An Older Song (Take 2)


The theme that I am working on for my end of year sermon brought this dialogue back to mind... I posted it earlier in the year, but I thought it was appropriate for old year's night and the dawning of a new year. May the Light of Christ's Love burn brightly in your life in the coming year despite the gathering darkness of economic depression...
The darkness will never overcome it.


WOMAN: A night for singing songs…
MAN: Old songs and new songs
All based on an older song…
WOMAN: THE song…
MAN: The song of all songs
WOMAN: The song of a lady for her lover
MAN: The Lord for his beloved…
WOMAN: A song which began before creation…
MAN: A song of love which called light into being
A song of love which breathed life into clay
WOMAN: A song of love which gave us liberty…
Yet pursued us when we went astray.
MAN: I have loved you with an everlasting love…
I have been eternally faithful to you.
WOMAN: If only I could say the same.
Yet I have not loved you as I should;
I have not lived the life I could.
I have sought out the shadows
Rather than living in your light
Yet still you love me… Why?
MAN: I am love…
No more…
No less… And you were created to be loved.
To be loved and to love…
WOMAN: Yet love turned to lust
For luscious fresh fruit
For knowledge, for flesh,
For riches, for power
For fresh tasting morsels to devour…
Love became lust;
Lust became lechery;
Liberty became license
License became lawlessness.
MAN: In my love I wrote to you…
WOMAN: I was too busy to respond…
MAN: In my love I sang to you…
WOMAN: You weren’t singing my tune…
MAN: In my love I sent my son to you… Our Son…
WOMAN: Son of Woman
MAN: Son of God.
WOMAN: Light in place of darkness.
MAN: Life in place of death.
WOMAN: Yet in our liberty we made our choice
MAN: Death in place of life…
WOMAN: Darkness in place of light…
MAN: My Son, My Son, my one and only Son. Sent so that you should not be lost But might be set at liberty.
WOMAN: Even me?
MAN: Even you.
Believe me… And live…
Believe me… and love…
Live in my love… Love as I love you…
WOMAN: Love my beloved
MAN: Love one another
WOMAN: Love those who love you
MAN: Love those who hate you
WOMAN: Love the loveless
MAN: Love the unlovely. Love…
WOMAN: How?
MAN: Love…
WOMAN: And this is love…
Not that I loved him…
But he loved me.
Loved me…
Loves me…
And always will love me…
Loved me into life…
Filled my life with love
Filled to overflowing…
MAN: A love that brings light;
WOMAN: A love more constant than the sun.
MAN: A love that brings life;
WOMAN: A love that is stronger than death…
MAN: A love that brings liberty;
WOMAN: Yet a love that will not let me go…
MAN: A love without limit…
WOMAN: A love like no other
A love that I want others to know…
MAN: I am my beloved’s
WOMAN: And he is mine…
MAN: The big day is coming…
WOMAN: And everyone is invited
MAN: Come home with me…
WOMAN: I go with my lover…
The tables are ready and waiting and over the door is a banner saying
MAN: “I love you!”
WOMAN: A night for singing songs…
MAN: Old songs and new songs
WOMAN: Come, step into the spotlight of his love
MAN: and sing a song forever old,
WOMAN: forever new
MAN: of Light and life
WOMAN: of liberty and love.

© David A. Campton 2007


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