.
Place of worship in your life is not just you singing songs in church, but your whole life, being who you are and expressing God through the uniqueness that he put in you—That worship will be established in your life upon the very things that seem crumbled, failing and disastrous. This is a pattern with God, who is better than any earthly “recycler”…
Ruins is also translated “mounds”—visual image: in the U.K. there are literally so many ancient sites worthy of excavation by the National Trust that sometimes when they discover a new one, they dig a while and then literally “re-bury” them to preserve them until their teams can get to them. For years, some ruins of ancient churches, etc. are only visible as little “mounds” all over a field that evidence life long absent. Sometimes our lives look like that: “mounds” that are the only memories of life that once flowed through us. Upon THAT utter desolation, God wants to stand and build. We are so sure he has forgotten and that we have fallen into oblivion, but he never forgets and is always working on a plan of redemption—personalized for our own brand of “ruins”.
GOD WILL SURPRISE YOU WITH HIS CREATIVITY IN BOTH LAYING OUT AND REDEEMING THE PLAN FOR YOUR LIFE.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you…. Plans here literally means “cunning” and is also translated: plots, inventions, schemes ways, intentions, designs
Comes from a root word that means to “weave, plait (as in braid) or interpenetrate”. Imagine the most creative of textiles with threads of various size, color, etc. and think the process of weaving. This and more is what God is doing through all the textures of your life—and he does it with a gleam in his eye. There is a playful edge to his desire to surprise you with good—throughout the bible there is an emphasis on the mind-blowing capacities of God—he is always painted as more than we can take in or mentally understand. Now realize that this aspect of his character is applied to his personal intentions for us and our lives!
Ephesians 2:10 We are his workmanship---Greek is poiema, one of the roots of this word is also related to fabric—we (and our lives) are being woven together according to his magnificently cunning devices—not to trick us but to revolutionize us.
(Why don’t we always see it? Why do bad things seem to go unanswered in our lives, lingering like a dirge over our view of God? Romans 12:1-2 Our minds (the reticular activating systems in our brains, specifically—the part that filters what we notice or ignore) have to be renewed to see the goodness of God---then we begin to see the goodness of his tapestry weaving.
THE HOLY SPIRIT IS YOUR “LIFE-COACH” KNOWING THE REAL YOU AND TEACHING YOU AT EVERY TURN HOW TO EXPRESS THAT.
The root of the word “genius” goes back to ancient Rome. The pagan Romans believed that genius was a guardian spirit that nurtured, educated and basically “brought out” the inner greatness of a person. This concept was so real to them that on a Roman’s birthday, he would actually give gifts to that spirit! That is pagan nonsense, and yet a great picture of what the Holy Spirit has actually committed to in our lives. He is teaching you what is authentically you—the “genius” (your particular brand) that lives inside you being personally coached and coaxed out by the indwelling spirit of the Creator who knows its detailed dimensions! He is an expert at seeing what is in you and bringing it out.
Abraham Maslow, the famous psychologist who developed the “hierarchy of need” as an explanation of what motivates humans, put at the top of that pyramid (see diagram) the need for “self-actualization”—what he was saying to us is that this drive in us to get what is inside of us out for public viewing—to make some contribution from our inner man—to live from the inside out—is not just a good idea, but actually a NEED, hard-wired into us by the Creator who desires to express Himself through the vastness of his creation and the uniqueness of each individual! (Ok, Maslow didn’t add the part about the Creator, but---that is actually what the Holy Spirit wants to do for you: meet that need in you for “self-actualization”. It isn’t “self-ish”—it is the way he works. It is Christ in you showing what a union between earth and heaven can look like—what a free man looks like—what God flowing through uninhibited creation looks like….)
HE IS THE GOD OF ALL POSSIBILITIES AT ALL TIMES. The whole Kingdom responds to choices and changes, continuously manifesting the goodness of God.
Romans 8:28 (all things “synergize” for good…) movie: Sliding Doors: two scenarios—missing the subway vs. making it on---implied fascinating message—the same outcome would have arisen through a different path. If we make a choice that was not the one God intended, there is an instant Kingdom reconfiguring response that realigns the next options to offer us GOOD from heaven once again! There is no scolding time, just a system of Kingdom resources that is input-sensitive, responding to the changes that believers make---always, always, always seeking to bless and comfort and manifest the goodness of God to us.
