In some odd way, this song captures a piece of my theology.
‘Why did he write the song?,’ I must ask, assuming he penned it. This is how I imagine it: the good Reverend Cleo was reading something that quoted nutritionists as saying breakfast was vitally important, but he was able to say, to himself and to us, that he knew about something more important than breakfast, and when we encounter this bigger reality (our Home, where God resides and to which God calls us), breakfast won’t matter at all.
As much as I love my mixed fruit, something in me got up and danced while watching this. All I could say was, “Amen.”
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Props to Robert Rutherford, my dear friend, for showing me this video.