A Christmas Story – Prologue…

A Christmas Story… is a playlist I’ve (re)made from a collection of the best christmas songs and hymns me and my friends could find on Spotify. I arranged the songs to let the lyrics do the telling of the greatest story ever told.

Prologue – Advent

O come, O come Emmanuel

O come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer our spirits by Thine advent here; disperse the gloomy clouds of night, and death’s dark shadows put to flight. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, o Israel.

Bereden Väg för Herran (Prepare the way, O Zion!)

O Zion, He approaches, Your Lord and King for you. Strew palms where He advances, spread garments in His way. God’s promise never fails, Hosanna sound forever!

Breath of Heaven (Mary’s Song)

I have traveled many moonless nights, cold and weary with a babe inside. I wonder what I’ve done? Holy Father, You have come and chosen me now to carry Your son.

Gläns Över Sjö och Strand (Shine over lakes and land)

Night over our land, night over Zion. In the western sky Orion fades. The tired shepard sleeps, the child in his sweet dreams, awakened by the wonderful chorus of voices. Shine with wonderous light, star in the east.

We Three Kings Of Orient Are

We three kings of Orient are bearing gifts we travel afar. Field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star.

Det Är En Ros Utsprungen (Instrumental version of Lo! How A Rose E’er Blooming)

 

Advent is the coming of the Messiah, the Lord. “A time of expectant waiting and preparation for the celebration of the nativity of Jesus at Christmas.” according to Wikipedia. “The season of Advent serves as a reminder both of the original waiting that was done by the Hebrews for the birth of their Messiah as well as the waiting of Christians”… for the Parousia, the second coming of Christ. Then as we wait for Christmas, to celebrate the promises that were fullfilled when Christ was born, we know that He will return again, as was promised, because “God’s promise never fails”.

“Men of Galilee,” they said, “why do you stand here looking into the sky? This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heaven, will come back in the same way you have seen him go into heaven.” - Acts 1:11

They’ll know we are christians…

I was hungry and you drove past my refugee camp with food for your troops.
I was thirsty and you told me you the situation was too insecure to fix the water supply.
I was a stranger and you refused to learn my language or culture.
I was naked and you walked past in your battle armour.
I was sick with preventable diseases and you told me you had to train people to kill so I would be safe.
I was in prison, held without charge and no one could visit me because no one knew where I was or even whether I was alive.

Paraphrases of Matthew 25:42-43 by Simon Moyle, because as the hymn says, they’ll know we are christians by our love?!

We must not forget…

In sad remembrance of the Kristallnacht.
We must not forget, we can never forget.

You, and You only…

You are my vision, O King of my heart
Nothing else satisfies, only You Lord
You are my best thought by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, Your presence, my light

You are my wisdom, You are my true word
I ever with You, and You with me Lord
You’re my great Father, and I’m Your true son
You dwell inside me, together we’re one

You are my battle-shield, sword for the fight
You are my dignity, You’re my delight
You’re my soul’s shelter and You’re my high tower
Come, raise me heavenward, O Power of my power

I don’t want riches or man’s empty praise
You’re my inheritance, now and always
You, and You only, the first in my heart
High King of heaven, my treasure You are

High King of heaven, when victory’s won
May I reach heaven’s joy, O bright heaven’s Son
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all

You did warn me carpenter…

It is so that my transgressions have born a withered fruit
The sun has scorched the rising plans; alas they have no root
The bleached bones of animals bound by leather strips
Dance through the air with laughter as I wield this wicked whip

As You did warn me carpenter, this world has weakened my heart
So easily I disparage, self-seeking the work of my art
And there You have come to me at the moment I bathe in my sorrow
So in love with myself, sought after avoiding tomorrow

Where do You find the love to offer he who betrays You?
And offer to wash my feet as I offer to disobey You
Your beauty does bereave me, and how my words do fail
So faithfully and dutifully I award you with betrayal

The weak and the down trodden fall on broken legs
As I walk past a smile I cast, fervor in my stead
But my bones like plastic, do buckle backward now
I lay in this field by Judas’ bowels and anticipate the plow

I can not be forgiven; my wages will be paid
For those more lovely and admirable is least among the saved
And where would I fit Jesus? What place is left for me?
The price of atonement is more than I’ve found to offer up as my plea

Jesus my heart is all I have to give to You
So weak and so unworthy this simply will not do
No alabaster jar, no diamond in the rough
For Your body that was broken, how can this be enough?