Matthew 10:29 He knows when even a sparrow falls. Chaos theory: tiny movements are passed through layers and layers of atmospheric relationships so that a butterfly’s wing in China really can be the source of a tornado in Texas….how much more is it true with the human heart and the God who rules heaven! Every tiny movement of our heart sends of disturbances through the heavenlies that somehow register in heaven in the vast mind of God that never overloads with data because he takes in all signal with perfect wisdom and grace-filled response capabilities that never falter! Psalm 139: He knows my “downsitting and my uprising…” He knows not only when we physically sit down or stand up (in some way, again, that must register in the information banks of heaven!), but more importantly, he knows when we “sit down” on the inside—backing off of our hope and adopting a wait-and-see attitude where once we had confident expectation. And he knows when we “rise up” once again—he sees the pain we press through to dare to believe, even just slightly, once again in areas we have experienced disappointment.
“Synchronicity” is not just a new age-y feel good term. Synchronicity is a thing of the spirit: Romans 8:28: All things work together (fit into a pattern) for good for those who love him and are called according to his purpose… Purpose is a guiding force in connecting all the details of our lives and weaving them into a pattern for good. Amazing “before you ask” resourcing occurs when we focus on the big Kingdom picture and meaning for our lives. It is a spirit phenomenon. (the opposite: frustrations and setbacks and almost supernatural disjointedness—is how it goes in the flesh—things seem to go from bad to worse—when it rains it pours…NOT how God intended it to be…if you are experiencing that, you may be pushing in the flesh—may need to zoom out and relax and regroup). God has a resourcing orchestration for those who rest in his purposes.
In the biochemistry of the cell, thousands of little reactions fit in to a pattern for good—for life! A starting product supplied by the bloodstream or the external environment is taken through a cycle of changes to produce something needed for the cell to live. All through the process, there are waste products released—bits of molecules clipped off and sent into the cell “soup” because the cycle doesn’t need them anymore…BUT, so amazingly efficient is the cell that every single one of those “waste products” (that we draw on our paper going off with an arrow) actually gets picked up by another cycle in the cell that needs it to make something else vital for life. All over the cell, cycles spin and spin, supplying each other with the substrates needed in a fabulous orchestration that is only possible by the most amazing Master Mind! If he does all this on the micro level of the cell, how much more does he do this on the MACRO level of our inner journeys! What we call waste products from all we go through can all be re-used in the big picture of our life destiny. It might be harder to see, but that is just because we are in it (not “above” it as in the cell situation) and because we “feel” it! Still it is true if we just open our eyes and believe it! Our “waste” fuels something vital in the economy of God!
Little synchronous stories abound in life—how something was there for you just when you needed it. Often little “silly” things! My friend Liz recently desperately needed a napkin at a restaurant. Before she even could get the words out of her mouth, from behind her came a waitress almost running for no apparent reason to shove napkins into her hand. Everyone marveled at the moment and Liz joked, “I need $100,” and looked around to see if it came from somewhere, too! Why is it that these happy coincidences seem to happen on these small levels, while often we feel so desperate when it comes to our “big” “real” needs? I believe it is because we aren’t blocking our view of the resources by WORRY when it comes to the napkins of life! We aren’t stressed and straining and trying to help God bring us a napkin, freeing him up to supernaturally motivate a waitress to speed across the room???? If we desperately needed $1000, we might not be so calm and we might fret and pace and freak and fail to see the provision of God. He comes through anyway, but we are so messed up we missed the moment!
If we combine this concept of SYNCHRONICITY with God’s amazing ability to REDEEM, we get little moments I call “happy ironies”. This was brought home to me recently when I was reading something about Susan B. Anthony, who fought her whole life for equality for women, playing a large role in getting women the vote in this country. When she was 50, she received a critical letter from her brother begging her basically to “get a life”. He said, “You’ve worked tirelessly all your life and you have not even a dollar to show for it!” She ignored him completely because her passion could not be diverted, but HOW FUNNY that long after her death (and her brothers) she literally has a DOLLAR IN her name!!! Hilarious—a happy irony.
