Go::
A la la here and a doo doo there
And an English song here and a
Hungarian there or even a Spanish one
these days as I prepare to use this language as I haven’t
in a year.
A worship song to pull us together and to Him in our car
as we wax the wheels and drive the roads
of our new life
It seems like song has woven together all of the
parts and the worlds that meet in
our family these days.
My daughter follows her namesake with a true
love for music. She is a pro at
the Hungarian songs she has been learning in
school…her favorite performed on demand before family and friends
here and across the ocean is about a katicabogár {lady bug}.
And I think of the tears in my eyes as her class at school
joined hands and sang in a beautiful little clear voice harmony
a Hungarian folk song. And I felt so alive, so very, very, very
blessed to call another country my home.
And I think about my sweet hubby who loves rap and
has fired himself up and our kids with this song.
How his laid back heart is stoked to life and he is
ready to walk the streets with the Gospel…calling out
in a humble yet persistent way, these above-all-others
words of Life…praying for someone ready to hear.
And I remember the song of Creation not sung in English or Hungarian or Greek
or Spanish or Hebrew…that song of creation the first words of man
in a language that the whole world could understand
And I remember this is the song that calls again to us
in between countries and cultures and a whole wide world
ready, oh-so-ready, yearning, breaking, longing for the song
of a God that will set them free…
