It's late, the dinner shift was busy, and I am missing my friend David. I've turned to music we shared together, particularly Mark Heard and Pierce Pettis. One of Pierce's songs, "I've Got a Hope," keeps circling around. I tried to find it on YouTube to no avail, but here is the lyric. It comes from his
State of GraceCD, which is worth the investment.
Man is born to trouble All the days of his life As the sparks fly upward From bonfires at night They fill up the heavens With pinpoints of light And I've got a hope That is not in this worldTime, it is turningLike a plow in the field It roots up the earthAnd what's hidden is revealedSewing the futureWhile the past, it is sealedI've got a hopeThat is not in this worldHalf of the battleIs only with myselfWhile the other halfIs something I can't helpLest I should stumbleI try not to forgetThat every hair is numbered Every footstep, every breath And this life that I'm living It will not end in deathI've got a hopeThat is not in this world I've got a hopeThat is not in this worldI'm going to let his words be enough for this night.
Peace,
Milton