The blessing of divinity school is that you can think of just about anything
theologically…
I wonder if Jesus thought any of this in the garden. Alone, praying, knowing what is to come. He always told his disciples to not tell anyone who he was, that his identity was and is a realization we have to come to ourselves through our own experience… and here he sits in the garden… saying:
Don't let them in,
don't let them see
Be the good one you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel,
don't let them know
Well now they know
Struggling, always struggling. When the guards appear on the mountain and Jesus is sitting there knowing the time has come; this cup cannot be passed…
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Not Jesus’ will, but God’s be done. The time has come…
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on.
The cold never bothered me anyway
With his will completely turned over to God, it didn’t matter what anything else was. It didn’t matter what anyone else said. Some distance from everything – in solidarity with God – no longer asking for the cup to be passed…
“It is finished.”
Truly one with God now – leaving the earthly world behind – the storms still raging on the earth, the ever-going struggle between belief and unbelief – Jesus, now one with the wind and sky, all of creation…
And the curse of divinity school is that you can think of just about anything
theologically…
So,
I
haven’t watched Frozen, but I keep hearing the song “Let it Go” – and I
read
a blog about it that paints the song as an egotistical, self-involved,
terrible
song. Actually, I've read a couple of them, but those were not my
thoughts the first time I heard it. I heard strength and empowerment...
And after being invited to do a devotion for a meeting I decided to
really get down to what else can be seen in "Let it Go." So, now I
present "Let it Go" on the Cross:
The
snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I'm the Queen
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in;
Heaven knows I've tried
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I'm the Queen
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in;
Heaven knows I've tried
I wonder if Jesus thought any of this in the garden. Alone, praying, knowing what is to come. He always told his disciples to not tell anyone who he was, that his identity was and is a realization we have to come to ourselves through our own experience… and here he sits in the garden… saying:
Don't let them in,
don't let them see
Be the good one you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel,
don't let them know
Well now they know
Struggling, always struggling. When the guards appear on the mountain and Jesus is sitting there knowing the time has come; this cup cannot be passed…
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Not Jesus’ will, but God’s be done. The time has come…
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on.
The cold never bothered me anyway
Ridiculed and sent to court – it
didn’t matter what people were going to say because it was already in motion.
The cross was imminent...
It's
funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can't get to me at all
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can't get to me at all
With his will completely turned over to God, it didn’t matter what anything else was. It didn’t matter what anyone else said. Some distance from everything – in solidarity with God – no longer asking for the cup to be passed…
It's
time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I'm free!
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I'm free!
“It is finished.”
Let
it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
Truly one with God now – leaving the earthly world behind – the storms still raging on the earth, the ever-going struggle between belief and unbelief – Jesus, now one with the wind and sky, all of creation…
My
power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past
One with God – Coming back to earth to breathe the spirit on the disciples – breathing grace on the world, because the past is the past and we’re never going back…
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past
One with God – Coming back to earth to breathe the spirit on the disciples – breathing grace on the world, because the past is the past and we’re never going back…
Let
it go, let it go
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect one is gone
Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect one is gone
Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on
The storm rages on, each and every
day in the aftermath… but we rise in grace because the image of perfection is
gone, in the light of day we stand - mistakes, scars and all, and now we can let it all
go – give it to God. The storm will rage on… but…
The
cold never bothered me anyway!
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