It’s Not a Matter of Time, It’s a Matter of Timing

I love songs that lead me to reflection and introspection, spurring me on to ask some of life’s big questions: How did I get here? Is this where I want to be? How do I make sure I don’t waste my life? Motion City Soundtrack recently released a catchy new single called “Timelines” that I haven’t been able to get out of my head since I heard it. The song’s chorus “It’s not a matter of time, it’s a matter of timing” underscores the reality that life is not a mere ticking clock, but a series of events that we live out that have meaning, purpose, and eternal value. Check out their new video:


Motion City Soundtrack, “Timelines”

There are also two other recent songs that I love that cause similar introspection:


Stereophonics, “Rewind”


Switchfoot, “This Is Your Life”

The Overturned Sardine Can: Unplugging U2′s “All Because of You”

“When you to decide to follow Christ, you are given an identity. You are no longer a faceless, unknown person in a world of billions. The Bible says you are now a child of God, a part of his family, and are even called a friend by Jesus himself. Those are not just throwaway lines: they are points of fact.”

 

More ugliness. That’s what I expected to see as I rode in the back of a pick-up truck into La Saline, the poorest slum of Port-au-Prince, Haiti. Since traveling to the Caribbean nation on a missions trip, I’d seen, smelled, and tasted ugliness all week long; the early morning truck ride offered up more of the same: poverty; disease; and malnutrition. My destination was a church located in the heart of La Saline. The truck soon pulled up to the makeshift shelter: scraps of sheet metal bound together, resembling an overturned sardine can for the church’s 200 worshippers. As I made my way into the building and took a seat, I was not in a spirit of worship; I was just looking forward to the ride back to a more palatable part of the city. But as the morning service got underway, and I began to look around and see what was happening around me, something radical happened. The ugliness of the slum faded away.

God offered me a window into what real beauty is. The worshippers had a beauty that went far beyond anything else the world has to offer – be it a sunset in Fiji, a fashion model, or a Michelangelo masterpiece. In their worn, weathered faces, I saw how “knock-out gorgeous” a full life with Christ can be. The joyful eyes and deep smiles in that church were far more infectious than the disease found in the open sewer outside the church building. Beauty, I came to realize, is not skin deep at all; it springs from the fullness of a soul transformed by Christ. In “All Because of You” [Lyrics] [iTunes], U2 looks at this kind of inner beauty. The song contrasts the ugliness of the world with the completeness of a life transformed by Christ.
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Do You Have a “Ho Hum” Faith?

“And now here we are, nearly 2,000 years later. We come to church today to celebrate the Resurrection. We have been taught the theology, we have sung the hymns, we believe the creeds. Yet some years at least, there can be a large gap somehow between our living of the Christian life and a deep sense of freedom in resurrection life. It can be not so much ‘Alleluia. Christ is risen. He is risen indeed!’ as ‘Alright. Alleluia anyway.’”

- Bishop Steven Conway

A Good Day

My dad inspires me. My parents are traveling in Sierra Leone, West Africa this month, and I got an email from him today that I just had to share on Canawalk. It exemplifies his outlook on life:

A eventful day. I was interviewed this morning. Then lunch. And the biggest traffic jam you ever seen. Took almost 2 hours to a 20 minute drive. Then a gas shortage and an hour wait to get to the gas pump. Then a 3.5 hour drive to our school. Then into Moyamba to the Hartford school for dinner and then to the house where we are spending the night. Ptl a good day – Joe and Carolyn

After being in the biggest traffic jam of his life, waiting an hour for gas, and traveling 3.5 hours on dusty, unpaved roads in rural Sierra Leone,  he ends his email matter-of-factly with “Ptl a good day”. Praise the Lord? A good day? I so easily get grouchy and stressed when I get caught up on Boston rush hour traffic or inconvenienced by a momentary wait in line. I want that take-life-as-it-comes attitude of my dad.
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