By me You were abandoned, by me You were betrayed
Yet in your arms and in Your heart forever I have stayed
Your glory illuminates my life, and no darkness will descend
For You have loved me forever, and Your love will never end

Showbread with Matthias replaces Judas, featuring my favorite artist Reese Roper. Youtube-link, Spotify-link.

J’ai rien compris…

My love for lyrics has found a source of true delight that I need to share; Listener.

Our heart burns broken at the ends, they fail us, keep building
my lungs are wax inside my ribs, you’re burning, well I’m breathing
this back breaks walked on from carrying friends, can’t stop now, still working
your life’s like rain drops on my tongue, I believe you, keep raining
and it’s alright, it’s alright, we are not right now complete
and I’m alright, you’re gonna be alright, we might never be complete
but the water keeps rising, it’s rising, everybody get into the water
and hold each others hands and lives, let’s all smush our hearts together
we’re gonna leave these shores right now, be everything we’ve never been
but you gotta swear to promise that we’ll never go back again, ever again
and we’re not just islands lying beside each others shorelines
we’re all bound with veins and hopes, we are not each others ghosts
No, our hearts are abridged, let’s build bridges to each other
so this river won’t take us under
filled with monsters and goblins, they keep dragging the bottom
our life is a bridge, let’s build bridges to each other
and pray we don’t go under, oh these careless waters

I’m trying not to confuse: being used, with giving all I am
by: being used, and giving everything I have, all I am
so I’ll build a bridge with hollow bones filled with hollow teeth
inside a hollow heart, with the insides carved
and let the blood in these veins freeze
let the water in these veins freeze and break and flood the dam
we are all we have, this is all we need, hold on it may never end
and I might have to drink my teeth again if I wash up on the coast
so I’ll build a bridge with all that’s left, and not make any more new ghosts
show me your life, wide and bright, I hope that patience fills the seams
keep what’s inside, dry and right, you arch the frame I’ll span the beams
our lives are a bridge for us to give, I want to build a better bridge
from every wrong we’ve done to each other, if I forgive will you forgive?
because one day we’re gonna close our eyes for death or rest
and abandon ourself, this weak mind and breath
and the columns we made, and roots we grew down deep
will be pulled and gathered in to firewood, and burnt for heat
but when the tension shifts, and these braces turn
I’ll try and build a better bridge
and when all our piers burn, and the hinges miss
I’m gonna build a better bridge
our hearts are abridged, let’s build bridges to each other
so we don’t take ourselves under

One day this all will change…

This is my hope.

Sometimes I lay under the moon
I thank God I’m breathing
Then I pray, don’t take me soon
Because I’m here for a reason

It’s not about win or lose
Because we all lose
When they feed on the souls of the innocent
Blood drenched pavement
Keep on moving though the waters stay raging
In this maze you can lose your way
It might drive you crazy but don’t let it faze you, no way

Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know some day it’ll all turn around

Because
All my live I’ve been waiting for
I’ve been praying for
For the people to say
That we don’t wanna fight no more
They’ll be no more wars
And our children will play
One day

One day this all will change
Treat people the same
Stop with the violence
Down the the hate
One day we’ll all be free
And proud to be under the same sun
Singing songs of freedom like

One day…

“Amen. Come! Lord Jesus.”

These things get no respect from me…

Showbread’s newest album is something I’ve come to enjoy. Lots of thoughts in the lyrics that I subscribe too. Like these.

