Look this song up on your favorite online music service (I'm still a Rhapsody girl). It is beautiful, and profound. Yesterday I listened to it so many times G asked me if I wasn't starting to take myself a little too seriously. I just happened to think it was appropriate Sunday listening.
"Doubting Thomas" by Nickel Creek
(not Nickelback -- save me, please!)
What will be left when I've drawn my last breath
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who've known me
Will I discover a soul-saving love
Or just the dirt above and below me
I'm a doubting Thomas
I took a promise
But I do not feel safe
Oh me of little faith
Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face
Then I beg to be spared cause I'm a coward
If there's a master of death I bet he's holding his breath
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power
I'm a doubting Thomas
I can't keep my promises
Cause I don't know what's safe
Oh me of little faith
Can I be used to help others find truth
When I'm scared I'll find proof that it's a lie
Can I be led down a trail dropping bread crumbs
That prove I'm not ready to die
Please give me time to decipher the signs
Please forgive me for time that I've wasted
I'm a doubting Thomas
I'll take your promise
Though I know nothing's safe
Oh me of little faith
Oh me of little faith
2 comments:
Music does that for me too> There is just something about it that calls to me. I hear ya sister!
Oooh... "sounds" good. I'll have to see if it's on itunes when I get home!
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