Happy ironies are when the place of your worst moments are turned to your greatest victories—the place where you are most misunderstood becomes the place you are celebrated!
Judges 15:15-19 tells the story of Sampson killing 1000 Philistines with the jawbone of an ass and it says that after that he was so thirsty that he basically said to the Lord, “am I going to die of simple thirst after this great exploit?” There’s a play on words happening here because the word for the place “lehi” is also the word for jawbone…so God’s answer to Sampson has two interpretations. The Bible says that God brought a spring of water out of “lehi” which could have meant the ground but many scholars think it came from the actual jawbone—one translator says it sprung from the “tooth socket” on the bone! I could see this latter possibility for two reasons (1) God has an amazing sense of humor and he is not afraid to use it—in the face of Sampson’s complaint about God not taking care of him, I think it would be hilariously glorious if the water sprung out of the thing right in his hand! And (2) God wants to refresh you right from the middle of the thing that wearied you! Sampson had been grabbing on to that jawbone to do the will of God and it had worn him out—God NEVER fails to water those who swing the weapon for him!
God’s creativity to resource you is so far beyond your imagination. The biggest enemies to it are legalistic ideas and mental limitations. Let your mind be expanded to the glorious, vast, amazing, resourceful, ACCESSIBLE God we serve and sit back and watch the world spin differently for you! The best is yet to come! We are in a big system and the only price for the wild ride is the abandonment of natural reasoning. Go ahead and let go and let spiritual realities become more real to you—this is the “great adventure”!
Monday, January 25, 2010
Monday, December 21, 2009
Trust It to Emerge
Though decisions are made by group concensus among our church worship team, I am still the "bottom line" regarding song choice every Sunday morning, and I have really made a science out of it! I have learned to navigate the pressures of personal preference and discern the occasions on which an obscure song or even a non-traditional one might be amazingly appropriate, as well as the times that the latest thing from "Jesus Culture" which would be totally expected from us is equally appropriate! I love the rhythm of church life and how the Holy Spirit tends to weave in the unexpected amidst the familiar and I really do believe that "song choice" can be summed up with a phrase from the book of Acts: "It seemed good to us and to the Holy Spirit..." God works with humans in a very intimate way and his purposes STILL wrap themselves in flesh 2000 years since the manger scene.
And that last thought brings me to the topic of Christmas. I'm sure every worship leader on planet earth noticed that yesterday was the last Sunday service before Christmas--you know the one where we contemporary churches with youthful bands who are more familiar with Weezer than the Wesleys attempt to pull off a few carols! Joy to the World is always a favorite due to its upbeat nature (thank you G.F. Handel for your foresight) and Away in a Manger works in Texas because enough "country" covers have been done that it now abides in the collective consciousness with a gentle acoustic strum. However, at least for our worship team, the carol experience is often a painful nod to the holiday--which everyone now knows is not even celebrated in the right month!
Yesterday, I decided to refuse the pressure of expectation. I went to church with a list of songs that had no direct reference to the Christmas story, in full confidence that every bit of worship we do has to do with the fact that Jesus was (and still wants to be) incarnated into the real world. What could be more celebratory of the incarnation of Christ than people gathering to sing, shout and dance around, fueled by the inner confidence of his absolutely transcendent reality? Though I love the carols, I felt suddenly liberated from the need to adapt them to a rock band format! You go girl, right?
If the story ended there, it would have some merit, but God had an infusion of the unexpected. Someone on our team said, "Let's do some Delirious," and I accommdated that request by reaching back a few years to the standard and ever-popular I Could Sing of Your Love Forever which did seem fresh because it had been a long while since we had done it. It was the last song in the set and flowed well with the other songs, general celebrations of God's grace and goodness. As you do, when we reached the end of the song, we went to that "flow-y" place of improvisation that dances in and out of the prophetic--you know how it goes: one minute you are lyrically exhorting the congregation to "go ahead and sing of his love in your own way..." and then suddenly a phrase shows up that is from somewhere beyond the lyrics. You sing it out and you sense the worship has just stepped up to another plateau...suddenly things are spontaneous--vocally and instrumentally you are venturing out into the great unknown of God!
