Wedding Dress

Drinking: Hazelnut coffee, loaded with creamer and sugar, courtesy of my Keurig
Listening to: Derek Webb, Alexi Murdoch, William Fitzsimmons

If you could love me as a wife,
And for my wedding, gift your life,
Should that be all I'll ever need?
Or is there more I'm looking for?

Should I read between the lines?
Look for blessings in disguise?
To make me handsome, rich and wise...
Is that really what you want?

Cause I am a whore, I do confess
I put you on just like a wedding dress,
and I, run down the aisle, run down the aisle
I'm a prodigal with no way home,
I put you on just like a ring of gold and I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle, to You

So could you love this bastard child?
Though I don't trust you to provide?
With one hand in a pot of gold,
and with the other in your side...

Cause I am so easily satisfied,
with a call of a lover so less wild,
I would take a little cash,
Over your very flesh and blood...

Cause I am a whore, I do confess

I put you on just like a wedding dress,

and I, run down the aisle, run down the aisle

I'm a prodigal with no way home,

I put you on just like a ring of gold and I run down the aisle,

Run down the aisle, to You

Cause money cannot buy,

A husband's jealous eye,

When you have knowingly,

deceived His wife....

So I am a whore, I do confess

I put you on just like a wedding dress,

and I, run down the aisle, run down the aisle

I'm a prodigal with no way home,

I put you on just like a ring of gold and run down the aisle,

Run down the aisle

Cause I am a whore, I do confess

I put you on just like a wedding dress,

and I, run down the aisle, run down the aisle

I'm a prodigal with no way home,

I put you on just like a ring of gold and run down the aisle,

Run down the aisle, to You

To You...  

[Derek Webb, Wedding Dress]

I came across this song on the Joshua Radin station on Pandora.  At first I was confused because I thought it was a secular song coming across on a Christian radio station, full blast here in the ETC.  I almost ran over to shut it off but then started listening to the words.  I was curious so I googled the lyrics.  What I found, to me, is profound.

I can't say that I fully understand this song.  But God has really touched my heart with these lyrics.

I love that we can come to the Father, completely broken.  Acting as what we are, whores, failures, prodigal sons.  As vulgar as that word is, it perfectly describes us.  Maybe it doesn't describe you in the sexual sense that the word contains.  But all of us are whores to sin.

Anyway.  I love this song.  And you should all go listen to it.  Right now.

On another note, don't you love my blog layout/background?!  ;)  

I'm so excited for next month.  Daniel and I get to go out of town and have a week off work!  We're going to go to Holiday World with (hopefully) all of Daniel's siblings and his parents.  I can hardly contain the excitement.  :)

Okay, back to working at the ETC.  (Which means I am going to go watch Brothers and Sisters...  :)

Captivated

I quite enjoy browsing through blogs and more and more frequently I realize that most of the blogs I wish to follow are hosted by Blogger.  After seeing a post a few weeks ago from a friend on Facebook, I remembered that I once had an online blog.  An "LJ" actually.  I logged in and read a few of my old posts and realized that I am not the same insecure, hurting girl that I once was.  Thinking back on that today, after reading part of another chapter in the book Captivating by John and Stasi Eldredge, I decided it would be good to have a blog again.

If anything, I would like to share with others who I really am, or rather, who I am striving to be.  Sometimes I get upset.  I post irrational things (on facebook) and then I regret it.  I am hoping to shed that habit.  I don't want to be seen as an irrational person.  But I do want to be understood.  Don't we all?

So please, feel free to join me on this journey.  I assume I will post crafty things sometimes, other times my musings about something I've read, maybe an occasional prayer or even some rantings about life.

But again, I beg you to bear with me through this.  And if you would, pray with me through this.