Could it be that everything is sacred?
And all this time
Everything I've dreamed of
Has been right before my eyes
Sacred, by Caedmon's Call
I remember remember when the church that I used to attend got rid of benediction (the ritual singing and blessing at the end of church service). Some of us, myself included, were more than happy to drop what we felt was becoming a perfunctory element of church service. Others seemed disturbed that we were changing a time honored tradition. I was listening to Caedmon's Call in my car and this song made me think about what it means for something to be sacred. I guess the strict English definition of sacred means something that relates to religion or religious worship, but I think that for most of us that definition does us a disservice. I have had plenty of moments in my life that did not need to be explained to me as sacred: hiking up half dome in the snow, seeing my wife walk down the aisle, opening presents on Christmas morning, etc. The sacred seems to remind us that life is a precious gift not to be taken for granted.
Benediction at church for some people had remained a reminder of God's presence and blessing, while for others it had become the final item on a checklist. I think that it is the seeming repetitiveness of life which dulls our sense of the sacred. Every morning I wake up and roll out of bed. I lumber to the bathroom and brush my teeth and wash my hair and get dressed for work. It pretty much seems like the same routine every morning, and hardly ever do I stop to marvel at the miracle of ambulation, proprioception, vision (albeit blurry). As we age we lose the ability to discern the uniqueness of every moment. The mentality of "been there, done that" seems to cast a haze over our eyes. As we age we do gain experience. This experience guides us when we face similar situations as we have face in the past. However, no two moments are exactly the same. Every extra nanosecond that God gives us to live out is sacred and new.
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