Perhaps the World Ends Here
The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter
what, we must eat to live.
The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set
on the table. So it has been since creation,
and it will go on.
We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their
knees under it.
It is here that children are given instructions on
what it means to be human. We make men
at it, we make women.
At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the
ghosts of lovers.
Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms around our children. They laugh with
us at our poor falling-down selves and as we
put ourselves back together once again at
the table.
This table has been a house in the rain, an
umbrella in the sun.
Wars have begun and ended at this table. It is a place to hide in the shadow of terror. A
place to celebrate the terrible victory.
We have given birth on this table, and have
prepared our parents for burial here.
At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We
pray of suffering and remorse. We give
thanks.
Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table,
while we are laughing and crying, eating of
the last sweet bite.
From The Woman Who Fell From the Sky by Joy Harjo.
Copyright © 1994 by Joy Harjo.
I remember the moment when You saved my soul
Desperate and broken and You made me whole
Oh, I once was an orphan 'til You brought me home
I remember the moment when You saved my soul
You've been nothing but good
Nothing but good to me
You've been nothing but kind
Nothing but kind to me
All of my days, time after time
You've been faithful all my life
You've been nothing but good
God, You are good to me
Jesus, there's nothing that Your love can't do
You parted the oceans and You brought me through
Lifted up from the ashes, You make all things new
Jesus, there's nothing that Your love can't do
You've been nothing but good
Nothing but good to me
You've been nothing but kind
Nothing but kind to me
All of my days, time after time
You've been faithful all my life
You've been nothing but good
God, You are good to me
I want to say thank You, thank You
For everything You've done
I will praise You, praise You
For all that's yet to come
I want to say thank You, thank You
For everything You've done
God I will praise You, praise You
For all that's yet to come
You've been nothing but good
Nothing but good to me
You've been nothing but kind
Nothing but kind to me
All of my days, time after time
You've been faithful
You've been nothing but good
Nothing but good to me
You've been nothing but kind
Nothing but kind to me
All of my days, time after time
You've been faithful all my life
You've been nothing but good
God, You are good to me
Songwriters: Phil Wickham / Chris Quilala / Hank Bentley
Nothing But Good lyrics ©
"They spoke against God;
they said,
“Can God really spread a table
in the wilderness?"
Psalm 78:19
