5.02.2013

"borning cry" eyes: part 1




"I was there to hear your borning cry.  
I'll be there when you are old.  
I rejoiced the day you were baptized, 
to see your life unfold."

Each time I spot "Borning Cry" in a church bulletin, my inner spiritual slacker rolls her eyes and sinks into the pew.  "Here we go again with the cheese-ball hymn," she scoffs.

I've sang/heard this song enough to put it on the level of Um Bop and Call me Maybe.  The verbs leave me dry, and the sing-song melody borders on annoying.  Common as cake on confirmation Sunday, it's a sentimental favorite for Aunt Ida's everywhere, so I don't want to overplay my disdain, but let's just say (while trying to hide sarcastic tone) that it's not a favorite.

That is, until last Sunday when it slapped me in the face.

Far from the cheese-ball I'd pegged it for, it socked me between the eyes in the way the best music does--lifting the deep to something new, or returning it to something forgotten.  I'd always placed the "your" lyric squarely on my own shoulders, and as I begrudgingly trudged through the lyrics Sunday, the pronoun lilted over to my own daughter's birthday (another word that I hadn't really seen until this year), and her baptism flooded my mind. 

I'd been singing it without singing IT.

And I found myself gripping the pew next to my knee, working to keep it together.  With this new rosetta stone for translation, I got a new sliver of the way God sees it, and even the smallest steps in this direction leave my little knees quaking.  The new perspective left me wonder-smiling on the last verse.

"As the evening gently closes in,
and you shut your weary eyes,
I'll be there as I have always been,
with just one more surprise."

God is in the "making things new" business, and I love it when His word smacks my preconceptions around, and the deep knowing clears out what I didn't even realize was gunking up my vision.
Ephesians 1:18 Open the eyes of their hearts, and let the light of Your truth flood in. Shine Your light on the hope You are calling them to embrace. 

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