When I was in Atlanta a couple weeks ago with Matthew Paul Turner, we met up with some friends of his, Matt and Lisa Baker, and their 9-month-old little girl, Anastasia, for dinner Sunday evening. The weather was wonderful that night, and we ate outside, savoring each bite of our meals. While talking afterwards, about Matthew’s new book and fundamentalism and hope and politics, Matt introduced me to a great new bear, the Old Chub Scottish Style Ale, which “features a tan head, a creamy, skim-milk mouthfeel, and rich, semi-sweet flavors of caramel and chocolate throughout.” If you like dark beers, I recommend checking this one out.
After walking back to Matt and Lisa’s place, Matthew pulled out his laptop and played a couple songs he wanted us to hear. One of them was Joan Osborne’s “Cathedrals,” (a cover of a Jump, Little Children song) from her new album, “Little Wild One,” and the chorus has been echoing around in my mind since I heard it. I’ve written a number of times on this blog about home, about the longing for home, so it is probably no surprise that I love this song. Here’s the chorus:
In the Cathedrals
of New York and Rome
there is a feeling
that you should just go Home
and spend the lifetime
finding out just where that is
On a side note, I just read Cathleen Falsani’s new book, Sin Boldly – A Field Guide to Grace, last week, and really liked it. I’m planning on reviewing it in the next week or two.