Lake Moran, Banff
Tauren Wells, “Known”
In this song by Tauren Wells, one short phrase “I surrender to Your kindness” struck me as I travelled on R3 to get to UAB this morning.
I kept repeating the phrase. . .”I surrender to Your kindness”. . .very Presbyterian from what I can tell, but also difficult to do. How often do we feel we surrender to kindness?
My thought was that we fight for the stigma and blame of our shortcomings. Somehow the fight equates to worth. Maybe the fight indicates we know the worth of the honor which we have lost, and so, we fight to regain honor by our own means? Seems focused on our accomplishment and pride, not on God’s grace.
Wallowing is another option, I guess, to keep putting the shortcoming out there, so God knows we are damn well sorry for said shortcoming. Yet the undercurrent of wallowing is being stuck. We’ll just keep hitting that rock over and over again while God’s grace rushes all around us. I guess the repetition has a certain beauty, a sound of repentance, if you will, but the deep pool of calm just downstream or the exhilaration of diving downward, via surrender, to the depths of grace is missed – or never even found.
(9/22/22)
