Word of Life Church Podcast

No Man Is an Island 

No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.

Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

–John Donne (1571–1631), English poet and priest

"Love alone is credible; nothing else can be believed, and nothing else ought to be believed." –Hans Urs von Balthasar

COEXIST (I Will Bless The Lord At All Times?)
U2

"Am I the best or the worst or the worst of the best?" she sang
Ice cream smile wide as a mile back then
"Say a nice prayer, be a good girl, finger on my lips"
When she returned her lipstick had learned how not to kiss
I can't fix her, can only love her
Can't keep her pocket full
I can't keep her face in smiles
Someone's stolen what was beautiful
I can't sing her home to me in rhymes
But I will bless the Lord at all times

Bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times

Every night we hope and pray for a new day to rise
Every morning when the sun shows up it's still a surprise
Any child is every child in any mother's eyes
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times

That child you hear has been crying for years in the wilderness
A child without armour had no hatred to harbour, only loveliness
The driver of the ambulance unpacks his shirt pressed and neat
To honour the hurt and the hungry he will later greet
There's not so much road left here and no road signs
Drones hover without any consciousness over war crimes
I will bless the Lord at all times?

The tide is rising, all ships are sinking
New poets must despise all old ways of thinking
Whoever made language must've been drinking
Twenty-six characters own all the ink and printing
I got so many words in my head but I can't find the lines
I will bless the Lord at all times

Changes, these changes
Will rain on this parade
Changes, these changes
I am not afraid

No one there to write it down
But when the prophet came around
Said "I've a stranger with me
In the fight none can compare
But food and shelter we share
Beloved community"

Every night we hope and pray for a new day to rise
Every morning when the sun shows up, it's still a surprise
Any child is every child in any mother's eyes
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord at all times
I will bless the Lord
I will bless the Lord at all times

Changes, these changes
Will rain on this parade
Changes, these changes
I am not afraid
The pages that enrage us
She tears them from the book
"Save us, save us" sings the girl of Guadalupe

Kansas City
The New Basement Tapes

I listen to you time and time again
While you tell me just what's right
And you tell me a thousand things a day
Then sleep somewhere's else in the night
I'm going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

And you called me to come, then I do
Then you say you've made some mistake
You invite me into your house
Then you say gotta to pay for what you break
Going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

Gypsy woman, you know every place I go
Even a thousand miles away from home
And you don't care if I'm asleep or I'm awake
This fickle heart just turned to stone
Going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City

And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
And I love you dear, but just how long
Can I keep singing the same old song
I'm going back to Kansas City