I’ll just say it: I am greedy, selfish, and indulgent. I have seen U2 twice in the past six months. What’s worse, the wife and I dropped a few bills on some nice seats this time around.
I felt guilty about all of this, up until the point when the lights went down. Then, I was transported to that place where that which is right is beautiful and obvious, where what is wrong with the world seems ugly and distasteful, and where we all cry out for God’s Kingdom to come.
“I believe in the Kingdom come
when all the colors will bleed into one
but yes I’m still running
You broke the bonds
and you loosed the chains
carried the cross and all my shame
You know I believe it
but I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.”
It is a beautiful thing indeed when four people can speak for thousands, putting thoughts, words, and feelings to the deepest yearnings of our souls.
And, just as in the Kingdom, not everyone is working off the same program. There are people who are drunk, others who are singing off key, and more than a few who are grinding to “Sunday, Bloody Sunday”. And someone let in two lame guys in suits. But in my book, that just makes it all the more Beautiful.