Touched by the SON...

As a Christian I find spiritual meaning in a lot of different places.  I particularly enjoy Carly Simon's music and have found my self swapping "SON" for "sun" when singing along with her song "Touched by the Sun".  The sun is the center of our solar system.  Without it all life would cease.  As Christians the SON should be the center of our soular system.

 

If you want to be brave
And reach for the top of the sky
And the farthest point on the horizon
Do you know who you'll meet there
Great soldiers and seafarers,
Artists and dreamers
Who need to be close, close to the light
They need to be in danger of burning by fire
And I, I want to get there
I, I want to be one
One who is touched by the SON,
One who is touched by the SON

 

As a Christian I want to be one who is touched by the SON.  I want to feel his presence in my life.  I want to feel the burning, yearning desire to be part of HIS holiness. 

 

Often I want to walk
The safe side of the street
And lull myself to sleep
And dull my pain
But deep down inside I know
I've got to learn from the greats,
Earn my right to be living,
Let my wings of desire
Soar over the night
I need to let them say
"She must have been mad"
And I, I want to get there
I, I want to be one
One who is touched by the SON,
One who is touched by the SON

 

This goes along with my post about talents.  Sometimes I want to just phone in my life.  Take the easy way out.  Come home every day and just lay on the couch and dull my senses with tv and beer, but deep inside I feel this yearning for more.  That my talents are wasted and that I was built for a grander purpose.

 

I've got to learn from the greats,
Earn my right to be living,
With every breath that I take,
Every heartbeat
And I, I want to get there
I, I want to be one, One who is touched by the SON,
One who is touched by the SON.

 

As Christians I think we all want to "get there".  To be touched by the SON.  I think we all want to walk through the gates of heaven and hear those words..."Well done, good and faithful servant" Mathew 25:21

 

To that end then I say....start today.  Start now.  Take that first step.  Everyone's journey to the end will be different.  The key is that it is a journey.  Always moving forward...

 

                                                                                                                           -E-

Choose your words wisely, Wordsmith...

The Pen is My Sword

The Desk is My Horse

Onward I Race into

The Battle of Words

-E-

 

As a wordsmith (author/writer) words mean something to me.  Not only are they a way to express ideas but also a way to convey feelings.  I've heard the saying "Actions speak louder than words" but to me I think words cut deeper.  A slap to the face may sting but I think a cutting remark or a cross word has the potential to last a lifetime.  I believe wholeheartedly in the saying "the pen is mightier than the sword".  Governments have been toppled on words alone...

 

How many of us remember the multiple spankings we received as a child?  Do we remember each individual spanking? Probably not.  But do we remember the time our mother told us she wished we were never born?  Do we remember the moment our father told us he was disappointed in us?  Told us that we were not good enough to make the football team?  In everyone's life there is probably a time that they can remember where someone's words burned them to the very core. 

We as a society need to stop handing out abuse in the form of words and need to start taking a moment to think before we speak or write.  A pause in the action to avoid a lifetime of pain.  Count to three...walk away...do something other than launching that volley of arrows that will forever scar a person. 

There is forgiveness and there is forgetting.  One is infinitely easier than the other.  I find it easy to forgive.  However, in the down time...in the darkness just before sleep I can hear the words reverberating in my mind.  The damaging tones.  The stinging barbed colloquy.  The conversation replays over and over in my mind.  What did they mean?  Why did they say that?  I should have said this... I should have explained better...Was what they said true?  Am I really like that? Do I act that way?

It begins the seeds of doubt which begin to thrive, grow and choke out our self worth.  We refer to our society as cultured.  We refer to other countries as third-world countries.  But are we really so enlightened or are we just in denial. 

Maybe it is time we took a long hard look at the mirror...

                                                                                                                       -E-

Observations...

There is more to stop and smell the roses than we think. Ever wonder how life was before technology.  It is said that animals possess a kind of inner sense of the world.  A sixth sense if you will. Stories of dogs getting freaky right before an earthquake.  I've noticed that a few days before a storm the birds will congregate on the wires. Do they know a storm is coming and if so how? GOD is magnificent in his design. The birds come together to weather the storm as a group for protection then part to resume their lives.  We could learn something by allowing ourselves to come together to weather our own storms. However,  I think our lives have become so dependent on technology that we have lost the gifts GOD has granted us. We have lost that inner connection to the natural world...and because of that disconnect we feel lost and alone.  Well it is still there. Turn off the computer.  Turn off the cell phones.  Step outside and smell the roses. Watch the birds. Listen to the natural rhythm of the world around you.     -E-