I was browsing for new music to listen to recently and found a site entitled “Liturgy of the Commute.” As I was just browsing, I moved on and don’t remember where I saw it–if I find it again I’ll update and link it. But the concept struck me–most Christians worship together on Sunday and then go out Monday morning into a world utterly other than the reality they proclaimed the day before. We go to offices, cubicles, kitchens, construction sites, and any other place imaginable–the vast majority of which are at best tepid toward the Christian faith.
The daily office is a wonderful resource. But the reality of my mornings does not allow for the kind of time I would prefer to take to go through the liturgy–that’s something I need to work toward, but at the same time acknowledge where I am in life. That’s why the concept of a “Liturgy of the commute” struck me–the 25-or-so-minutes between my home and work are otherwise dead space. I could fill it with silence (and sometimes do, which is a nice alternative to the din of the rest of the day), but more often than not I find myself mindlessly playing the same music I always do, or worse–sports radio. Nothing against Mike or Mike, but as I attempt to free associate a one-word description for the entire genre, the word “drivel” is screaming at me from somewhere deep in my psyche.
So as I thought of how I could have a drive without drivel, the concluding prayer after the Eucharist came to mind, and I was struck by its applicability. It’s a prayer asking God to give our day His direction, so that we would not be diffuse in our intentions and actions. So I wrote this song as a way to back into the concept of preparing my heart for a day bearing truth in a world that can’t recognize it through all the static.
Send us out to do the work you’ve given us to do
May all our earthly toil be as for you
All our labors woven to
The way you’re making all things new
Send us out to be the people you made us to be
Ambassadors of true humanity
We the bearers of your light
A beacon for the lost at sea
Give us grace to lead lives worthy of your name
Don’t let those who trust in you be put to shame
To the Father, Son, and Spirit e’er the same
Be all honor, be all glory