Month: January 2012

Cradle to the Grave

By Neal Morse

Sometimes I don’t understand
Why I was born at all
When all that I do leaves me empty
Aching and longing for more
Sometimes I feel I could stand
Man, I feel like I’m ten feet tall
But then it’s like I’m on trial and I’m guilty
I don’t know exactly what for

How I wish
I could be relieved
Fall on God’s doorstep
And be received
But it seems he doesn’t
Care for me anymore
So I’ll be on my way
Live from the cradle to the grave
On my own

Son you must understand
Why I would let you fall
It isn’t because I don’t love you
It’s not that I want you to crawl
But the silence between us has grown
And your towers have grown so tall
“I let you choose; you have chosen”
You don’t seem to want me at all

How I wish
To be reconciled
That you would just love me
With the heart of a child
But it seems you never
Want me around anymore
So you can have your way
Live from the cradle to the grave
Far from home

How I wish (Child how I love you)
I could be relieved (but you’re so far away)
Fall on God’s doorstep (Won’t you come home to me?)
And be received (I will give you my robe)
But it seems he doesn’t (Clothe you in linen)
Care for me anymore (Son I want you to stay)
So I’ll be on my way (I’ll set you free)
Live from the cradle to the grave (How I long to be home)

How I wish (I’ve been alone)
To be reconciled (so very long)
That you would just love me (with a heart made of stone)
With the heart of a child (Can you dry all the tears)
But it seems you never (I’ve held in my heart?)
Want me around anymore
So you can have your way (I’ll be on my way)
Live from the cradle to the grave
Far from home

*Last night, I was looking for the lyrics of the song in the last scene of Contagion when I stumbled upon this song, a reminder on humility and staying close to God.

Contagion

Watched Contagion last night. This movie is the polar opposite of Outbreak. Much like what The Thin Red Line (yay!) is to Saving Private Ryan (nay!). It may be boring to many but I actually found it quite interesting. In particular, the movie’s focus on the life cycle of a pandemic, the lives of those affected, and– to an extent– the role of the Internet. With the spread of the disease as the backdrop, the movie takes you through how it affects the lives of ordinary people who lost (or are about to lose) loved ones, the doctors desperately helping the sick, the doctors running against the clock looking for a cure, the government striving to contain the chaos as society disintegrates. It’s a doomsday scenario but it’s a very plausible doomsday scenario. And that makes the movie feel very real.

Emmanuel

My name is Emmanuel. It means “God is with us”. I should always remember that. We should always remember that. I recently read about this guy who took his own life for a too familiar reason.  He took his life along the expressway. The one I usually take. The one I would have taken had circumstances been any different (I like to think very much different). It’s sad that he wasn’t able to turn to anyone. I was lucky my family was there. But we should always remember that in those dark times when it seems there is no one there for you, that there is always God.

Why I Don’t Like Asking For Directions

Went for a long drive yesterday. Somewhere along the way, I decided on a new route (symbolic I guess). I drove and drove until it became vague where I’m going (more symbolism?). I stopped and asked a bystander for directions. He provided some detailed directions. He even offered to accompany me. Thanks but no thanks, I said and drove off. Again, I drove and drove until it became even more vague where I’m going (and even more). I checked Google Maps. There was no signal. I ended up retracing my route back to the old familiar way. Yes, there are times when we ask for directions and yet we remain lost, or worse, even more lost. And so we end up not liking asking for directions. But there are times, when we do need direction, guidance. We should know when and who to turn to: friends, family, God. They will help us find our way.