Tuesday, August 4, 2009
"Where the Sun Never Dies" - Blindside
I think I saw a place in the distance
We've always known it was there
When I have breathed for the last time
I'll walk out to the end of that pier
There is that place in our conscience
So talk so loud so you won't hear and forget
But I'll still call it home
Where the sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
Where it's bright when I shut my eyes
I'll drink until I'm not thirsty
The sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
It's just waiting to rise
I'll see You on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
There's something moving in the shadows
There is that rumor of hope
When the spirit starts roaring
For so long we have but no longer will we cope
Love is personified
I'd rather die in love
Than stay alive numb
I'll still call it home
I'm still longing home
Where the sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
Where it's bright when I shut my eyes
I'll drink until I'm not thirsty
The sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
It's just waiting to rise
I'll see You on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
I'll see You on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
We've always known it was there
When I have breathed for the last time
I'll walk out to the end of that pier
There is that place in our conscience
So talk so loud so you won't hear and forget
But I'll still call it home
Where the sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
Where it's bright when I shut my eyes
I'll drink until I'm not thirsty
The sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
It's just waiting to rise
I'll see You on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
There's something moving in the shadows
There is that rumor of hope
When the spirit starts roaring
For so long we have but no longer will we cope
Love is personified
I'd rather die in love
Than stay alive numb
I'll still call it home
I'm still longing home
Where the sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
Where it's bright when I shut my eyes
I'll drink until I'm not thirsty
The sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
It's just waiting to rise
I'll see You on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
I'll see You on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
Future...Inklings?
Okay...seriously...this new development about the internship...if this is just a jest then you know how upset I will be.
"and when the trumpets call us home and i am no longer bedded by pain
our tears will be forever dried for the author of life knows my name
so we trample the hoards of the pointless and blank
we will die for the truth in our hearts
no force that exists will steal us from his hands
nothing will tear us apart
though the mirror is dull, the reflection obscured we look beyond the obtuse
and the world weighs down, beating us to the ground
but her efforts are of little use
the annointed one has purchased our souls death is battered and lifeless before me
the truth rains down for the children of Christ and the truth has set us free
and through it all we rise when we fall
though the road grows more narrow before me
though we ache though we cry never break, never die
the one truth there is sets us free"
...I just don't have words to express my exuberant and obsessive love for You...You make EVERYTHING...so pale...so seemingly pointless by comparison...help me out here...please...please...
Show me this step to take and I will take it.
Regardless of the pain or what I have to give up.
Nothing is too much if is what You want and will bring glory to You.
Teach me patience and humility through my pain...make me who You know I can be...just be with me, let our spirits entwine and be One...once again...
"and when the trumpets call us home and i am no longer bedded by pain
our tears will be forever dried for the author of life knows my name
so we trample the hoards of the pointless and blank
we will die for the truth in our hearts
no force that exists will steal us from his hands
nothing will tear us apart
though the mirror is dull, the reflection obscured we look beyond the obtuse
and the world weighs down, beating us to the ground
but her efforts are of little use
the annointed one has purchased our souls death is battered and lifeless before me
the truth rains down for the children of Christ and the truth has set us free
and through it all we rise when we fall
though the road grows more narrow before me
though we ache though we cry never break, never die
the one truth there is sets us free"
...I just don't have words to express my exuberant and obsessive love for You...You make EVERYTHING...so pale...so seemingly pointless by comparison...help me out here...please...please...
Show me this step to take and I will take it.
Regardless of the pain or what I have to give up.
Nothing is too much if is what You want and will bring glory to You.
Teach me patience and humility through my pain...make me who You know I can be...just be with me, let our spirits entwine and be One...once again...
Monday, August 3, 2009
Musing About a Muse
Every time I see information about xxxchurch...I'm reminded of not getting the internship...but I'm also reminded of a quote from Morpheus:
"What happened, happened and could not have happened any other way."
It may not be literal life and death...but pursuing the truth...finding where I am going...should go and what should I do...vastly important...
Truth...truth...there is something about that word that gives chills to me...truth, finding where this is and where it is all leading...what this will all mean...eventually from the view of eternity.
What do you think?
I hope to bump into your words a bit more...finding truth and hope...finding certainty and love.
"What happened, happened and could not have happened any other way."
It may not be literal life and death...but pursuing the truth...finding where I am going...should go and what should I do...vastly important...
Truth...truth...there is something about that word that gives chills to me...truth, finding where this is and where it is all leading...what this will all mean...eventually from the view of eternity.
What do you think?
I hope to bump into your words a bit more...finding truth and hope...finding certainty and love.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Jonah 3:3
"This time Jonah started off straight for Nineveh, obeying God's orders to the letter."
How is this one verse...becoming so important...so quickly?
How is this one verse...becoming so important...so quickly?
Oh...
Dreams...no.
No.
No.
Not more.
Not again.
Go away.
Far, far away.
Is it too much to ask for freedom from this weight...this pain?
No.
No.
Not more.
Not again.
Go away.
Far, far away.
Is it too much to ask for freedom from this weight...this pain?
Sunday, July 26, 2009
It's A Wonder Why...
The music...keeps drawing memories out...siphoning out thoughts...taking form only in dreams...strange disheartening visions, more nightmares than escapist fair.
Where is this going?
Why are you still here?
Why must you, damnable specter of the past, haunt me still?
Did you not do enough damage in the first act of my life?
Must you haunt these grounds still tonight?
Such a lofty moniker you still wish to claim.
Father?
I think not.
Biological consequence alone does not equip one for such a task.
I keep getting told to write to you...consider this a first entry.
Not much to say because the task is rather...large.
But then again...here we are.
It's a wonder why, it's a curiosity...
I want to see through the looking glass, so desperately. I want to see beyond it but the damn thing is fogging up with my breath and I see nothing but pale shadows creeping closer behind me.
Where is this going?
Why are you still here?
Why must you, damnable specter of the past, haunt me still?
Did you not do enough damage in the first act of my life?
Must you haunt these grounds still tonight?
Such a lofty moniker you still wish to claim.
Father?
I think not.
Biological consequence alone does not equip one for such a task.
I keep getting told to write to you...consider this a first entry.
Not much to say because the task is rather...large.
But then again...here we are.
It's a wonder why, it's a curiosity...
I want to see through the looking glass, so desperately. I want to see beyond it but the damn thing is fogging up with my breath and I see nothing but pale shadows creeping closer behind me.
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