When my soul was in lost-and-found,
You came along to claim it
I didn’t know just what was wrong with me
Till your kiss helped me name it.” — Carole King, (You make me feel like) A Natural Woman.
A have a few friends who still practice the Art of Poetry – Anne, Roger, Tom. But, most poets these days are songwriters. I wonder if centuries later our song lyrics won’t be the best window into our world and culture. One thing is for certain, and vividly evidenced by Sister Act is that song lyrics about love can easily be translated into poetry about God. Maybe not rap music, but then again I’m not enough of a follower to judge rapper’s lyrics.
It’s not surprising that lyrics about love apply to God since he/she is the source of all love. But I’m wandering off the subject. Carole King talks about her soul being in the lost-in-found, not knowing what was wrong, until a kiss helped her name it. I think we can all identify with the feeling of being lost, not knowing what was wrong, until we were kissed by God.
As the week begins meditate on one of those moments when your were lost and out of the blue understanding struck you like a lightning bolt. Consider the possibility that that revelation, that seminal moment, that awareness was in fact a kiss from God.