1. Fragments of creation pieces, no connection
out of touch and out of place
so much time and so much space

Reconnect us, resurrect us,
make us human please
Reconnect us, resurrect us,
stretch your arms between us

2. Hiding in the garden silent to the question
so much fear and so much doubt take our arms and stretch us out

Robin Mann © 1984. At the Lutheran World Federation's Assembly in Budapest, I assisted with the presentation on Disability. The group decided to present their report primarily as drama. I wrote this song to conclude the presentation


Thanks ...

Last Monday, November 19, I got back home after a 4 week trip, mostly in Queensland.Only possible because of
Ray Shillabeer.
He's been my driver for the past 7½ years, for trips to Victoria, ACT, NSW and Queensland. He likes to label himself as 'Ray the Roadie', but he's a lot more than that. For the churches & schools I've sung at, we both set up the sound gear - the amps, guitars et al. He then retires to a back seat, while I sing & play. Afterwards, at schools, we take the gear down together. But at churches, he looks after the gear, while I talk with people & sell CDs & books. We get to stay with people most places , & we both love meeting people, enjoying their terrific hospitality.
This trip was his swan-song. I know he's enjoyed the driving & meeting people, but I still don't know how to say thank you. In his modest, self deprecating way, he'd reject the label of 'Servant of Christ', but he's been that for me, & together we've been able to serve people in many places.