Tuesday, December 11, 2007

The Singing Epiphany

My car seems to be a place of insight for me as of late. Well maybe insight is too strong and sweeping of a term, "insight" has such a strong connotation that it almost seems that is communicating a new truth or at least fact. Now that I think about it epiphany seems a more appropriate term, it implies something much more personal and intimate. I doubt my observations and ranting apply to many other people than myself.

Back on subject, the other night while driving to Fresh and Easy to get dinner & dessert I was listing to a mixed CD that Emily burt me. Track 6 was a Nickel Creek song called "Doubting Thomas". I had heard it before, and as cliché as it sounds, I hadn't really listened to it. The lyrics were so moving. It said things that I knew were true, but through a perfect balance of neglect, pride, and subtlety I forgot. And now to take a page out of my dear friend Shane's book I am going to post the lyrics here on my blog.
(the bolded verse of the song is what really rung true to me)


NICKEL CREEK LYRICS
"Doubting Thomas"

What will be left when I've drawn my last breath
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who've known me
Will I discover a soul-saving love
Or just the dirt above and below me

I'm a doubting Thomas
I took a promise
But I do not feel safe
Oh me of little faith

Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face
Then I beg to be spared cause I'm a coward
If there's a master of death
I bet he's holding his breath
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power

I'm a doubting Thomas
I can't keep my promises
Cause I don't know what's safe
Oh me of little faith

Can I be used to help others find truth
When I'm scared I'll find proof that it's a lie
Can I be led down a trail dropping bread crumbs
That prove I'm not ready to die

Please give me time to decipher the signs
Please forgive me for time that I've wasted

I'm a doubting Thomas
I'll take your promise
Though I know nothin's safe
Oh me of little faith


( GASP! This is my first post in a over a year with out a drawing in it! Forgive me! )

2 comments:

Ryan said...

It's a beautiful and sad song. I relate to the line, "Sometimes I ask for a slap in the face, then I beg to be spared because I am a coward."

_Shane said...

Thanks for sharing. I can certainly relate. :\