one brings a song, one beats the drum…

One of the most beautiful things about the Thanksgiving table is that in the name of gratitude, people come together, gathering their best plates, family recipes, laughing children, a year of stories.

This is the way we celebrate.

Despite a flailing economy and a multitude of reasons for sorrow, we celebrate the evidence of a good God who has gifted us in countless ways, and when it appears the light is going down on the beauty of earth, we gather together and wait expectantly the coming of the true sunrise.

In honor of this day of coming together, different members of one Body, I offer a song.

This is a demo of a song, “Sunrise,” I wrote several years ago with the mega-talented Matt Bronleewe.  A gift to your table from both of ours this Thanksgiving.

Sunrise-Christa Wells/Matt Bronleewe

Sunrise (Bronlewee/Wells)

One brings a song and one beats the drum

One builds a shelter so others will come

One starts a fire, and one grinds the grain

We are gathered from the fields and the rain

Strangers with one strange hope


We’re coming for the sunrise

As the light is going down

Watching the sun rise

Father, let your kingdom come

One holds the cup and one pours the wine

One carries children who carry the light

One speaks the Truth for others to hear

We are gathered from far and near

Gathered in our joy and fear

Chorus

This, this is the body

This is Your bride, the bride in waiting

We are gathered from the fields and the rain

Strangers with one strange hope

One brings a song and one beats the drum

One builds a shelter so others will come

One starts a fire, and one sees the sun

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