So, I've just been watching the bbc version of The Passion and while I didn't really think much of it during my inital viewing earlier this week, I couldn't help but get choaked up watching it this afternoon.
At church this morning we did a song called See His Love by Tom Tom Lockley (or just Tom to his mother), [edit: actually check this one out] we had a choir singing with the band and did it in a sort of funk(ish) style (well, that's how it sounded in the practice anyway). The choir was amazing and really made the song, however, as much as I enjoyed the song, I couldn't help but feel the music, whatever style the song was played, was completely inadequate.
The chorus goes:
This is Jesus in His glory
King of Heaven dying for me
It is finished, He has done it
Death is beaten, Heaven beckons me
I think if you have a look at the link for the song you might know what I mean. It commands a response, "why do we celebrate Easter?" (Ian Savory this morning) because it commands a response.
As yet, my response has only been to gasp for my breath, to (when in the company of others) cough to cover up my involuntary vocal reaction to seeing a beaten man with a torn open back hanging nailed to a tree. It's big stuff and I say it again, it commands a response.
[Edit: And if I (you) need any further encouragement,
" If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And the heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way he loves Us all."
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