Sunday, April 24, 2011

Downpour

Downpour by Brandi Carlile


I'm like the rain in a downpour
I wash away what you long for
And I wave goodbye with the sun in my eyes
I wish I could be there tonight

I'm like the wind in the canyon
I'm there when I'm gone in a second
You're growing older in peace where you're at
I wish I could be there for that
But I've moved on
Like a rolling stone
In a crowded room
I'm alone

I'm like the rain in a downpour
I wash away what you long for
And I wave goodbye with the sun in my eyes
I wish I could be there tonight


The Story

Sunday, April 17, 2011

What I See

I don’t see God in men’s eyes or their harsh rebuke of other’s lives.
I don’t see God in empty prayers of ones who never really cared.
I don’t see God in vanity, blinding self-complacency.

But I see God in my own way, away from condescending cliches.

I see him in the advocacy of compassion and charity
I see him in the solace of the quiet life not wanting strife.
I see him in humility of ones who give so selflessly
I see him in the beauty of the pure, forgiving kind of love.

I seek him more implicitly. This God who lets me....be me.