i saw the light

this song reminds me of passion and how i degraded the song.

i remember hearing this when the album first came out and immediately skipping it. the song “sounded” too weird. but after going through so many songs to remember the freedom of my soul, i thought i’d listen to it.

i love songs that have eternity + shore + home. 

when death takes me down
and i breathe here no more
my anthem will sound
on that eternal shore

so of course i had to meditate to “you’re beautiful”

 *you bled and you died and rose again for me
now you are sitting on your heavenly throne
and soon we will be coming home. 

when we arrive at eternity’s shore
where death is a memory
and tears are no more
we’ll enter in
as the wedding bells ring
you’re bride will come together
and we’ll sing
you’re beautiful.

we’ll probably sing you’re holy. holy seems to be the best word we have to describe God - just different. a girl can be beautiful. creation can be beautiful. God is something else, on a whole different scale. or that’s what i imagine.

what about eternity’s shore and home hits me like poetry?

first, the easier one: home. i still remember sleeping over and being homesick and having to go home late. homesick. that crappy feeling i have, “what am i doing, why am i here, for whom do i live, etc. etc.” i see as just sophisticated homesickness. i have tasted a little of what i cannot wholly experience until then, and i am homesick. but, i am going home. soon and very soon we shall be going.

eternity’s shore: maybe when you’re on the coast, you look over and see the horizon and think - look, this is endless. it goes beyond, forever -
and that’s fitting for heaven, right? you are forever on the edge, looking to the horizon. the infinite desires of our souls will be eclipsed by the infinity of Christ. is it blasphemous to say our desires our infinite? eh, hopefully solomon has my back.

or maybe, because eternity becomes a place. it’s kind of like saying seven o clock means home. well, eternity, if it’s a place, and if i get there, means i’m home, it means rest. eternity has a shore, and im invited, and i get to rest there. i don’t think i imagine a bright shore, but a dark, beautiful evening. probably cause i think ill be sleeping (isn’t that rest?!) but completely wrong. im sinful, give me a break.

maybe it’s because eternity’s shore sounds poetic. things that sound better are often perceived to be better or truer, or that’s what joseph jordan thinks, and with whom i agree. the best things we have said are poetic. 

i got tired its late. its 334 am and i am going to sleep. 

i heard the train when i went downstairs, and it reminded me.