AND Again!
Really! @#$#%#%$!!
Saturday, July 29, 2023
Blues Musician Mississippi Fred McDowell in 1960
Psalm 77:3
I think of God, and I moan; I meditate, and my spirit faints. Selah
Matthew 26:38-39
Then he said to them, ‘I am deeply grieved, even to death; remain here, and stay awake with me.’ And going a little farther, he threw himself on the ground and prayed, ‘My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from me; yet not what I want but what you want.
Words of Grace For Today
Some days the weight of Shtako, of Evil playing so freely all around and in our lives, and even in our own hearts, leaves us wondering if God can ever reach us, helps us, save us.
It’s too damn often that we are left so damn alone!
Even the thought of God, our prayers, our meditations, our efforts to sleep leave us grieving and moaning at how cruel the world is and how cruel everything in our lives can be to us and those we love.
…
We may well sing along with Steve or the Proclaimers
“Just when every ray of hope was gone, I should’a known that you would come along. I can’t believe I ever doubted you, my old friend the blues.
“Another lonely night, a nameless town. If sleep don’t take me first, you’ll come around, ’cause I know I can always count on you, my old friend the blues.
“Lovers leave and friends’ll let you down, but you’re the only sure thing that I’ve found. No matter what I do I’ll never lose my old friend the blues….
“Just let me hide my weary heart in you, my old friend the blues”
My Old Friend The Blues by Steve Earle, covered by many!
Only faith
Only faith given to us
Only faith given to us and renewed in us by the Holy Spirit
can assure us that God is with us, along with our friend the blues.
This is the faith that the saints have shared with us, and we saints today share with all people, especially those so often left in the company of the blues.
Then when the dark, blue silences catch up with us and we sing along with Simon and Garfunkel:
“Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping and the vision that was planted in my brain still remains within the sound of silence …”
We know the song does not end with us, and these dark, silenced times.
God sings along with us …
until we see we stand in the light of Christ again, the choir of saints singing with us
and
we can give God thanks, once again, and again.
Even today Blue is also the colour of hope, after all.