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September 21, 2003
By Jack Price
Flying Upside Down
Mark 9:30-37
Series: Life's Detours
Can you hear
it down the ages like a mighty trumpet sound,
a call to leave
the night and step into the morning?
It's a call to joy and gladness in a world of war and pain,
and yet it sounds
a note of danger and of warning.
It's a call to leave your treasures and your trinkets on the road,
A call to join the weeping, and to bear the sufferer's load.
It's a call to live like fools by another set of rules,
a call to take
your cross in hand and follow.
It's a call to love the stranger, it's a call to live as friends,
In a world that says good fences make good neighbors;
It's a call to face the makers of destruction and of war
And to plead that we put down those guns and sabers.
It's a call to
death and dying, it's a call to life and birth,
And it's a call to plant the seeds of love on barren planet Earth.
It's a call to
be the lowly, and it's a call to be the least,
It's a call to join the fasting that shall lead to final feast.
I hear that music, and it's calling me,
Come and be all that you were born to be,
If anybody would come after me, take up your cross and follow!
The
invitation is to follow the call of the song playing
within you. Learn to hear it. Come to understand
it. Live to follow it.
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