Here’s another little diddy for you by yours truly. Nick and I have been listening to sermons by Brennan Manning lately and they’ve made me realize just how much we don’t understand the love of God. Hope you enjoy the song.
Christian
For Sure
Mark 2:17
When Jesus heard this, he said to them, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick; I have come to call not the righteous but sinners.”
The only requirement to become a follower of Christ, is to be broken and to admit it.
Here’s a new song written by me, performed on my old acoustic piano, and recorded on my iphone. So, obviously, the crème de la crème.
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I love these weirdos
My husband, Nick, and his brothers introduced me to this band back in our teenage days and I’ve loved them ever since. Yesterday, when my daughter Meghan accidentally said a word that almost, kinda sorta sounded like a swear, I started singing this song to her. Needless to say, she didn’t find it funny. But she loves Danielson as much as I do.
Stolen from wikipedia, a little, tiny bit of info on Danielson:
In 1993, while attending Rutgers University as a senior, Daniel Smith experienced a spiritual reawakening:
“This was the year I stopped running away from home, picked up my acoustic guitar again and changed from being Dan back to Daniel. I woke up to the fact that I have an amazing family, an amazing childhood and I began to relate everything I was thinking and doing with this in mind… I began reading the Bible and praying again and songs and art started flowing. I would meet with my dad and talk philosophy and theology and I became a child again.”
Smith has cited the major influence his musician father had on him growing up and the importance of lyrical content. Smith began recording songs that would later compose the album A Prayer for Every Hour: “some from my solo 4-track, some with my friends Jason Faunce and Missy Forsyth backing and some with my brothers and sisters backing. Danielson became the name of the songs that I write. I had become “Daniel” and realized that I am a son.” He submitted the album as his final thesis (and received an ‘A’ grade) and performed, joined by his siblings, at the senior art show. Smith then sent the album out to several indie labels but only received a response from Tooth & Nail in California, who picked up the album and released it in 1994.
Lyrics:
Dialogue:
Rachel: Hey, Meg! I heard you went on a date last night.
Megan: Oh yeah? Who’d you hear that from?
Rachel: Your old lady told me. You know she can’t keep a secret. How was it?
Megan: Well, he picked me up at seven. He looked pretty good. He even opened the door for me. I knew I saw something good beneath that bad boy facade. We were driving to the bowling alley, got a flat tire. He got out and started changing it, but it seemed to take forever. So I rolled down the window to ask him if everything was okay, ya know? There was a huge crash, and I think the car fell on his foot or something. I dunno, Rach. He started…started mumbling this strange language. Something…something I’d never heard before.
Rachel: What do you mean?
(Man screaming unintelligibly in background.)
Megan: I can’t explain it. He just kept mumbling this strange language over and over again.
Rachel: Well, what happened next?
Megan: I didn’t say anything to him. He got back in the car and we continued driving to the bowling alley. I could tell his foot was kind of sore. We got to the bowling alley and started to bowl a serious game. I kept getting strikes so that was really cool. He wasn’t doing too well and started getting mad. In the last frame he tried to show off and did a little spin. I felt so bad for him – he dropped his ball on his bad foot by accident. Then I heard him speaking that strange language again.
(Man screaming unintelligibly.)
Rachel: The same exact language?
Megan: Yeah. He didn’t stop for a long time. I just looked at him and I thought, “What’s this all about?”
Rachel: Well, how did it end?
Megan: He drove me back to the house after I beat him totally. He limped out of the car and shuffled with me to my front door. He told me he had a great time and asked me for another date. I kinda just stood there thinking, “How am I gonna say, ‘No way’?” Then –
Rachel: And then?
Megan: He got this silly, glassy, romantic look in his eye and…
Rachel: And what?
Megan: He leaned in for a kiss!
Man: Hey baby (unintelligible vocals, kissing sounds)
Rachel: He didn’t!
Megan: Oh yes, he did! He leaned in for a kiss, and you know what I did?
Rachel: Tell me, tell me!
Megan: I just pushed him away and told him where it’s at!
Won’t kiss no pottymouth!
Away with pottymouth!
Zip up that pottymouth!
Tough talk now walk!
Now walk!
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Broken by the love of God
Today I am utterly broken by the love of God. I’m in grief over the ones who scorn him. I’m aching to love him and aching for those I love to love him as well.
God, I pray you open the eyes of our heart as Paul prayed in Ephesians 1:17. I long to see you and I long for those whom I love to see you. Thank you for your grace and mercy. I thank you that you love us as we are and not as we should be.
I leave you, beloved, with this: A song and 5 quotes by Rich Mullins. Enjoy.
Christianity is not about building an absolutely secure little niche in the world where you can live with your perfect little wife and your perfect little children in your beautiful little house where you have no gays or minority groups anywhere near you. Christianity is about learning to love like Jesus loved and Jesus loved the poor and Jesus loved the broken.
Never forget what Jesus did for you. Never take lightly what it cost Him. And never assume that if it cost Him His very life, that it won’t also cost you yours.
I grew up hearing everyone tell me ‘God loves you’. I would say big deal, God loves everybody. That don’t make me special! That just proves that God ain’t got no taste. And, I don’t think He does. Thank God! Because He takes the junk of our lives and makes the most beautiful art.
I take comfort in knowing that it was the shepherds to whom the angels appeared when they announced Christ’s birth. Invariably throughout the course of history, God has appeared to people on the fringes. It’s nice to find theological justification for your quirks.
I look back over the events of my life and see the hands that carried Moses to his grave lifting me out of mine. In remembering I go back to these places where God met me and I meet him again and I lay my head on his breast, and he shows me the land beyond the Jordan and I suck into my lungs the fragrance of his breath, the power of his presence.
Every Day Bonnie 