The Wheatland Mission

Treasure of the Broken Land

I had promised in my last post to provide you with the information regarding a college fund that is being established for Jeff Glenn's children, Gaston and Jama. If you would like to contribute you can do so through Intrust Bank here in Wichita. Jeff's memorial service is going to be Wednesday at 3:00 PM in the sanctuary of Central Christian Church.

Whenever someone I know or love has died I always think of the singer/songwriter Mark Heard who himself died in 1992. He never enjoyed a great deal of popularity but his songs were recorded by many different artists as diverse as Rich Mullins ("How To Grow Up Big and Strong") to Olivia Newton John. Mark Heard died young much like Jeff. He left behind his wife and young children much like Jeff. His positive impact on the world is still being felt, some 14 years after his loss, and I honestly believe the same will be true of Jeff too. God works in unique ways through all of us but his handiwork in these two lives will always be with us, even as works of art.

TREASURE OF THE BROKEN LAND
I see you now and then in dreams
Your voice sounds just like it used to
I know you better than I knew you then
All I can say is I love you

I thought our days were commonplace
Thought they would number in millions
Now there's only the aftertaste
Of circumstance that can't pass this way again

Treasure of the broken land
Parched earth, give up your captive ones
Waiting wind of Gabriel
Blow soon upon the hollow bones

I saw the city at its tortured worst
And you were outside the walls there
You were relieved of a lifelong thirst
I was dry at the fountain

I knew that you could see my shame
But you were eyeless and sparing
I awoke when you called my name
I felt the curtain tearing

Treasure of the broken land
Parched earth give up your captive ones
Waiting wind of Gabriel
Blow soon upon the hollow bones

I can melt the clock hands down
But only in my memory
Nobody gets the second chance to be the friend they meant to be

I see you now and then in dreams
Your voice sounds just like it used to
I believe I will hear it again
Oh, how I love you

Treasure of the broken land
Parched earth give up your captive ones
Waiting wind of Gabriel
Blow soon upon the hollow bones

You can purchase this song on iTunes recorded by Chagall Gueverra. I couldn't find Mark's version.

posted by The Wheatland Mission @ 10:32 PM