Only Through Sacrifice
Life has a tendency to be far more complicated than necessary.
Things change, people change, I change, but it feels the same.
When life comes crashing down around my ears I feel fine,
When I am surrounded by love and friendship my heart breaks and I fall apart.
I don't understand myself, I don't understand others, I don't understand God.
But I do.
Too much,
And too little.
Understanding how people work, the mechanics and artistry of society only gets you so far.
Understanding relationships through conceptualizing only gets you so far.
There comes a point where practical application steps in.
Then you get lost.
You mis-understand.
You mis-interpret.
You get confused.
So you turn and run.
You hide in some dark lonely corner and look for the answers.
Answers to life, answers to the future, answers you think will save your sanity.
But the only answers you can come up with come from the past,
And to find them you need to dig.
Digging hurts.
So you look for answers outside your self.
You try to lose yourself in helping others,
You link them to your own feelings of self-worth.
But people judge.
People fail.
People let you down.
People use you when they need you and then throw you away.
And so yet again you fall flat on your face.
So you turn to your music.
The one thing that allows you to just let go.
Freedom of expression.
A certain, unusual grace.
And then you lose your voice.
In the end, everything you knew to be true and concrete falls away.
And that's when you remember.
There is one thing left.
One true and unchanging love.
The one person who has been there for you,
been there since the beginning of time,
is the last person you tun to.
But He doesn't care.
He waits with arms wide open and beckons you home again.
No matter how broken,
How battered,
How frightening,
How angry,
How monstrous,
He never winces,
He never looks away,
He never leaves,
He always loves.
Only through sacrifice are we made whole again.
Only by grace are we saved.