Tuesday, April 16, 2013

when there are no words

Today another horrible, evil thing happened.  Why it impacted me differently than any of the other horrible, evil things, I'm not sure.  Maybe because I live about 3 blocks from the Oklahoma City Bombing Memorial and news like this just feels different here.  Maybe because the anniversary of that attack is this very week.  Maybe because I'm running in my own race "to remember" in 12 days.  Maybe because no one has twisted this into an agenda yet.  Maybe it's cumulative - seeing evil being evil yet again has worn me down and made me especially raw.

Every now and then, when I can't quite process something or my heart feels heavy, I write a song.  I finished writing it in about 30 minutes with a bible next to me.  The vocals are pitchy and the guitar playing is worse.  A single take, the first and only one, with no effects.  No excuses for why it's not better...but the truth is, its not about me. Or the song.  Its about the promise.

God promised to never leave or forsake us.  To bind up our wounds.  To hear our cries.  He promised that darkness doesn't ever get the last word.  In short, he promised that no matter what it looks like, no matter what happens in this fallen world, no matter how awful things get...in the end, LOVE WINS.

And on a night like tonight, that's about the only hope we have.

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Love Wins

Its all over the news again
The blood the screams the whole world’s ugly sins
It looks like we’re losing
But you promised

So when the fear cuts me to the quick
And the haters laugh and lovers just feel sick
I remind myself not to forget
That it’s finished

Chorus:
The wicked will not stand but your righteous will not fall
You see our broken hearts you answer when we call
And though we are afraid and we don’t understand
When it looks like the whole world has gone dark again
We remember your love wins

So please come close and comfort us tonight
Bind up the wounds and pour our your lovelight
My soul is weary and I need your strength
To keep believing

This world is broken, that seems crystal clear
Sometimes I wonder why you leave us here
But you say to trust and not to fear
You’re the overcomer

Bridge:
The righteous cry out and the Lord hears them
He delivers them from all their troubles
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit
The righteous person may have many troubles
but the Lord delivers them from them all