Sometimes i get in crummy moods and just want to be a hermit and not talk to anyone cause i just don't want the crummy attitude to be contagious on everyone else. it's annoying; i get on my own nerves when it happens. The past few days have been a little like that, and I'm still struggling to get out of it.
Something cool happened this morning though.
As i was driving to church (still in this crummy mood) it felt like time stopped for a mere 2 seconds. or at least went into slow motion... it happened while i was taking this one curve in the road that i take ever Sunday morning, but this time there was a bird and for some reason the bird caught my eye like never before. Birds are amazing creatures... THEY CAN FLY. Can you do that? i can't. anyhow, in this moment i noticed this little bird coast across the road right in front of my car and as it did the whole time-in-slow-motion thing happened and i realized how cool it is that birds can fly and i saw the small body of the bird and it just looked so beautifully purposeful. Purposeful probably because it was doing what God wanted it to do and i became really jealous of that bird and spent the rest of my drive to church talking to God about purpose and what is it He wants from me in life and more directly this summer. I don't want to spend my summer like i have the past few days... i mean cleaning my room and looking for a job is all good, but i want purpose in my life, i want someone to be able to look at my life and see what i saw in the bird this morning. God's beautiful Purpose.
At church we sang the Revelation song and one of the lyrics in the chorus says "With all creation I sing: Praise to the King of Kings! You are my everything, And I will adore You!" That seems so easy to just adore Christ, but it's not as easy as it sounds when you try to have that be your everyday purpose. But that's one of my goals for the summer, to just praise God. That's the best way i get out of this crummy mood is to take the energy that God gives me and just give it back to Him through praise... in whatever form that needs to take. That was a really cool song to sing after finding that mini revelation on the way to church through God's creation itself.
ps- trying to find the song lyric i typed "holy is the lamp who was slain" into google.
pss- something else cool that happened before the bird: I realized how much I've just been listening to music without paying attention to the lyrics. I love music so sometimes i just get caught in the rhythms and beats and don't pay attention to the meanings of the words, that's annoying. who wants to brainlessly listen to music? I mean the rhythms are good and there is purpose in those, but there is an even greater purpose in the lyrics of songs. The lyricist didn't just jam the ABC's together, they thought about the poetic contents. pay attention. i don't want to be so apathetic with my music choices. i want to listen to what's being communicated to me, not just hear it and let it skim my ears like a rock on water. That's lame, why not make a splash of it all?
"I want to listen to what's being communicated to me, not just hear it and let it skim my ears like a rock on water." Tasty words.
ReplyDeleteAlso. Holy is the lamp?? Haaaaahaha- you're great :)
I just love you so much.
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ReplyDeleteJonsi said something along the lines that his message isn't so much in the lyrics as it is in the music, and this is probably why he doesn't sing the words clearly (I think the whole "Go" album is in English but it doesn't sound like it). I am pretty sure he writes the music first, and the lyrics come secondary out of whatever the music is already communicating and feeling. So sometimes, I don't believe the lyrics are that important.
But I have been thinking along the same lines as you lately. When you listen to the lyrics the music can mean so much more. You feel a lot closer to the musician; it's like you have a connection with them because you begin to understand them more. Or if they are sub-par meaningless lyrics then it is disappointing.
Poets really do have a difficult time getting their messages across. We don't listen to them when we have to read it, so they've tried to lace it into music which gets distributed to everyone, but nobody ends up listening. Instead of stopping to ponder, we bob our heads and tap our fingers.