THE JUGGLER... AND GOD'S SKITTLE OF GRACE
30/09/2018
You are born
And before you know it
Your parents throw you a skittle
Catch it
Expectations of being like them
Thinking like them
Wearing what they think, to be respectable
Meeting their dreams
Finding a secure future in the job they’d like you to have
The spouse that they would like you to have
Making them proud...
Don’t drop it...
And you go off to school
And before you know it
Teachers are throwing you a skittle
To achieve and excel
To make the grade
To improve their school league tables
And to get you to University
To study that which would
Give you a secure future in the job that they’d like you to have
You better work, work, work
You better not drop it
Don’t drop it...
And you get a school break
And before you know it
You are trying to make friends
And trying to get into that gang
And your peers are throwing you a skittle
Wear what we wear
Like the music we like
Do what we do
Drink what we drink
Smoke what we smoke
Pray like we pray
Read the Bible like we read the Bible
Become like us
Because we are cool
And you need to be cool
To be given the same label of cool
You better get cool
You better conform
Don’t drop it...
You better juggle
You cannot hold all three skittles
Keep them all in the air
Don’t drop any
Even when your parents skittle
And your Church’s skittle
Clashes with your friends’ skittle
Keep them all up at the same time
Don’t drop one...
On Sunday you go to Church
And before you know it
The minister is throwing you a skittle
You better behave like this
It is Sunday wear this
Read this version of the Bible
Sing these kinds of songs
Do this with your hands
Believe this about baptism, tongues and predestination
And then you can belong
Only then
So you better just do as they say
Without thinking to much
Don’t drop it...
You better juggle
You cannot hold all three
Keep them all in the air
Don’t drop any
Even when your parents skittle
And your Church’s skittle
Clashes with your friends’ skittle
Keep them all up at the same time
Don’t drop one...
And you finally go off to University
And the freedom that brings
Throws you a skittle
Insecurity of being free
The inferiority of making new friends
The fear of not acting the right way in the freedom
The idea of not being good looking enough
Or talented enough
Or clever enough
Or spiritual enough
Or fashionable enough
Or free enough
Or too free
Will I ever find friends?
Will I ever fit in?
Don’t drop it
You better juggle
You cannot hold all three
Keep them all in the air
Don’t drop any
Even when your parents skittle
And your Church’s skittle
Clashes with your friends skittle
Keep them all up at the same time
Don’t drop one...
And God says
I love you
I died for you
I welcome you
Not by behaviour
Nor brains
Nor looks
Nor cool
Nor spirituality
I love you
Because...
I love you...
So much...
Now drop all those skittles
Catch this one
Grace
Unmerited favour
Grace
Loved as you are...
Into who you can become
With this one skittle
Grace
Catch it!