Week of Music '13: Blind
I used to fear doubt. It lead to slippery slopes that ended with drug use and fornication. But eventually doubt rooted deep enough that I couldn't ignore it anymore, which is when I found the slippery slope only lead me to Jesus. No drugs or fornication, though I probably swear a little more than I used to. I still have doubts, and plenty of questions, but I've learned in those awkward places to experience a sense of wonder and faith as I search for the Way, the Truth, and the Life, like I never knew when I had all the answers.
I've heard stories about blind people who could recognize you entirely by the feel of your hand or felt near ecstasy when eating cheesecake, the lack of vision opened their senses to other sorts of sight.
Knowing things can be good, but like anything else it can get in the way of a different kind of knowing, a different sort of sight.
So, as promised, another set of lyrics.
Blind my eyes, So I can see. And feel the warmth the sunset, Blowing in the breeze.
Remove my sight, So I can feel the touch, Of your course hand in the darkness, Leading me on.
Because the blind can see what I miss ev'ry day, True taste of toast and eggs, and coffee's sweet serenade. And if my eyes keep me from seeing who you are, leave me in the dark, and lead me in the dark.
Teach me to trust The sound of the waves Leads to the seaside cliff Where I dive into your grace.
In absence of sight I feel every drop, washing over my soul, smashing me against these rocks of love.
Because the blind can see what I miss ev'ry day, True taste of toast and eggs, and coffee's sweet serenade. And if my eyes keep me from seeing who you are, Leave me in the dark, and lead me in the dark.
You said that you had to leave us So you could be within us. And that I must learn to walk again. Though I crawl afraid Of what I don't see you doing, I feel the miracle of grass for the first time in my hands.