"Graceland" is the name of my favorite song and album. It's by Paul Simon, but more importantly, it's what "home" sounds and feels like to me. We always listened to this album as we traveled from my home in Tennessee to my parents' childhood homes in Florida. But today, it's also a pretty good snapshot of my theology. Somewhere I really believe that the Christian journey is all about a wild trip to Grace-land. As I see it, Grace-land is the place where God is waiting to meet even us–with all the baggage and brokeness that we tote with us. Grace-land is the place where we will be received with open arms, even though our attempts at “getting it right” have been miserable failures at best. But, I think, every step we take is a step on the journey to Graceland.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

I once was blind, but now I see...

How funny-- I didn't even realize how poor my eyesight had gotten and when I scheduled my eye exam, I was mostly thinking it was just a checkup.  Oh, there were those times before Christmas when I realized I couldn't see the TV, but I thought my eyes were just tired from all the knitting I was doing.  Turns out I've needed glasses for a long time, and just didn't realize it.  Wearing the new glasses, the world is so much crisper than it has been.  I didn't even know that most of the world was fuzzy to me!

You can't realize that your own reality isn't normal unless you have something else to compare it to-- and when do you ever get the chance to look through someone else's eyes?

 
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