Wednesday, March 16, 2005

still Holy

I remember when I was a kid and we took a family vacation down to Mammoth Cave. I think caves are neat, and always wanted to go spelunking. Probably b/c of all those Trixie Belden books I read, but I digress… The first thing you notice is the way your skin feels. The temperature drops the further down you go, and somehow even in the driest of caves it feels like everything is just almost wet. I remember how it attacks all of your senses all at once. Everything just feels, looks, and sounds different. What I remember more than anything else though is the way it felt when they shut out the light the guide was carrying. I don’t think I’ve ever been anywhere that it could possibly be as dark as it was in that cave. What’s even more surprising than that though, is the way you feel when you walk back outside into the bright sunlight. Suddenly you appreciate that sun for what it is so much more than you ever would’ve before. And you realize that even those other times when you thought you were in the dark and found a little light, can’t even compare to the light you’re in right now. If I close my eyes really tight, I can still remember what that darkness feels like and it's just as much a part of me as the sun. Maybe that's b/c even in the darkest of dark, I wasn't ever alone. It's funny, I don't think I really understood that then.

Holy, You are still holy
Even when the darkness surrounds my life
Sovereign, You are still sovereign
Even when confusion has blinded my eyes
Lord I don’t deserve Your kind affection
When my unbelief has kept me from Your touch
I want my life to be a pure reflection Of Your love ...

So I come into Your chambers
And I dance at Your feet,
Lord You are my Saviour
And I’m at Your mercy
All that has been in my life up to now
Belongs to You
You are still holy
~R. Springer


Blogger keith said...

i wrote about my cave experience a little on my old page, but i must agree it was powerful, dark, absence of light, strange, scarry, dark. we stayed in for several minutes just experiencing the dark and silence it was metaphysical and one of those change your perspective kind of moments, one might say it was illuminating.

8:48 PM  
Blogger 3 said...

I took some time to parouse through your musings and I absolutely love your writing. You are a wonderful story teller. Thank you for the Jack quote...

1:22 AM  
Blogger ty said...

i went to a couple of those caves in tennessee, and you writing about them made me remember the exact same thing.

on another note, i have to say i think it's hilarious that you still have a link to jay's blog since he hasn't updated in a year and a half. by the way, we got an email from caress that she's getting married but didn't have his email to let him know. would you mind passing the info along? he can email me for more info if he wants...

9:34 PM  

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