The Golden City

I go to Lake Harriet Spiritual Community on Sunday mornings. It's awesome. I never know what to expect- there's a different format and focus every week. They welcome and honor all religous paths, so it's been very enriching and educational to learn about different ways people access and connect with Divinty. There is no dogma, no one telling you how to live your life, and no rules- except no pushing your views on anyone else. Very refreshing for someone who grew up in a cult envirornment!

I can't tell you how many times I've walked in tired, off- centered, and maybe even a little snarky and floated out with my heart full of love.

But at LHSC, it's the music that really shines.

A few weeks ago we were treated to artist Timothy Frantzich who sang and played guitar with his heart. His lyrics were very clever! I was especially taken with the following song and the imagry it contains. I hope you enjoy it too!

Golden City
By the Brothers Frantzich

My momma and my poppa they taught me good
To build a golden city
They showed me the rock where Jesus stood
To build a golden city

So let’s build, let’s build
Build a golden city
Where the hills of my heart meet the hills of yours’
We’ll build a golden city

Where hope is a hammer and love is a nail
build a golden city
in the mosque, in the temple, in the church, in the jail
To build a golden city

Rise up, rise up, rise up dry bones
build a golden city
we can’t do this thing alone
to build a golden city

We’ll post these words on the tavern door
build a golden city
we will not make our peace with war
to build a golden city

like the blind man who began to shout
build a golden city
I will not be shamed as I reach out…..
to build a golden city

So let’s build, let’s build
Build a golden city
Where the hills of my heart meet the hills of yours’
We’ll build a golden city

Right on! For more information on Timothy and his music check out www.brothersf.com

All lyrics copyright the Brothers Frantzich