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Honoring my friend
I lost a dear friend to cancer this month. He was 62. Too young to leave, but old enough to pick up cynicism, skepticism, jadedness and scorn. It’s as easy as gathering cat hair on a black skirt. But he didn’t. This isn’t hagiography. He was truly sweet, caring about others even in his darkest times.
To honor him, I’ve resolved to be kinder. This song has been inspiring me.
Kind Word by Terry Scott Taylor
Kind word
Looking for a kind word in a dark world
Under a mean spell
The golden rule is you get what you give
So I’ll wish you well, make sure you have heard
A kind word
Kind word
I know it isn’t much, but a blade of grass can crack the pavement
And if enough of us would go against the grain
In time we’d be a green field, dressed in God’s own finest raiment
Soaking up the sunshine and laughing in the rain
(Chorus)
I see the cardboard boxes, the fragile houses of the lost
I see the endless line of crosses carved by hands of hate and war
I see the broken children fists of blinding rage have tossed us
Can we start with just this little thing that can lead to something more?
(Chorus)
They say a single prayer can move a mountain
And I know a little faith can turn the tide
Our need to love and be loved can soon become a fountain
That forms a river flowing deep and wide
(Chorus)
What will it take to free us from distant hearts and downcast eyes?
To see the face of Jesus in the stranger on the street?
Who will water seeds of holiness in someone we’ve despised
Will Heaven tell ours were the words that washed His hands and feet?
A kind word
Looking for a kind word in a dark world
Under a mean spell
The golden rule is you get what you give
So I’ll wish you well, make sure you have heard
A kind word
Kind word
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