Monthly Archives: March 2008

The Breviary

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Knowing personally how hard is for those involve in creative ministry to raise support and be able to pay the bills I am very grateful for Mark’s generosity in giving me a copy of the Missio Dei Breviary.

This prayer book is one of the ways in which Missio Dei support themselves to provide hospitality and work in their neighborhood. The design of the book is awesome and the prayers are meaningful. This book is well crafted with the heart of the community in mind, a good alternative to the many mass publications produced with the sole intent on making the big bucks.

If you are looking for a way to support a creative, grassroot and incarnational ministry – I strongly encourage you to support Missio Dei by buying not one, but many copies of the breviary. Read more and buy it here.

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Gabriel and the vagabond

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This song was part of Mark Pierson’s morning prayer gathering at The New Conspirators.

Gabriel and the Vagabond by Vance Foy

There’s a man on the corner and his clothes are worn
And he’s holding out his hand
You can see in his eyes as the people walk by
He knows they don’t understandSee, they just think he’s gonna take their money
And go and spend it all on dope
Then a man stopped by him and I saw a smile inside him
As he gently whispered hopeWell the tramp started to cry, just kept saying,
“Why? why? why?
Can’t you see I’m a down and out
I’m 32 and I’ve got this one pair of shoes
And a bad taste in my mouth
I think it’s clear to see that even God don’t love me
Or else why would He leave me this way.”

Then Gabriel just smiled and said be peaced my child
Salvation is here today

He got up to his feet and he sang Hallelujah
People were turning around in the street
He looked them in the eyes and he sang,
“Hallelujah
There’s someone here that you gotta meet
Someone you just gotta meet.”

When the vagabond turned around well without a sound
Gabriel just smiled and disappeared
Then he looked to the crowd and they were laughing out loud
But he could not see them for tears
When his vision came round
There was a young girl on the ground
And he knew she was finding it hard to cope
She never was a fighter until he lay beside her
And gently whispered hope

They got up to their feet and they sang Hallelujah
People in the street were turning around
They looked them in the eyes and they sang,
“Hallelujah
There’s someone here we have found”
They sang,
“Hallelujah, Hallelujah
We are the voices crying in the wilderness
Hallelujah, Hallelujah.”
The people in the street started their sins to confess
in a chorus of,
“Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Every knee will bow and every tongue confess
I’m the voice of one crying in the wilderness
Crying out
Hallelujah, Hallelujah”