Good Monsters

Ek het hierdie naweek Jars of Clay se CD Good Monsters aangeskaf.  Die volgende is die 7de snit op die CD.  My hart kramp sommer as ek dink aan die wanhoop wat daar op hierdie tydstip op so baie plekke rondom die wêreld heers.

“Sometimes when I lose my grip I wonder what to make of Heaven – All the times I thought to reach up – All the times I had to give – Babies underneath their beds – Hospitals that cannot treat – All the wounds that money causes – All the comforts of cathedrals – All the cries of thirsty children – This is our inheritance – All the rage of watching mothers – This is our greatest offence”