We sang this song at church a few weeks ago. We are attending a Mennonite church these days, albeit rather sporadically. I've not been terribly excited about church for, oh, the last ten or twelve years for a lot of reasons that I don't really have the time to try to articulate right now. But this church, when we attend, we find to be warm and welcoming - and I find their message to be a little bit more in alignment with what I've been pondering and looking for over the past number of years.
And this song resonated with some of what I've found or been thinking about the last few years, too.
With Kindness (by Brian McLaren)
Christ has no body here but ours
No hands no fet here on earth but ours
Ours are the eyes through which He looks
On this world
With kindness
Our are the hands through which He works
Ours are the feet on which He moves
Ours are the voices through which He speaks
To this world
With kindness
Through our touch our smile our listening ear
Embodied in us Jesus is living here
Let us go now
Filled with the Spirit into this world
With kindness
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