oh snapppp
oh snapppp
God is a lot of things/people to a lot of people. This song is a little bit of God for me.
Ukuthula - Peace
Kulumhlaba we zono - In this (broken) world of trouble
Igazi like Jesu lin yenyez’ - The blood of Jesus flowed (so that you could have:)
Ukuthula - Peace
Usindiso - Redemption
Ukubonga - Praise
Ukutholwa - Faith
Ukunqoba - Victory
Induduzo - Comfort
righteous.
(Source: tumblrthecreator, via queridajenny)
On the holy night, somehow, it happened.
Somehow, God took a handful of humanity:
Proud, petulant, passionate;
And a handful of divinity:
Undivided, inexpressible, incomprehensible:
And enclosed them in one small body.
Somehow, the all too human touched the divine,
and was vaporized.
To be human was never the same,
But forever thereafter,
Carried a hint of its close encounter with the perfect.
And forever thereafter, God was never the same,
but carried a hint of the passion of the mortal.
If God can lie down in a cattle trough,
Is any object safe from transformation?
If peasant girls can be mother to God,
Is any life safe from the invasion to the eternal?
If all this could happen, O God,
what places of darkness on our earth
are pregnant with light waiting to be born t his night?
If all this could happen, O God,
Then you could be, and are, anywhere, everywhere,
Waiting to be born this night in the most unbelievable places,
Perhaps even in our own hearts.
Amen.