There's this goofy Norwegian named Sondre Lerche. You probably know him from the soundtrack of Dan in Real Life, which is a movie I like. This week I've had one of his songs playing through my head. It's called To Be Surprised. I love the instrumentation and the way the chords roll into each other. And I love the idea.
Life ain't always what you think it's gonna be. (Sorry for all the pop music references here. Ahem, thanks, The Band Perry...) But really. For good or ill, life is full of surprises. We could never predict the mishaps that will befall us, nor could we plan out better joys for ourselves.
In the Book of Mormon, when Ammon is talking to his peeps, he's like, "Hey, guys, look how much good we've done! We've taught a whole community about Jesus. What a great surprise! I mean, we used to be such losers! 'Who could have supposed that our God would have been so merciful as to have snatched us from our awful, sinful, and polluted state?', and, 'could we have supposed when we started from the land of Zarahemla that God would have granted unto us such great blessings?'"
I remember feeling similarly last fall. One day in October I wrote the following poem (it's really bad; please don't judge; I'm not a poet and this one is in desperate need of revision, but I just want to put it in anyway):
Surprised by grace, astonished
at the wholeness
Light of the world
darkness cannot comprehend
Rest and a wellness of
joy and confidence and otherness
and bright bright okayness
Delicious, warm yesness
Wise warm whispers
Legs to run and dance and skip
and lungs to shout