As of late, my wife and I have a codeword that we like to use with one another. Actually, to be exact, it’s three words. We find ourselves uttering these codeword(s) to one another in moments when someone’s words lack substance. Whether it’s an excuse from someone about how they’re not available or endless babble about something meaningless to us or a preacher’s rambling about whatever.
Codeword: “Blah, blah, blah”
It’s our way of telling one another that it’s just empty…meaningless…taking up space for no reason…disconnected from our reality.
Yesterday, the codeword came out of my mouth once again. As I dialed through Laura’s iPod trying to find a song or two to enjoy on our journey down to Orange County to visit some friends, I landed on “Beautiful Things” by Gungor. I’ve been listening to this song alot lately. Sometimes, I’ll just listen to it over and over in my car as I drive to a client meeting.
“There’s something about this song that gives me hope. I was sitting there at church yesterday while they were playing those songs, and all I heard was blah, blah, blah. It’s not that I don’t believe the truths within the songs, but they just seem empty to me right now…disconnected from my reality.”
But…this song resonates in my soul. I sense God’s Presence when I hear this song…and it gives me hope for our/my future.
“Beautiful Things” by Gungor
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You are making me new
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new

This afternoon, Waverly and Emerson selected 70 or so images from the bizillion I took in India. They wanted to print them out and show them to their classmates on the first day back to school. For quick and cheap prints, we use Costco’s 1 hour photo by uploading them online and picking them up at the local store. Although the site said they’d be ready at 8:26pm, I thought I’d head over early expecting them to be done already.


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