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Thoroughly Alive

We must hunger after the beautiful and the good...

 

A Song for Watching Rainbows

Last night, Joy and I headed up to the Denver airport to fetch our siblings home for a week of celebration. We left just as a storm lumbered east over the plains. The sun peeked over the mountains and spilled a laughter of gold over the hills. Sun and storm met just above us, banded together by a rainbow. The whole car filled with the hush of our wondering. And then, with a sideways, knowing smile Joy said, "put on Chris Rice. My Cathedral."  So I did. And we were both smiling ear to ear at the song that filled the car, took hands with the sky and and sun and made our eyes dance...

It was beneath the blue skies I ran down to be baptized Felt the river wash me clean, and dried beneath the sun And to this day believing When wide awake, or dreaming I scan the ancient sky and understand where I belong...

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‘Cause out here in the stillness I find my house of worship With column trees and canopy of stars Here in my cathedral...

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This is where I find my soul Out where holy men of old First knelt in soil and thanked You for the rain Wrote the psalms that fill the air Herald angels sang their prayer Out beneath Your darling constellations

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So let me often wander In robin songs and thunder Surrounding me with stained-glass leaves that change with every breeze And out here in the stillness I’ll find my house of worship With column trees and canopy of stars...

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‘Cause out here in the stillness I find my house of worship With column trees and canopy of stars Here in my cathedral

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....my cathedral...

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(And if you haven't yet discovered Chris Rice, I humbly suggest you hasten to his website as soon as humanly possible. Start with any of his albums, though our family favorites are Deep Enough to Dream, Smell the Color 9, and Run the Earth, Watch the Sky. His music, his poetry made a common language between me and my siblings, his songs sang us homeward on road trips, accompanied our moments of outdoor exultation and just made life that much grander. )