Monday, October 5, 2009

"Holy Now"

Sometimes it's good to just stop and smell the roses, so to speak. I found some words to a song that I thought was rather profound. I'm sure if one was a religious person, one could see these words through more of a religious view. I, myself, am not religious. I guess you could call me more spiritual. However, I came to view these words through a view of gratitude. We shouldn't be inspired by only the big events and coincidences that intersect our lives, but we should also find inspiration and gratitude through everything around us. However one believes this Earth came to be formed, it's still amazing and deserves our gratitude....not just our respect (although, even the respect seems to be very lacking these days). The miracles of life can be found far beyond the walls of a religious institution and we should open our eyes to find the reverence of life, which means to show and feel deep honor for all of the amazing intricacies of life. I also looked up the definition of "Holy". We often hear this word in accordance with the name of God, but "Holy" is defined as "having a Divine quality". Aren't we lucky that this world is filled with divine, or magnificent, qualities?

"Holy Now" by Peter Meyer

When I was a boy, each week
On Sunday, we would go to church,
And pay attention to the priest
He would read the holy word
And consecrate the holy bread
And everyone would kneel and bow
Today the only difference is
Everything is holy now
Everything is holy now

When I was in Sunday school
We would learn about the time
Moses split the sea in two
Jesus made the water wine
And I remember feeling sad
That miracles don't happen still
But now I can't keep track
'Cause everything's a miracle
Everything's a miracle

Wine from water is not so small
an even better magic trick
Is that anything is here at all
So the challenging thing becomes
Not to look for miracles
But finding where there isn't one

When holy water was rare at best
It barely wet my fingertips
But now I have to hold my breath
Like I'm swimming in a sea of it
It used to be a world half there
Heaven's second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
'Cause everything is holy now
Everything is holy now

Read a questioning child's face
And say it's not a testament
That'd be very hard to say
See another new morning come
And say it's not a sacrament
I tell you that it can't be done

This morning, outside I stood
And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
I remember when church let out
How things have changed since then
Everything is holy now
Everything is holy now

It used to be a world half-there
Heaven's second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
'Cause everything is holy now

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