This is a music video for "Dear God," an adaptation of Taylor Swift's "Dear John." It is now a prayer for when we are doubting. At the end of the day, sometimes all we can do is kneel at the feet of Jesus.
"She felt comforted at once by the sympathy and confidence given her; the knowledge that her mother had a fault like hers, and tried to mend it."
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Monday, February 1, 2016
SALVATION IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER
Ever pricked your finger on a spindle?
Truth is, I think we all have, have we not?
Are you not overwhelmed? Entranced? Seduced?
Walking up that dismal winding staircase,
Your dear thoughts forced out by some else's?
And then, next thing you know, you have shut down.
You won't remember why and you won't try.
Need you saving, or can you wake yourself?
That's an eternal question, isn't it?
Perhaps you can't and so perhaps we can't.
But do we necessarily need saved?
Perhaps we need saving, but we are not
Excluding the possibility of
Waking ourselves. Don't misunderstand me.
I do not mean that we're saving ourselves,
But I ponder this salvation matter
Hasn't to do with our unconsciousness
And that it's something else entirely.
Well, let me know when you figure that out.
I'll just wait here and continue snoring,
Bothering everyone 'round me 'til then.
Perhaps I'll enjoy a dream while I wait.
Monday, December 7, 2015
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