THE WAY IS LOW
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.
Last Monday, November 19, I got back home after a 4 week trip, mostly in Queensland.Only possible because of
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.