2005-09-15

Theme Song

Troy bought the new U2 album on itunes back in March. He has it on his computer, and he burned a cd, which he promptly lent to our friend Jake. So here it is September and I hadn't really had the chance to listen to it. So today I burned another cd and listened to it on way to and from Ikea where I had coffee with a friend. I had heard this song a few times, but today it really resonated with me. So for now, it's my new theme song. Here are the words...

Yahweh

Take these shoes
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean

Take this soul

Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing.


Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I'm waiting for the dawn

Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don't make a fist
Take this mouth
So quick to criticize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born

Yahweh, Yahweh

Still I'm waiting for the dawn

Still waiting for the dawn, the sun is coming up

The sun is coming up on the ocean

This love is like a drop in the ocean

This love is like a drop in the ocean


Yahweh, Yahweh

Always pain before a child is born

Yahweh, tell me now
Why the dark before the dawn?

Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it break.

The parts I really like the best are "Take this soul, stranded in some flesh and bones, take this soul and make it sing." Sometimes I do feel stranded in flesh and bones, especially when there are so many roles I take on in life. Sometimes it's really hard to know how much time and priority to give to which role.

I also really like "Take these hands, teach them what to carry" because I am a woman who picks up all sorts of random things in life. Then I find myself standing in front of God, dropping things, trying to balance the rest. And He just looks at me and shakes His head in a loving way, asking me "What are you doing with all that stuff?" This year I really want to hear Him telling me what things I should carry and what things I should leave by the side of the road.

And "take this mouth, so quick to criticize, take this mouth, give it a kiss." I love that image. I can't think of a better way to get my wayward tongue stop wagging than having God silence me with a kiss of His love.

And of course, the whole last verse. I pray that someday, Madrid will be a city standing on a hill. And I pray that He does break my heart with Madrid.

Amen.

2 comments:

Abril said...

i'll be praying for this all with you heather. thanks for sharing!

c madam said...

wow