So I recently purchased the new Snow Patrol Eyes Open album. I admit, I haven't listened to much Snow Patrol until now but I'm hooked. I keep trying to give Sufjan Stevens or Death Cab or the Shins their due time but I keep coming back to this one.
I have Hands Open on repeat right now but a few days ago I was cleaning up my room (surprise surprise to anyone who's lived with me) and part of this song just caught me and caused me to stop. Hands open, and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens
It's not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it's right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy
I thought in that moment how desperately God loves us. I wonder how many times God is patiently and lovingly screaming these words at us begging for us to stop limiting him and thinking of his abilities and love in human terms that seem to quickly orient to the drudgery of life. I really think God wants us to laugh like we really mean it . What does it look like to know the parts of God that cause us to collapse tired with joy instead of collapsing tired with life? If you're reading this and life sucks right now, you may resent the thought. But I know from my experience that God has this funny way turning my collapsing into joy. Sometimes I have to keep repeating over and over the prayers or scripture or song or walk or sunset or bike ride that tell me that. Sometimes I have to have someone else do that for me but eventually, sometimes quicker than others, my collapsing does indeed turn. And sometimes the weight of what is may not even be gone, but there ends up being ample room in God for the weight of life and the joy of God to fully co-exist in the human heart--possibly superimposed onto each other creating something a little deeper and maybe even more complete or true.
Monday, July 30, 2007
Snow Patrol?
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