carol brown just took a bus out of town

thus far the easter weekend has been a veritable cornucopia of wondrous occurrences!  first of all, honor's day my whole family came down to watch the ceremony. and let's be honest. those things are lame.  but they came anyway.  sometimes i am blessed beyond my own comprehension.  

then, as if that wasn't enough i got to go see flight of the conchords last night at the ryman. and it was sheer bliss. kristen shaal, who plays the character mel on the show, opened for them and was wearing gold sequin encrusted bermuda shorts.  then the band came out and was just this unstoppable force of wit and new zealand accents.  i couldn't find a set list online, nor is my memory good enough to recount it but here's what i remember: 

too many dicks on the dancefloor

business time

i've got hurt feelings

the human's are dead

jenny

albi the racist dragon

doin' it

most beautiful girl 

motha'uckas 

if you're into it

the ballad of stana

girlfriends of the past

they're may have been more. they encored twice!

anyway, then chris and i drove home to chattanooga and on the way we just had one of those on the road conversations that i love where you have enough time to talk to someone so you can just be elaborate and vulnerable. there were periods where we sat in silence and listened to u2 and patty griffin and then we'd think of something else we wanted to talk about. it was perfect.

this was one of the songs we listened to and i thought it was so appropriate in light of easter: 

the earth was shaking in the dark 

all creation felt the father's broken heart

tears were filling heaven's eyes

the day that true love died, the day that true love died

when blood and water hit the ground

walls we couldn't move came crashing down

we were free and made alive

the day that true love died, the day that true love died

now jesus is alive. 

- phil wickham, true love died

that last line he just sings over and over and it's building and it just fills my heart with such joy. it's amazing to me how easily the astounding miracle that is christ's death and resurrection fades into the obscurity of my subconscious.  but i am so eternally thankful that my neglect changes nothing about the beauty of the sacrifice.  happy easter everyone!