Tuesday, May 15, 2012

What Do You Want?

Lost the Plot

The topic of this song is that age-old battle between the Old Self and the New Man. Periodically, we fall into an apathetic lifestyle where things are expected but not anticipated. We expect Jesus to come, but it's not something urgent in our lives. We expect to be perfected, but we don't care to go through the process of sanctification. As a direct result of this mindset, we form an opinion of who Christ is which seems to me more of a butler for our own purposes than a Lord with an agenda. We become the benefactors in our own minds, when we were actually redeemed for His glory.

In the Christian, this cycle should be broken on our knees. We should fall before a thrice holy God in repentance and brokenness in light of our failures. I know I have. I remember falling to my face in my room while listening to this song--specifically the bridge, where John James & the Newsboys really get honest & blunt.

What do you want?  If it is anything less than what God wants, then you are in need of forgiveness.

And I know He will give it to you.


Lyrics

When you come back again
Would you bring me something from the fridge?
Heard a rumour that the end is near
But I just got comfortable here.
 
Sigh.
Let's be blunt.
I'm a little distracted.
What do you want?

Headaches and bad faith

Are all that I've got.
First I misplaced the ending
Then I lost the plot.

Out among the free-range sheep

While the big birds sharpen their claws.
For a time we stuck with the shepherd
But you wouldn't play Santa Claus.

Sigh.

Let's be blunt.
We're a little distracted.
What do you want?

Once we could follow,

Now we cannot.
You would not fit our image,
So we lost the plot.

Once we could hear you,

Now our senses are shot.
We've forgotten our first love.
We have lost the plot.

When I saw you for the first time

You were hanging with a thief
And I knew my hands were dirty,
And I dropped my gaze.
Then you said I was forgiven
And you welcomed me with laughter.
I was happy ever after.
I was counting the days
When you'd come back again.
We'll be waiting for you
When you comin' back again?
We'll be ready for you
Maybe we'll wake up when...
Maybe we'll wake up when
You come back again.

Lies.

Let's be blunt.
We're a little unfaithful.
What do you want?

Are you still listening?

'Cause we're obviously not
We've forgotten our first love
We have lost the plot.

And why are you still calling?

You forgave, we forgot.
We're such experts at stalling
That we've lost the plot.
Lost the plot

When you come back again

Would you bring me something from the fridge?
Heard a rumour that the end is near
But I just got comfortable here.
Christopher M. Jimenez. Powered by Blogger.

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