Phil 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true,
whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things
are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report;
if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
"i want you to flow from the pen, bow and brush"
A powerful thought brilliantly stated. The more we begin to scratch the surface
of understanding the awesome love of God and depth His sacrifice to buy back
a fallen race, each individually, from the slave market of sin and death,
the more we see the symbols in the Painting, or the subtle shifts of the
Symphony. The more that love becomes infused into us the more we are able
to love those who don't love us, or the un-lovely. We begin to see people,
with all of their frustrations, rudenesses and weakness and even hatred,
as someone for whom Jesus Christ died to save. We begin to see our own grave
depravity and desperate need of a Savior.
There is another very powerful idea in these carefully crafted lyrics we
can take away. There are very expressive phrases - "the scent of an unfound
bloom" - that we can quickly capture with and may even bring a very tangible
memory to us. They are also words that a non-Christian can identify clearly.
There are no buzzwords that we as Christians pass around - no code, no exclusive
club catch phrases. Anyone can clearly catch the images and expression of
the author's impressions of God and his relationship, and his dependence
on God in his songwriting - where a theme is given and it calls to him to
weave the note in between.
And finally, we reach the chorus. The clear explanation of the call of God
on a life. The author feels the call to write and sing music knowing his
talents belong to his Lord, with a compelling force that will allow him to
"do nothing else" with the same satisfaction or joy that obedience to the
One thing a few of us here say is this: We want the message to be from God.
We only get to hold the pen. We want God's message to flow from our pens and keyboards.
This is our call, to share the things we have learned and truth we see in
everyday life with anyone who will take the time to read. We get maybe ten
minutes of your day. We must be clear and concise in expressing what has
been placed on our hearts for you.
What is your call? I urge you to speak simply and clearly in that call. This
is especially true when speaking with those who do not know Jesus as Savior.
Many of the phrases we use as believers use require explanation and can create
a feeling of confusion or of being excluded. Find these powerful ideas in
your music, or reading, or whatever your hobby or interest may be. Think
on these things. Store them up for the harder times keep to your focus more
positive, and learn to express them in your words and in your actions.
||Melodies of You
Sixpence None the Richer
You're a painting with symbols deep, symphony
Soft as it shifts from dark beneath
A poem that flows, caressing my skin
In all of these things you reside and i
Want you flow from the pen, bow and brush
With paper and string, and canvas tight
With ink in the air, to dust your light?
From morning to the black of night
This is my call I belong to you
This is my call to sing the melodies of you
This is my call I can do nothing else
I can do nothing else
You're the scent of an unfound bloom
A simple tune
I only write variations to sooth the mood
A drink that will knock me down to the floor
A key that will unlock the door
Where I hear a voice sing familiar themes
Then beckons me weave notes in between
A tap and a string, a bow and a glass
You pour me till the day has passed....
Written by Matt Slocum
Sixpence None the Richer - Divine Discontent
Melodies of You © Squint Entertainment 2002