Friday, March 18, 2011

At church on Sunday, the following Hymn written by Shirley Erena Murray was sung as the offertory anthem.  It touched me to the point where I felt tears beginning to well up in my eyes.  I guess I was more tired than I realized and the internalized stress from making such a big changes in my life sort of burst out from where I had it pent up when I heard the opening words.  

It might seem strange to the under 30 crowd reading this, but even us old people worry about making friends in a new place and have fears about our decisions being "right"....... at least I do.  There's an insecure middle-schooler hiding inside of each of us. 

There's a lot to think about with this move and I still vacillate between being delighted and scared to death.  I try not to view Lexington as the "perfect" place since I know it has warts and problems.  I'm not implying that I want to be a hermit after we move..... on the contrary, I'm expecting to be uber involved in community activities and affairs, but still I'm hoping that moving here helps me find my own "quiet center."

Come and find the quiet center in the crowded life we lead,
find the room for hope to enter,
find the frame where we are freed: 
Clear the chaos and the clutter,
clear our eyes that we can see all the things that really matter,
be at peace, and simply be.

Silence is a friend, who claims us, 
cools the heat and slows the pace,
God it is who speaks and names us, 
knows our Being, touches base,
making space within our thinking, lifting shades to show the sun, raising courage when we’re shrinking, 
finding scope for faith begun.

In the spirit let us travel, open to each other’s pain. 
Let our loves and fears unravel, celebrate the space we gain:
 There’s a place for deepest dreaming,
there’s a time for heart to care,
in the spirit’s lively scheming there is always room to spare.

Buffalo Creek in Rockbridge County, Lexington VA


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