"You want to know the meaning of life? This is your highest calling: You are called into the dynamic co-creation of the cosmos. This breath is your canvas and brush. These are the raw materials for your art, for the life you are making. Nothing is off limits. Your backyard, your piano, your paintbrush, your conversation, Rwanda, New Orleans, Iraq, your marriage, your soul. You're making a living with every step you take."
- Jon Foreman (Quoted in A Million Little Ways by Emily P. Freeman, pg. 11)
"oh tell me what you know ~ about God and the world and the human soul ~ how so much can go wrong ~ and still there are songs" ~ Sara Groves
Showing posts with label Jon Foreman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jon Foreman. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Words for Wednesday
Sunday, July 7, 2013
I Spy Beauty...
A (sometimes) weekly post of beauty seen, heard or discovered
Once again, darkness and struggle make it difficult to see beauty.
When I am struggling to sleep there are certain tunes that soothe and help me to fall asleep.... Jon Foreman's Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring EP's are my current favourites. This week I have played "The Cure For The Pain" (from the Fall EP) countless times....
In a number of ways over the past week, I have been gently reminded that facing pain and disappointment is what allows us to move beyond it.
The present pain might be... well, painful. But I've heard the promise that beauty rises from ashes, so I'm not going to run away.
Once again, darkness and struggle make it difficult to see beauty.
When I am struggling to sleep there are certain tunes that soothe and help me to fall asleep.... Jon Foreman's Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring EP's are my current favourites. This week I have played "The Cure For The Pain" (from the Fall EP) countless times....
I'm not sure why it always goes downhillMaybe this song doesn't seem particularly encouraging to you, but one thing I have learnt this week: the time comes, some days, when the cure for the pain is to run right on into it.
Why broken cisterns never could stay filled
I've spent ten years singing gravity away
But the water keeps on falling from the sky
And here tonight while the stars are blacking out
With every hope and dream I've ever had in doubt
I've spent ten years trying to sing these doubts away
But the water keeps on falling from my eyes
And heaven knows, heaven knows
I tried to find a cure for the pain
Oh my Lord, to suffer like You do
It would be a lie to run away
So blood is fire pulsing through our veins
We're either riders or fools behind the reigns
I've spent ten years trying to sing it all away
But the water keeps on falling from my tries
And heaven knows, heaven knows
I tried to find a cure for the pain
Oh my Lord, to suffer like You do
It would be a lie to run away
A lie to run, it would be a lie
It would be a lie to run away
It keeps on falling (x4)
Water keeps on falling from my eyes
And heaven knows, heaven knows
I tried to find a cure for the pain
Oh my Lord, to suffer like You do
It would be a lie to run away
It would be a lie to run away
It would be a lie to run away
(The Cure For The Pain copyright Jon Foreman)
In a number of ways over the past week, I have been gently reminded that facing pain and disappointment is what allows us to move beyond it.
The present pain might be... well, painful. But I've heard the promise that beauty rises from ashes, so I'm not going to run away.
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