| p56 | The absolute that matters more than anything, more than life itself, will simply continue to call in its hidden and mysterious voice: Follow me. The voice might say Go to Africa as loudly as it says Go to church. It might say Make music as loudly as it says, Make peace. The one called to music may desire the call to be a peacemaker. The peacemaker may see herself as a musician. None of these things that matter absolutely may look sacred at all. The sacred comes in hidden ways, unnameable for its diversity. Beseeched toward senselessness by an inner voice come to silence the noise of unrest, when it matters absolutely it is the absolute. |