"One More Night" by Michael Kiwanuka
One of the great gifts of our faith are the rituals that bring us together and give meaning to the big moments in life. Our entrance to the Church in Baptism, our community in Eucharist, our pain in Anointing. Today we ritualize the most mundane of activities: waiting.
We spend so much time waiting. We wait in line. We wait for the page to load. We wait for the new Star Wars movie. While there are good arguments to be made about our inability to wait created by our smartphones, we still spend a lot of time in the in-between. Today we wait in hope for our savior.
If you attend the Easter Vigil, it's the longest Mass for us Catholics. We usually get antsy at 60 minutes, and this is at least two hours, if not four. People who have been waiting to enter the Church join tonight. Our waiting is rewarded with the lights going on and Gloria.
This song is all about waiting. One more night, he sings. But I believe it, one more night til the morning. It's hopeful, but the repetitiveness keeps you there. He sings the same phrases, or variations on the same phrases, over and over. We're waiting, and hopeful, but we're still waiting. We're still here.
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