And that's when it began: I heard myself start to sing about...wait for it...Christmas! Out of my mouth came the most amazing streams of words completely unpremeditated. The last line in the Delerious? song says, "I will always sing of when your love came down..." and I suddenly remembered a line from a song my mother used to sing, "Love came down at Christmas...love all lovely, love divine..." and there I departed. For about ten minutes, I sang this spontaneous Christmas medley of sorts that for a while centered on "O Come O Come Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel..." and then focused on the line from O Holy Night that says, "...till he appeared and the soul felt its worth..." It was amazing and rambling and rhythmically flowing with what the musicians were laying down and it just kept coming. Words, like a river popping into my head from all that has been sung through the years about Christmas, but now being incarnated into an utterly contemporary setting. It was like my brain stood in awe of what was coming out of my spirit, and, clearly, (and I don't mean this as disparagingly as it may sound), we all got our "Christmas fix"!
Later, as I pondered, I marvelled at the lesson that I gleaned--the same lesson that all of life seems to be wrapping around me these days--a Kingdom lesson that I wish I could shout from the rooftops! We so often waste time and energy trying to fulfill expectations--especially our own--when in fact there is a fully equipped expectation-exceeding "machine" inside us! The Kingdom of God is swirling inside us Christians, fully resourced with Christmas words and music--or anything else desirable--accessible precisely at the time needed! The Kingdom wants to emerge with more power and force than we could ever muster in our own initiative--we just need to participate in its incarnation! The Scripture in Hebrews that urges us to come boldly to the throne to find grace to help in time of need need not only mean a desperate approach in a desperate situation. That comfort is only a slice of a much broader pattern of living to which God is calling us: there is always empowerment for life and action to be experienced in our contact with God--He is always wanting to demonstrate Himself by showing up in the moments of our lives with surprising displays of Presence. The throne of grace is a throne of participation and partnering between heaven and earth. This God truly wants to live Himself out among us still and gladly does so--much to our enjoyment--when we refuse to nervously overplan his arrival!
And that really is, now that I think of it, the message of Christmas. The obvious answer to the popular Christmas song of a few years ago, Mary, Did You Know? is a resounding NO! Mary did not know that the pivotal Person of all time, eternity and spiritual substance was residing inside her young womb. How could anyone "know" that and bear up under it? She did not know, but she was willing to "let it emerge". She carried the Kingdom of God the way we all should--with the sense that she was participating in a mystery that her mental capacities could never fully master, yet remaining open to all the possibilities. The good news of Christmas is vast, but one very real aspect of it is this: This spiritual Kingdom to which we Christians now belong requires none of the effort, strain and fevered pursuit that we bring to it. This Kingdom, like the Savior that instituted it, wants--more than we know--to emerge. It wants to leap into being and fill every time and space around us, making things whole and right, hopeful and holy.
When we actually resist the pressures of do-it-yourself professional Christianity, we give the Kingdom a chance to show its overwhelming orchestrational ability and take our very breath away. Whether it is one Sunday morning's worship experience, or deliverance in the midst of an impossible situation, or the transformation of the nations--it's really all the same. God help us, as we hurl headlong into 2010, to learn the rhythm of Kingdom participation. Give us the incredible grace to, like Jesus, refuse to run to the dying Lazaurs, because we have already observed the power of resurrection and its ability to EMERGE! I'm looking for--and hoping to be a part of--an army of strangely sane Christians with eyes fixed on another realm. I'm looking to fully lose the religious performance frenzy and march forward with bold confidence minus the need to push or prove. Sign up now and leave the pressure behind...I think the call is clear.
And that last thought brings me to the topic of Christmas. I'm sure every worship leader on planet earth noticed that yesterday was the last Sunday service before Christmas--you know the one where we contemporary churches with youthful bands who are more familiar with Weezer than the Wesleys attempt to pull off a few carols! Joy to the World is always a favorite due to its upbeat nature (thank you G.F. Handel for your foresight) and Away in a Manger works in Texas because enough "country" covers have been done that it now abides in the collective consciousness with a gentle acoustic strum. However, at least for our worship team, the carol experience is often a painful nod to the holiday--which everyone now knows is not even celebrated in the right month!
