Glorious

As I was praying for help to find a way to encourage more of us to work harder to heal Mother Earth, I was led to discover the video below of David Archuleta singing “Glorious”. Art is usually a better expression of spiritual things we try to say.

Those of us who have been warning about the destruction of our environment have been singularly unsuccessful in persuading others to do what needs to be done to stop harming, and start healing our Mother. 

I don’t know how many years I’ve been saying “we have to stop using fossil fuels NOW.” It is obvious how ineffective that has been.

As the song says, “you will find that there is a purpose. It’s been within you all along. And when you’re near it you can almost hear it.”

My experience is you actually can hear it if you listen deeply, closely enough. So don’t listen to others. Rather, listen to the Spirit that is within you right now. “It’s like a symphony. Just keep listening, and pretty soon you’ll start to figure out your part. Everyone plays a piece…”

It’s glorious.


There are times when
You might feel aimless
And can’t see the places
Where you belong
But you will find that
There is a purpose
It’s been there within you
All along
And when you’re near it
You can almost hear it

It’s like a symphony
Just keep listening
And pretty soon you’ll start
To figure out your part
Everyone plays a piece
and there are melodies
In each one of us
Oohhh it’s glorious

And you will know how
To let it ring out
As you discover
Who you are
Others around you
Will start to wake up
To the sounds that are
In their hearts
It’s so amazing
What we’re all creating

It’s like a symphony
Just keep listening
And pretty soon you’ll start
To figure out your part
Everyone plays a piece
and there are melodies
In each one of us
Oohhh it’s glorious

And as you feel
The notes build
Higher
You will see

It’s like a symphony
Just keep listening
And pretty soon you’ll start
To figure out your part
Everyone plays a piece
And there are melodies
In each one of us

Oohhh it’s glorious

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