Jesus deliver us from our selfishness
Its roots are twisting up into our hearts
Worst of all there seems to be no cure for this
I fear my God that I may come apart
The Jesus that we’re shouting in our neighbor’s face
Looks nothing like the Jesus that You are

Jesus deliver us from our flags and oaths
The things that we believe will set us free
The fabric, country, system, or a man and his land
I’m afraid these things get no respect from me

Jesus deliver us from our raging pride
The things that we say we do in Your name
With all our vengeance, votes, and picket signs and guns
We put the love You came to bring to shame

Heavy is this soul that I’ve been carrying
So I’m forever giving up my sword
Take from me this weight that I could never bear
And I will follow You forevermore

Listen to it on Spotify.

Get ready for the smack down…

New rule; If you’re a Christian who supports killing your enemies and torture, you have to come up with a new name for yourself.

Last week, as I was explaining why I didn’t feel at all guilty about Osama’s targeted assassination, I made some jokes about Christian hypocrisy and since then strangers have been coming up to me and forcing me to have the same conversation. So let me explain two things. One, I’m not Matthew McConaughey. He surfs a long board. And two, capping thine enemy is not exactly what Jesus would do. It’s what Suge Knight would do.

For almost 2,000 years, Christians have been lawyering the Bible to try and figure out how “love thy neighbor” can mean “hate thy neighbor” and how “turn the other cheek” can mean “screw you I’m buying space lasers.” Martin Luther King gets to call himself a Christian because he actually practiced loving his enemies. And Gandhi was so fucking Christian he was Hindu.

But if you rejoice in revenge, torture and war – hey, that’s why they call it the weekend – you cannot say you’re a follower of the guy who explicitly said, “love your enemies” and “do good to those who hate you.” The next line isn’t “and if that doesn’t work, send a titanium fanged dog to rip his nuts off.” Jesus lays on that hippie stuff pretty thick. He has lines like, “do not repay evil with evil,” and “do not take revenge on someone who wrongs you.” Really. It’s in that book you hold up when you scream at gay people. And not to put too fine a point on it, but nonviolence was kind of Jesus’ trademark. Kind of his big thing. To not follow that part of it is like joining Greenpeace and hating whales.

There’s interpreting, and then there’s just ignoring. It’s just ignoring if you’re for torture – as are more evangelical Christians than any other religion. You’re supposed to look at that figure of Christ on the cross and think, “how could a man suffer like that and forgive?” Not, “Romans are pussies, he still has his eyes.” If you go to a baptism and hold the baby under until he starts talking, you’re missing the message.

Like, apparently, our president, who says he gets scripture on his Blackberry first thing every morning, but who said on 60 Minutes that anyone who would question that Bin Laden didn’t deserve an assassination should, “have their head examined.” Hey Fox News! You missed a big headline; Obama thinks Jesus is nuts! To which I say, “hallelujah,” because my favorite new government program is surprising violent religious zealots in the middle of the night and shooting them in the face. Sorry Head Start, you’re number 2 now.

But I can say that because I’m a non-Christian. Just like most Christians. Christians, I know, I’m sorry, I know you hate this and you want to square this circle, but you can’t. I’m not even judging you, I’m just saying logically if you ignore every single thing Jesus commanded you to do, you’re not a Christian – you’re just auditing. You’re not Christ’s followers, you’re just fans. And if you believe the Earth was given to you to kick ass on while gloating, you’re not really a Christian – you’re a Texan

Title from Thousand Foot Krutch‘s Smack Down.

This is what love is…

Endless days and long hard journeys
Mending hearts forever yearning

Healing blind men by His touch
Knowing that He cares so much

Teaching us to love eachother as we love ourselves
Laying down our lives for someone else

Suffering the world’s rejection
Sacrifice and resurrection

In this world we live in there are no guarantees
But there’s one thing I’m sure of
He died and rose for me
His love has surely stood the test of time

Even when we fall
He loves us through it all
His gentle guiding hand keeps understanding
He knows the tears we cry
He knows our hearts may lie
For us again, He would die

That’s what love is

He came and gave His life so we would know
He is what love is
Now we know what love is

John Elefante’s song with the same title as this post. Listen here.