http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hallelujah_(song)

Pretty massive..

I think it’s portrayal of the concept of crying ‘Hallelujah’ is highly accurate to my generation. I was chatting with friends about faith not long ago and were all joking that most of them believe in God when the plane is crashing kinda thing. That’s when they would be on their knees. It’s pretty true for most of my generation.

‘…and it’s not a cry that you hear at night, it’s not somebody that’s seen the light, it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah..’

This, I think, is where God wants us to find him. The bible doesn’t say much about striving for a cruisy life, it says quite the opposite, that in a state of richness and contentedness it is quite difficult to find God. He wants us to dare to be broken.

2 relevant poems:

call to worship

this is a holy space and a sacred time

not because god is here in any special way -
god is no different in this place
to anywhere else -
but because we are here in a special way

in this space and time
all of who we are
is welcome

so bring the broken, darkest parts of you -
the parts which strive to be beautiful
and those which are nothing but flawed -

put them next to mine

as together,
in this holy space and sacred time,
we let them be shaped
by god.

welcome to worship…
-Cheryl Lawrie-

and this one too:

confession

we are broken people.

we make lists
- written in fine script on parchment
or scrawled onto cardboard -
of explanations

stories and excuses
we use to paper over the fragility of our lives

and there is no courage
yet
to strip away the layers
we know hold us together

to shatter takes faith we do not yet have…

-Cheryl Lawrie-