0522B COME LET US FLEE (SONG OF THE WEEK)

COME LET US FLEE 

About 20 years ago, cancer had returned in a family member, and she was going into her final battle. And I was reminded of Robert Webber's account of his best advice to someone who was struggling. He would tell them that he lacked in wisdom, but urged to "flee to the table." "Run, don't walk. Do not pass GO, do not collect $200, but flee to the Table. And when you get there, receive the bread, and bite down hard on it and claim the body of Christ for your healing. And when you drink the wine, feel it as it flows down into your throat, and know that the blood of Jesus is the truest healing balm you can know." I was deeply impressed with his counsel, and it was the best advice I could know. So, of course, I wrote it as a song.

You are broken

and I am undone

There is no comfort or purpose or meaning here under the sun

I have no wisdom

I have no words

to make any sense of this or heal any hurt

So all I can say is:

Come let us flee

Come let us run

Come to the table, the covenant, the Son

Come join the feast

Come drink the wine

Let it flow down in remembrance and heal us in time

Let us join in the song

Let us join in the dance

and remember the steps with our feet and our hands

Let us speak let us hear words so ancient and dear

And when there's nothing to say let us pray

Let us pray