This wasn't the direction I planned to go with my second post, but my three year old has been singing the song "Brave" by Sara Bareilles over and over (and over, and over, and over ...) for several days straight, and I just can't escape it. So I've decided to embrace.
I mentioned previously that the way in which a work of art holds value to an individual may not be the same as how it originally held value to the artist. Similarly, the same work of art can be valued on a number of different planes simultaneously - when listening to a song in the context of a breakup, you hear it one way, in the context of the birth of a child, you hear it differently, and all the while you may still be able to hear the social message it was originally written to express.
It's important not to take away from the intended message of this particular song. The obvious messages are significant, and absolutely in line with biblical truth in their own right. Leaving those in place, I think it's possible to shift our ears to a spiritual filter and hear another layer too. What if, as you listen, the lyrics are heard as God's words to you about your relationship with Him? Try it:
When is the last time you really prayed? I mean the kind of prayer where your heart pours out everything, baring your thoughts good and bad to a God who's only desire is to know you, to see all the parts of who you are? I know I'm not alone in feeling trapped underneath the things I won't say to Him, living in a metaphorical dark cave of solitude that I've made through my own silence, especially when it comes to what I'm honestly thinking of God Himself. Yet I hear Him in these lyrics calling me out - "Let the words fall out, stop holding them in, say what you want to say so I can move towards you in love. There's nothing you can say that I can't handle - I want to see all of you."
Being a 30-something, I personally can't think of Sara Bareilles' lyrics without hearing John Mayer's "Say" in my head, and actually, that song continues this theme of God pressing us to speak to Him openly, vulnerably, without reservation:
Maybe today's the day to take the battles we're fighting in our heads and hash them out with God boldly, honestly, without fear.
I mentioned previously that the way in which a work of art holds value to an individual may not be the same as how it originally held value to the artist. Similarly, the same work of art can be valued on a number of different planes simultaneously - when listening to a song in the context of a breakup, you hear it one way, in the context of the birth of a child, you hear it differently, and all the while you may still be able to hear the social message it was originally written to express.
It's important not to take away from the intended message of this particular song. The obvious messages are significant, and absolutely in line with biblical truth in their own right. Leaving those in place, I think it's possible to shift our ears to a spiritual filter and hear another layer too. What if, as you listen, the lyrics are heard as God's words to you about your relationship with Him? Try it:
When is the last time you really prayed? I mean the kind of prayer where your heart pours out everything, baring your thoughts good and bad to a God who's only desire is to know you, to see all the parts of who you are? I know I'm not alone in feeling trapped underneath the things I won't say to Him, living in a metaphorical dark cave of solitude that I've made through my own silence, especially when it comes to what I'm honestly thinking of God Himself. Yet I hear Him in these lyrics calling me out - "Let the words fall out, stop holding them in, say what you want to say so I can move towards you in love. There's nothing you can say that I can't handle - I want to see all of you."
Maybe today's the day to take the battles we're fighting in our heads and hash them out with God boldly, honestly, without fear.
"Even if your hands are shaking and your faith is broken ... say what you need to say."
You were a high schooler in the 90s?? Wow, you are so old...Oh, wait...
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading, Kim! And yeah, you were completely right about your facebook comment - John Mayer always reminds me of high school for some reason though! :-)
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