THE WAY IS LOW

1. Low, the way is low
with the man the angels praise. He who spoke the sky
was a baby dressed in hay.

We are companions of
the one whose name is Love,
we share his life as we grow.
We carry Jesus' death
with each and every breath,
our hope is high, the way is low.

2. See the glory road,
he was tempted by it too. But he set his course with Jerusalem in view.

3. When our time is gone,
we will see the great new day. Till that day appears,
all we know is Jesus' way.


1980. When I was asked to give names to the tunes of my songs/hymns for the supplement to the Lutheran Hymnal in Australia, Dorothy and I had a great time choosing names. This one was called "Long Flat", after the place where I grew up. It's a small dairying community just across the Murray River and slightly downstream from Murray Bridge. The reclaimed swamp provides rich pasture for cattle, but the name says a lot about it. It's plain, ordinary, small, and the prevailing smell is cow manure. It ties in very well with my feeling about the Christian life. Though we're heading towards a glorious future and we get glimpses of that here and now, the day by day reality is humble. We meet God in our neighbours, we praise God in our work. God speaks to us through others - our wives, husbands, children and even our pastors (just a joke!). And God comes to us in a sip of wine and a little piece of wafer or bread. Resurrection is coming, but we are called to follow Jesus down the road to Jerusalem.


 

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.