I was on the way home tonight fom my Singing Buckeyes rehersal, so I was in a musical mood. On the radio on the way home was Switchfoot's Meant to Live:
Fumbling his confidence
And wond'ring why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, flyWe were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
Frankly, I wasn't necessarily imnpressed with the song, but the theme moved me. I suddenly wanted to live again. I'm tired of this deep longing I've felt, concern for my church. Not that there shouldn't be concern, but I just want to feel the joy of my salvation again like it was brand new. There's enough suffering to worry about and time to worry about it. It's time for me to just plain relish the life that God has granted me. Life to the full, not partial or empty, but full. There's much to rejoice about and It's time that I started again.
A song or two later came 100 years by 5 for Fighting (what kind of band name is that?):
I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind
I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly you're wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on...
I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you're on your way
Every day's a new day...
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
It was one of those moments where the stars align, or at least the songs on the radio, and suddenly things are in perpective. Life is short, too short to spend it frowning and serious. There are three goofy, fun loving little girls in my life, an awsome woman whom I don't deserve to even talk with let alone sleep in the same bed with and a host of friends, good friends. My God has been good to me. What's to be sad about?
I know the morning will dilute those feelings and the realities of life will set in, but I hope I can stay at least a little closer to that new perspective on things.
Doug, I have had many of these moments, and often with music. I just wrote about one from last week on my blog.
This is a great five for fighting song. I've always liked it, but never read the lyrics. I went and bought it from iTunes after reading your post. I also like "Superman" by them. Their lyrics have a fragility and a humility that is uncommon in popular music.
I second your thought that life is too short for frowning. I'm trying to break out of that dungeon myself. I don't want to miss the blessings all around me.