There is a hymn in Tinsimu Ta Vakreste , hymn 288, titled Vonani, wa ta, Hosi Yesu behold, the Lord Jesus is coming back.
It is one of those hymns we sing so often it risks becoming muscle memory. The words leave the mouth, the harmony lands where it should but the meaning sometimes stays behind. Faith, like routine, can dull itself when repetition is left uninterrogated. We sing because we know the song, not because we are still listening to what it is asking of us.
Then Moya begins.