Yesterday, I decided to refuse the pressure of expectation. I went to church with a list of songs that had no direct reference to the Christmas story, in full confidence that every bit of worship we do has to do with the fact that Jesus was (and still wants to be) incarnated into the real world. What could be more celebratory of the incarnation of Christ than people gathering to sing, shout and dance around, fueled by the inner confidence of his absolutely transcendent reality? Though I love the carols, I felt suddenly liberated from the need to adapt them to a rock band format! You go girl, right?
If the story ended there, it would have some merit, but God had an infusion of the unexpected. Someone on our team said, "Let's do some Delirious," and I accommdated that request by reaching back a few years to the standard and ever-popular I Could Sing of Your Love Forever which did seem fresh because it had been a long while since we had done it. It was the last song in the set and flowed well with the other songs, general celebrations of God's grace and goodness. As you do, when we reached the end of the song, we went to that "flow-y" place of improvisation that dances in and out of the prophetic--you know how it goes: one minute you are lyrically exhorting the congregation to "go ahead and sing of his love in your own way..." and then suddenly a phrase shows up that is from somewhere beyond the lyrics. You sing it out and you sense the worship has just stepped up to another plateau...suddenly things are spontaneous--vocally and instrumentally you are venturing out into the great unknown of God!
And that's when it began: I heard myself start to sing about...wait for it...Christmas! Out of my mouth came the most amazing streams of words completely unpremeditated. The last line in the Delerious? song says, "I will always sing of when your love came down..." and I suddenly remembered a line from a song my mother used to sing, "Love came down at Christmas...love all lovely, love divine..." and there I departed. For about ten minutes, I sang this spontaneous Christmas medley of sorts that for a while centered on "O Come O Come Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel..." and then focused on the line from O Holy Night that says, "...till he appeared and the soul felt its worth..." It was amazing and rambling and rhythmically flowing with what the musicians were laying down and it just kept coming. Words, like a river popping into my head from all that has been sung through the years about Christmas, but now being incarnated into an utterly contemporary setting. It was like my brain stood in awe of what was coming out of my spirit, and, clearly, (and I don't mean this as disparagingly as it may sound), we all got our "Christmas fix"!
Later, as I pondered, I marvelled at the lesson that I gleaned--the same lesson that all of life seems to be wrapping around me these days--a Kingdom lesson that I wish I could shout from the rooftops! We so often waste time and energy trying to fulfill expectations--especially our own--when in fact there is a fully equipped expectation-exceeding "machine" inside us! The Kingdom of God is swirling inside us Christians, fully resourced with Christmas words and music--or anything else desirable--accessible precisely at the time needed! The Kingdom wants to emerge with more power and force than we could ever muster in our own initiative--we just need to participate in its incarnation! The Scripture in Hebrews that urges us to come boldly to the throne to find grace to help in time of need need not only mean a desperate approach in a desperate situation. That comfort is only a slice of a much broader pattern of living to which God is calling us: there is always empowerment for life and action to be experienced in our contact with God--He is always wanting to demonstrate Himself by showing up in the moments of our lives with surprising displays of Presence. The throne of grace is a throne of participation and partnering between heaven and earth. This God truly wants to live Himself out among us still and gladly does so--much to our enjoyment--when we refuse to nervously overplan his arrival!
And that really is, now that I think of it, the message of Christmas. The obvious answer to the popular Christmas song of a few years ago, Mary, Did You Know? is a resounding NO! Mary did not know that the pivotal Person of all time, eternity and spiritual substance was residing inside her young womb. How could anyone "know" that and bear up under it? She did not know, but she was willing to "let it emerge". She carried the Kingdom of God the way we all should--with the sense that she was participating in a mystery that her mental capacities could never fully master, yet remaining open to all the possibilities. The good news of Christmas is vast, but one very real aspect of it is this: This spiritual Kingdom to which we Christians now belong requires none of the effort, strain and fevered pursuit that we bring to it. This Kingdom, like the Savior that instituted it, wants--more than we know--to emerge. It wants to leap into being and fill every time and space around us, making things whole and right, hopeful and holy.
