2. Christ on the crying tree, waiting to die:
why, God, forsake me now, why, God, O why?
God, can you now forgive? God, will you help me die?
God, do you feel my pain? God, can you cry?
3. Christ, if I wound myself under your tree,
will all the pain escape? Will I be free?
Christ, help me find within faith in myself again.
Help me discover you under my pain.
4. Is love the only way someone survives?
Is love the blood that heals wounds in our lives?
What if I took the leap, claiming my painful cries
were simply God’s deep love, helping me rise!
5. Beneath the crying tree, Christ knows my cry,
feels all the hurts I feel, knows how I die.
Deeper than bleeding wounds, deeper than hidden veins,
deeper than death itself — Christ feels the pain.
Words: Norman Habel Music: Robin Mann © 2004
2021 - Where do we go from here?
Breezin' along in my Japanese coupe, breezin' along with the windows down. The dog keeps sniffing the air - he's got an empty head but he's alright. We've got time to spare, time to get where, we don't know, and who cares?
And the days go fast and the nights go faster
Lord, where do we go from here?
Lord, where do you want me to be? (© Robin Mann 1972)
Some questions keep on coming, and this is one of them.
The pandemic has put a hold on so much, and while Australia is in a better position than many, uncertainty remains.
Two weeks ago I finished a song 'In the year that's coming'. It ends with:
May your love shine through us,
every day renew us,
keep on coming to us,
stay with us
in the coming year.