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Easter Fire and Kyrie Eleison

The best way to live is with a song in your heart. Two songs served as inspiration for this reflection. Easter Season teases our souls every year. Like a moth to flame, we hover near the season鈥檚 celebrations but hesitate to plunge right in.

The best way to live is with a song in your heart. Two songs served as inspiration for this reflection.

Easter Season teases our souls every year. Like a moth to flame, we hover near the season鈥檚 celebrations but hesitate to plunge right in.

After the Holy Thursday, Good Friday and Easter Sunday Resurrection celebrations we are caught again with the hopes and inspirations to continue our life鈥檚 journey.

In 鈥淪tart a Fire鈥 the band Unspoken describes our world, which is 鈥渃old and bitter鈥 at times; 鈥淔eels like we鈥檙e in the dead of winter waiting for something better鈥. The song continues:

鈥淥ver and over againI hear Your voice in my head

Let Your light shine, let Your light shine for all to see.鈥

Then the chorus says,

鈥淪tart a fire in my soul

Fan the flame and make it grow

So there's no doubt or denying

Let it burn so brightly

That everyone around can see

That it's You, that it's You that we need

Start a fire in me.鈥

Our after Easter journey should be one with Jesus by our side. Imagining Jesus with us in the boat when the seas are choppy, imagining Jesus in our car on a journey through an icy storm 鈥 these were thoughts I shared in an earlier article. That sounds easy enough.

As we continue life after Good Friday death and Easter Sunday Resurrection another song echoes in my mind:

鈥淜yrie eleison, down the road that I must travel

Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night

Kyrie eleison, where I'm going, will you follow?

Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light.鈥

John Lang鈥檚 lyrics and artists Mr Mister with their 1980鈥檚 hit 鈥淜yrie鈥 speak of a fire that burns a 鈥済emlike flame鈥. That muse still haunts me, like good music will:

鈥淭he wind blows hard against this mountain side

Across the sea into my soul

It reaches into where I cannot hide

Setting my feet upon the road.鈥

Yes, my memories go back to

鈥淲hen I was young I thought of growing old

Of what my life would mean to me

Would I have followed down my chosen road

Or only wished what I could be.鈥

The marvel of Easter is in getting to know Jesus a little better. Incredibly God still stands on the path like a Prodigal Father, hoping we will return to Him. More incredibly God is ready to forgive us and forgive us and forgive us, even when He knows we will falter again.

As we continue our life鈥檚 journey after Easter may the 鈥淟ord have mercy鈥 song stay with us as we 鈥渇ind ourselves again鈥:

鈥淜yrie eleison, down the road that I must travel

Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night

Kyrie eleison, where I'm going, will you follow?

Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light.鈥

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