Calmed Storms….

It was Christmas , the time to celebrate hope and light…..

Light & Hope

Everything by Lifehouse

I heard everything a long time ago……. and it is one of the most powerful pieces of alternate rock I have come across in my time…..

Call it coincidence…. I discovered today that apparently the song was about Jesus…..

A solemn start……and Jason’s voice gets me every time I hear it…

“Find me here…..and speak to me…….”

We all search for answers….attempting to find the meaning……… looking for a little sign that will liberate us……

“You are the light…..That is leading me….to the place where I find peace…….again”

I have known darkness just like any other person beside me……

I used to think we were his projects…….the one he is trying to fix……..

Times I used to believe he had given up on us…….abandoned us…….because we were beyond repair…..and we had ruined our chances

But you see the truth is I always knew he never gave up…

I did……

I learnt it the hard way…….that his ways were beyond the comprehension of my human mind……

“You are the strenght….that keeps me walking….You are the hope that keeps me trusting….You are my purpose…..You are everything”

If it weren’t for the shreds of hope left in us…..we would never convince ourselves to wake up everyday….

If it weren’t for our hope to see a better day……

If it weren’t for our hope…….

The hope to see light at the end of the tunnel……

“You calm the storms……and you give me rest…….You hold me in your hands…..you wont let me fold……You still my heart and You take my breath away”

How do we find ourselves still standing? How do we go through the toughest of times and come out unscathed?

“And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?”

There is a quote I don’t remember where it is from “God made faith, man made religion”

You maybe a believer or a non-believer……maybe you will meet him or maybe you wont….

Whether you choose to acknowledge or deny……

There is light at the end of the tunnel…..

“Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

No Name Face…

I must warn you this is not an easy subject to write about…… I will go straight into the soundtrack  just to ease in the subject lightly…..

Way back to sanity?

The first time I heard this song….. It was on the radio…. the person who introduced the song said it was all about introspection and loss….looking back I dont think that introduction did the song justice….I dont think anyone will be able to justice to this song

Breathing by Lifehouse……..

People will agree with me that loss is traumatic… losing someone physically (and emotionally) has a profound impact on who we become….

“Finding my way back to sanity….again, though I dont know what I am going to do when I get there”

Yes you want to move on…… yes everything eventually goes back to being normal….. but what happens when you get there with a void that will never be filled….

“Take a breath and hold on tight….spin around one more time and gracefully fall back on the arms of grace”

It best describes the feelings of  someone sitting beside their  loved one aware of their impending death….. “I am hanging on every word you say and even if you dont want to speak tonight, its alright” he says…..

“I want nothing more than, to sit outside heaven door and listen to you breathing…… this is where I want to be”

What wouldnt people give….. to hear their loved one breathe again…. even if it is for just one moment……

Replaying their voices and conversations over and over again……..

“I’m trying to identify the voices in my head….God, which one is you?”

All the questions enclosed in a why?

Elderly couples married for years and years…. when  he dies ….the only world she has known is gone….

When I look at older couples at church,,,,, I think to myself I want to always see them that way…..together ..not alone…together……thats how I want to remember them forever…. together…..not alone …never alone….

“I want nothing more than to sit outside your door and listen to you breathing…. is where I want to be….”

“I dont want a thing from you, bet you ‘re tired of me waiting…for the scraps to fall off your table”

Like the poor who used to wait for the food to fall off from the rich mans table….

Ironic? I think we take too many things for granted in life……

“I just want to be here now”