Well, as an experiment in the latest attempt at a Liturgy Fellowship site, I’ll post this and see how well it works.
“Dry Twig” was in response to a season of renewal a particular Meth Addict had at our church. To see our kids interacting wtih him, his struggles as he came to church high or strung out, and his times of clarity when he spoke, it was amazing what God had doen with this man
And who am I? Just as bad. Probably worse, as it’s easier to hide or justify or believe my addictions are somehow nobler. I’m a political news junkie – I try to control my environment and soul with news and information, believing I can hide my mess in that. Just as dishonest as a meth addict, but more insidious since I can more easily hide in self-righteousness.
Lyrics below, Listen Here
Dry TwigWords/Music, Rick Jensen, June 16, 2006
Dry twig, stuck on the ground, I Ain’t no use to no one around
No root, shoot or leaf I ain’t got any hope of these
God’s hand reaching on out. What can He do, I don’t know how
God’s hand, puttin’ me on the vine Savin’ what ought be out on the fire
ChorusGrafted into the Living Vine
Safe and living, loved and alive
Harvest-full with joy and surprise
Dry Twig, Dry twig
God sends the sun and rain Prune and pick and graft again
Seed, sprout, flowers flow By His word, the fruit will grow
Chorus
Hey Dry twig, stuck on the ground, Think your no use to no one around
Make room he’s commin’ on in, God’s gonna graft another in