The Kingdom of the Father is spread upon the Earth and men do not see it.- The (non-canonical and possibly heretical) Gospel of Thomas
We are surrounded by Grace, in ways sometimes large but mostly small, and (mostly) we do not see it. This song reminds us that the Lord's ever present gospel Grace is not only here for us on Easter. He has given us signs if we have eyes to see. The Queen Of The World shows this Grace to me on the regular - remember, Grace is forgiveness that is undeserved but granted anyway.
Wolfgang showed this unconditional love to me, too. It wasn't exactly Grace, but he loved me like Jesus does. We see ourselves reflected in our dog's eyes, not as we are but as we would like to be. This song reminds us that this is how the Lord looks at us, too.
I'm a long gone Waylon song on vinyl,
I'm a backroad sinner at a tent revival,
She believes in me like she believes her bible,
And loves me like Jesus does.
I'm a lead foot leaning on a suped up Chevy,
I'm a good ol' boy, drinking whiskey and rye on the levee,
But she carries me, when my sins make me heavy,
And she loves me like Jesus does.
All the crazy in my dreams,
Both my broken wings,
Every single piece of everything I am,
Yeah, she knows the man I ain't,
She forgives me when I can't,
That devil man, he don't stand a chance,
Cause she loves me like Jesus does.
Always thought she'd give up on me one day,
Wash her hands of me, leave me staring down some runway,
But, I thank God each night, and twice on Sunday,
That she loves me like Jesus does.
All the crazy in my dreams,
And both my broken wings,
Every single piece of who I am,
Yeah, she knows the man I ain't,
She forgives me when I can't,
And the devil man, no, he don't have a prayer.
Cause she loves me like Jesus does
Yeah, she knows the man I ain't,
She forgives me when I can't,
That devil man, he don't stand a chance,
Cause she loves me like Jesus does.
I'm a long gone Waylon song on vinyl
The Kingdom of the Father is spread upon the Earth and men do not see it.
See it.
Grace is something that you can never get but only be given. There's no way to earn it or deserve it or bring it about anymore than you can deserve the taste of raspberries and cream or earn good looks. A good night's sleep is grace and so are good dreams. Most tears are grace. The smell of rain is grace. Somebody loving you is grace.- Frederick Buechner
2 comments:
Amen. Happy Easter. He is risen.
Hubby loved me like Jesus does. Thank you for this song and post. I needed it.
You all be safe and have a blessed Easter.
God bless.
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