When we actually resist the pressures of do-it-yourself professional Christianity, we give the Kingdom a chance to show its overwhelming orchestrational ability and take our very breath away. Whether it is one Sunday morning's worship experience, or deliverance in the midst of an impossible situation, or the transformation of the nations--it's really all the same. God help us, as we hurl headlong into 2010, to learn the rhythm of Kingdom participation. Give us the incredible grace to, like Jesus, refuse to run to the dying Lazaurs, because we have already observed the power of resurrection and its ability to EMERGE! I'm looking for--and hoping to be a part of--an army of strangely sane Christians with eyes fixed on another realm. I'm looking to fully lose the religious performance frenzy and march forward with bold confidence minus the need to push or prove. Sign up now and leave the pressure behind...I think the call is clear.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Twelve Hours Later and Still Speechless....
There are amazing times in life when we do actually get blindsided by blessing. Last night was one of them. I oversee the entertainment at our church Thanksgiving dinner, but at this year's gathering, a presentation was made that was a complete surprise to me. Jack Warren and his daughter Adria Weaver dressed in nun's habits and sang the following song which they had composed, set to the tune of The Sound of Music's "How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?" I share it here both to allow anyone who knows me to have a real laugh (though I was really honored--believe me, I take this as a massive complement, a fact which in itself testifies to my noted nonconformity), but also to celebrate the incredible creativity that it demonstrated! I am continually amazed at the vast field of hidden treasure in the hearts of God's people--like gems in every imaginable color, shape and size waiting to be mined and displayed. Would to God that the church would celebrate that journey of discovery and show the world the resulting kaliedescope of beauty! Thanks again, Jack and Adria....I'm still speechless (and I pray sincerely that I do live up to your noble assessment by God's grace!)
Here is the "spoof":
HOW DO YOU SOLVE A QUANDRY LIKE PERRIANNE
She shows us YouTube videos and mingles with the youth.
She waltzes of to England with her Eastern-mindset views.
And even through her humor, she's anointed to her shoes.
I love to hear her singing in the Abbey.
She's really note Bette Middler and Grace Slick she cannot be.
Instead a modern miracle of post-modernity.
I really have to say though it is very plain to see:
Perrianne is such an asset to the Abbey!
(I'd like to say a word on her behalf: Perrianne makes me laugh!)
How do you solve a quandry like Perrianne?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Perrianne?
A flibbety-gibbet, a will-o-the-wisp, a clown?
Many a thing you know she'd like to tell you.
Many a thing she hopes you'll understand.
Like engaging culture and art, with all your "burning heart".
It's quite a quantum leap for man.
How do you solve a quandry like Perrianne?
How does a non-conformist fit the plan?
Inspiring others with her Kingdom passion,
Using the proper side of her brain.
A football mom with rock-star sense of fashion.
A prophetess, a storm of latter rain.
Many a thing you know she'd like to tell you.
Many a thing she hopes you'll understand.
But how do you watch her play and in religion stay?
How do you keep a wave upon the sand?
How do you solve a quandry like Perriane?
How does a non-conformist fit the plan?
(Amen.)
Here is the "spoof":
HOW DO YOU SOLVE A QUANDRY LIKE PERRIANNE
She shows us YouTube videos and mingles with the youth.
She waltzes of to England with her Eastern-mindset views.
And even through her humor, she's anointed to her shoes.
I love to hear her singing in the Abbey.
She's really note Bette Middler and Grace Slick she cannot be.
Instead a modern miracle of post-modernity.
I really have to say though it is very plain to see:
Perrianne is such an asset to the Abbey!
(I'd like to say a word on her behalf: Perrianne makes me laugh!)
How do you solve a quandry like Perrianne?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Perrianne?
A flibbety-gibbet, a will-o-the-wisp, a clown?
Many a thing you know she'd like to tell you.
Many a thing she hopes you'll understand.
Like engaging culture and art, with all your "burning heart".
It's quite a quantum leap for man.
How do you solve a quandry like Perrianne?
How does a non-conformist fit the plan?
Inspiring others with her Kingdom passion,
Using the proper side of her brain.
A football mom with rock-star sense of fashion.
A prophetess, a storm of latter rain.
Many a thing you know she'd like to tell you.
Many a thing she hopes you'll understand.
But how do you watch her play and in religion stay?
How do you keep a wave upon the sand?
How do you solve a quandry like Perriane?
How does a non-conformist fit the plan?
(Amen.)
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