seeing as my last post was in october, I seem to have failed miserably at the blogging thing, but since I tend to be a blog-stalker, I think it's only appropriate that I attempt to keep this thing somewhat updated with things that go on inside my head.
I have some things brewing, but for now, this song was sent to me last week by a dear friend whom I may or may not have spent 2 months with in the beautiful country of kenya last summer. I can't encourage enough a download of it on itunes if you have the $.99 to spare. the guy's voice is incredible, and more importantly this song seems to perfectly embody an important thing that the Gospel asks of us. I think it sort of speaks for itself...read on...
indiscriminate act of kindness
by:: foy vance
she came from the cold wet
dropped her luggage bags
looked the concierge in the eye
said, "I need a room for the night,
but I don't got no money.
would you take payment of any kind?"
he said, "it's alright
I got a room here, you can share mine.
make the bed in the morning and that'll do fine.
you can change in the bathroom,
hang your clothes on the line."
a tear came to her eye
she thought how could he be so kind
how could he be so kind
she sat down on the bed with a needle
he said, "I'd hate to see you bleed,
just fetch a warm towel,
I'll sit with you til you're dry."
she started to cry
said, "why? why? why? why? why? why?"
consider it an indiscriminate act of kindness.
she was cold turkey
he was holding her hand
she said, "I was ruined by man,
this was never in my plans.
I dreamed of men who loved me,
together we'd see the world.
somehow I lost myself among the insults they hurled."
"I'm sure your a wonderful woman,
and someday there will surely be someone.
so just relax now, it's important that you're calm."
she said, "How is it you can see past me as I am?"
consider it an indiscriminate act of kindness.
"when you took your chances,
it was like you placed a bet.
and sometimes this is the reward you can get.
I was always taught
if you see someone defiled,
you should look them in the eyes and smile,
and take their heart, no better yet
take them home, home, home."
she awoke early in the morning
made the bed, gathered up her clothes to leave
saw the concierge curled on the settee
said, "what you did for me was hard for me to believe."
"I was just doing what was right.
no one that knows love could leave you out there on such a night.
if you can help someone,
bear this in mind
and consider it an indiscriminate act of kindness."
consider it an indiscriminate act of kindness.
that is beauty.
Suffering Honestly: Philip Yancey’s Undone
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Editor’s Note: Undone is acclaimed author Philip Yancey’s latest book,
published by Rabbit Room Press. In it, he renders 17th-century poet John
Donne’s med...
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