a few weeks ago i was in starbucks (yes.) grabbing a little pre-therapy coffee when k.d. lang’s hallelujah came on. i had never heard it before and listening to it while i waited for my order all the hairs on my body stood on end. i had to purchase it for myself off itunes and now anytime i am in the car alone (maybe once every other week at this point in my life) i play this song real loud. it just moves me. i can’t say exactly why.
it seems odd to say, but one of my other most favorite songs ever is tracy chapman’s say hallelujah. i have told my family, and anyone else who will listen, that this is the song i want played at my funeral. say hallelujah, throw up your hands, the bucket is kicked the body is gone. this song also just speaks to me.
today as i was driving (alone!) listening to the little cd i made for myself that has both these songs on it i suddenly thought. hmmm, hallelujah. what is that about? what is the message in it for me?
i think that is my work to do, but i am all for the practice of “spontaneous expressions of joy.”
hallelujah i say.
maybe it is not only for church goers.
maybe its for woowoo too.