Above All

I drove from house to house though the empty Sunday morning streets in my ten year old car with faded paint, wearing my thirty year old suit (with low miles). I could not help but think “it’s just not right”. There should be more fanfare, perhaps seven white horses pulling a gold clad chariot with crowds that lined the streets and sing “Hosanna, Hosanna in the highest.” But no…it’s just me…taking my Lord and Savior to the homebound in silence.

My feelings vacillate between total unworthiness and a major league case of goose bumps…to think that He has chosen me, me just a little jackass to give him a ride. I can only hope the ride in a clean white shirt pocket next to hopefully a clean and contrite heart will be adequate.

In my head I can hear the voice of Randy Travis singing.

“Above all powers /Above all kings
Above all nations /and all created things
Above all wisdom /and all the ways of man
You were here before the world began

Above all kingdoms /Above all thrones
Above all wonders /this world has ever known
Above all wealth/ and treasures of the earth
There is no way to measure what you’re worth

Crucified and laid behind a stone
You lived to die / rejected and alone
Like a rose/ trampled on the ground
You took the fall and thought of me
Above all”