Fellowship

Lately I have not been able to hang out with... anyone, really. Its a mix of people getting married, I moved, I don't have a car, people forget me, I don't call people to say 'hey, lets hang out'... you know, the norm. But last night I got a call from a friend I hadn't seen since sometime last summer saying she was in town & hanging out with her sister & a friend from overseas & that she would come pick me up so we could all hang out. I of course agreed & soon we were @ her sis's house catching up, playing Phase 10 (a favorite game of M's everywhere) & laughing. Basically enjoying life. I learned her sister is moving back to India for awhile which is awesome & I wish I could too. Not enough times like these. Last night I was also introduced to Josh Garrels , A very talented jazzy acoustic artist. If you like the likes Bon Iver & Sufjan Stevens, you should check him out. Very mellow & very intriguing.

The weather this morning in SPFLD, MO is very cool & foggy which takes me back to winter days in New Delhi & late summer days in Chardukan, though the fog here is not quite as thick. I have also been rediscovering a band that was one of my favorites in my late teens who were very awesome & I miss them. They wrote some very introspective songs. Their name was Poor Old Lu, taken from C.S. Lewis' The Chronicles of Narnia & today I will leave you with the lyrics of one of thier songs:

"so now hold your breath
and set the stage
prepare yourself for the cynic's rage
is it a question still of who is man?
or how they feel and what i am

but digging deep i found a way
what more do i need to say

gone through life and death
and what remains
if any blemish hang your head in shame
like a fever that just keeps you down
would you simply let it stay around?

'digging deep' i guess i say
is more pridefulness of that day
in truth i know that it is clear
i was distant, God is near

in the goodness and strife
found and empty wanting life
though so long made no sound
with tears i bowed myself down

won't you greet this man
and hear his words
maybe an open ear would make him stir
could a closed heart have saved all man?

digging deep i guess i say
is more pridefulness of that day
in truth i know that it is clear
i was distant, God is near

so now hold your breath and set the stage
prepare yourself for the cynics rage
is it a question still of who is man?
or how they feel and what i am"

Poor Old Lu ~ Digging Deep