here’s one final song by rich mullins. honestly, there’s a part of me that just wants to keep putting his songs here and force-feeding them to you until you feel what i feel. but that’s the problem with feelings. you don’t feel what i feel. you can’t.
you haven’t walked in my shoes and you haven’t experienced life exactly the way i have. i can’t expect your journey to match up with mine. but i can tell you that the words that come from the heart of this lonely prophet are some of the deepest and most radically simple of any i have ever heard.
and he didn’t just write about a life of faith. he lived it. rich had given himself wholly and selflessly to working with native american indians…living with them and contending for the gospel with some of the poorest and most forgotten people in our country. sharing his belongings and being the incarnate jesus again for least of these.
his life was a living (and dying) metaphor for humility. this won’t be the last you see of rich.
Hold Me JesusWell, sometimes my life just don’t make sense at all When the mountains look so big And my faith just seems so smallSo hold me Jesus, ’cause I’m shaking like a leaf You have been King of my glory Won’t You be my Prince of PeaceAnd I wake up in the night and feel the dark It’s so hot inside my soul I swear there must be blisters on my heartSo hold me Jesus, ’cause I’m shaking like a leaf You have been King of my glory Won’t You be my Prince of PeaceSurrender don’t come natural to me I’d rather fight You for something I don’t really want Than to take what You give that I need And I’ve beat my head against so many walls Now I’m falling down, I’m falling on my kneesAnd this Salvation Army band is playing this hymn And Your grace rings out so deep It makes my resistance seem so thinI’m singing hold me Jesus, ’cause I’m shaking like a leaf You have been King of my glory Won’t You be my Prince of PeaceYou have been King of my glory Won’t You be my Prince of Peace
take a moment to listen. this isn’t about your musical palate. it’s about having your heart broken.
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