the bolt of lightning struck very close - Gery assures us that it was just outside his kitchen window - "you actaully saw the bolt strike the ground?" i asked him, "well just a big white flash outside the window" he replied. that is what we saw outside our window: a big white flash in the night, then a loud cracking thrumbling rumble and my barefeet could feel the trembling of the ground.
that is when Laurent covered his ears with his hands and cowered in fright and my feelings suddenly changed towards Laurent. instead of saying to him "take your hand out of your mouth, Lau-lau", "calm down", "stop being so excitable" i suddenly saw him as a poor frightened creature in need of comfort.
while he was brushing his teeth, Marie-Astrid leaned close to me and said "give him some comforting words when you put him to bed tonight, tell him that everything will be alright and reassure him that i will be sleeping downstairs tonight"
"everything will be alright" where does comes our sense of security come from? the absolute truth is that "it is possible that everything will not be alright", who can say for sure? in fact, everything does not always turn out alright for all people.
a couple of days later i was in Taizé listening to about 4000 german voices gathered in the church singing "Behute mich Gott, ich vertraue dir"
look after me God, i trust in you.
on the way there Julien had given me a long lift from Paris and i had tried to explain to him what Taizé was and how their songs had appeal to people who were not necessarily christians, but merely seekers, even through the words were grounded in the christian context.
as i listened to the words - look after me God, i trust in You - sopranos, altos, tenors, basses, all united into one sweet voice of sincerity - i realised that you would have to have faith in something, whether you call it Life or whether you call it God, you would have to want to have faith in something in order to sing lyrics like that.
that is what unites all the people who come to Taizé: they are all seekers of something strong, they are all multilingual faith-seekers.
that is when Laurent covered his ears with his hands and cowered in fright and my feelings suddenly changed towards Laurent. instead of saying to him "take your hand out of your mouth, Lau-lau", "calm down", "stop being so excitable" i suddenly saw him as a poor frightened creature in need of comfort.
while he was brushing his teeth, Marie-Astrid leaned close to me and said "give him some comforting words when you put him to bed tonight, tell him that everything will be alright and reassure him that i will be sleeping downstairs tonight"
"everything will be alright" where does comes our sense of security come from? the absolute truth is that "it is possible that everything will not be alright", who can say for sure? in fact, everything does not always turn out alright for all people.
a couple of days later i was in Taizé listening to about 4000 german voices gathered in the church singing "Behute mich Gott, ich vertraue dir"
look after me God, i trust in you.
on the way there Julien had given me a long lift from Paris and i had tried to explain to him what Taizé was and how their songs had appeal to people who were not necessarily christians, but merely seekers, even through the words were grounded in the christian context.
as i listened to the words - look after me God, i trust in You - sopranos, altos, tenors, basses, all united into one sweet voice of sincerity - i realised that you would have to have faith in something, whether you call it Life or whether you call it God, you would have to want to have faith in something in order to sing lyrics like that.
that is what unites all the people who come to Taizé: they are all seekers of something strong, they are all multilingual faith-seekers.
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