How do you access it? With a key? Is there an access code with letters and/or numbers? What do you mean by "access?" Unlock? Go inside? Learn the secret? Is this access one-sided or reciprocal? So many questions. Speaking of codes and accessing, the proper code helps you access and engage apps, pages, and related.
And then… there's the debate about accessible places, opportunities, and "other," mostly related to public spaces, employment, and the digital world.
Sound bytes from the Youngbloods' classic hippie anthem "Get Together" have been getting airplay. The song's from an idealistic era of love don't hate, include don't exclude, accept don't reject, but isn't that idealism lived out exactly what we need in this fragmented world where hatred, exclusion, rejection, and refusal to listen and try to understand threaten to send civil society and the proclamation of the gospel into oblivion?
Love is the currency of the gospeled community:
By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another. John 13:35
"Get Together" reminds us we have the key, the access code that unlocks both fear (how many times does scripture counsel us do not fear?) and love.
Love is but a song we sing
Fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why
If you hear the song I sing
You will understand, listen
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command
Come on, people now
Smile on each other
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Songwriters: Chet Powers
Get Together lyrics © Ivan Mogull Music Corp., Irving Music Inc.
we do hold the key, don't we? We just need to use that divine ability to show love. Visiting from FMF#17
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and if we won't or can't refrain,
nevermore shall we return.
We feared the monsters in the night,
what bedside lamp might there reveal;
as we, adults, turn on the light,
we find that they are very real,
for they have fed through all the years
on impulses both dark and cruel,
on mockery of others' tears,
a Facebook Friend called ridicule
whom we've invited to remain
that we won't be alone again.
I don't know the song. Have to give it a listen. Thank you. #28
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