so every once in a while, i'll hear a song, and it'll just GRAB me in some way. like the lyrics will reach out and touch me, deep, in a place i don't go too often. i'm finding more and more that thinking of the human aspect of God touches me in this way.
when i was in high school, one of my absolute favorite shows in the entire world was joan of arcadia. maybe it was because paul (or is it john? i always confuse the two...)...wait, totally just googled it and found out his name is jason ritter. okay, so jason ritter was on joan of arcadia as the very very hot parapalegic (did i spell that right? hmm...) brother of joan. i'm getting totally off topic. anyways, so i liked the idea of there being a tangible, visible God who talked to joan--even if she did think he was sometimes crazy. and i loved the theme song, joan osbourne's "what if God was one of us"...i mean, in all honesty, have you ever thought about it? if you just met God on a street somewhere? how would you react? what would you say?
one of my favorite bands, the fray, has an answer for this question, in their newest single, "you found me" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fs51Fo9fuGM). check it out.
the bridge of the song is most memorable:
early morning, the city breaks
i've been calling
for years and years and years and years
and You never let me no messages
You never sent me no letters
You've got some kind of nerve
taking all i want
the chorus goes on to say:
lost and insecure, You found me, You found me
lying on the floor, surrounded, surrounded
why'd You have to wait?
where were You?
where were You?
just a little late...
You found me, You found me.
this song really perplexes me. i think about people--if they actually met God, would this be the kind of conversation they would have? out of desperation? out of pain? out of feeling alone. let's be honest. at some point or another, even those of the greatest faith feel like they have been abandoned, left alone, thrown out by the Maker. this is gut-wrenching response to a man searching for meaning.
it's convicting in a sense. my call is to love the unloved, and to be Christ to those who don't know Him, who can't find Him, who feel "lost and insecure." in the end, we're all in the same boat, aren't we?
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