This was sent to me by Gloria after reading my last series on Grace and the Building of Boats, written by Fernando Ortega. Nothing sums up a idea or dream as well as poetry.
Thanks Gloria.
I heard the master calling across the stormy sea
there is life for anyone who'll take it
not a path of safety or false security
put your trust in me and you will make it
leave the boat behind
step into the angry tide
walking on... walking on the water
come and follow me down a road you cannot see
walking on... walking on the water
hear the call to freedom, you who are afraid
dance upon your fears out on the ocean
hear the call of glory, join the fool's parade
come to me you proud who would be broken
leave the boat behind
step into the angry tide
walking on... walking on the water
come and follow me down a road you cannot see
walking on... walking on the water
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Song about Leaving Boats
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2 comments:
I have loved your series of boats—the imagery (‘this material of grace’, the ‘seatbelts’) is right on.
In your last post you said, “This is the scariest thing we have ever done.” I try to be honest with people telling them that if I hadn’t felt forced out of our boat, I doubt I would have had the courage to leave on my own. It is scary!
The poem in this post haunted me with an idea: are we even supposed to be in a boat? Does faith truly mean walking out on the water? And what does that mean in practical terms?
That is why i liked it too. I think the idea of a boat to contain our life with Father is impractical at best and in my own life would actually be disobedience.
What that means in practical terms is I guess what I am trying to walk out.
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