New music!


I just uploaded a few songs from last night’s concert on my Facebook and MySpace.

Check out “Let Love Be Right,” “A Moment,” “Who,” and “Undone,” and let me know what you think!

UPDATE (Feb. 23): Just added “Monster.”

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This is Love

From pastor/musician Jaeson Ma:

Oppression, you shall fear me

Oppression, you prey on us when we sleep.
Oppression, you chase after the tired, the poor, the weak.
Oppression, you know you mean only harm.
Oppression, you reach out with your long arm.

But oppression, I won’t let you near me, oh no.
Oppression, you shall learn to fear me, yes you will.

Oppression, you seek population control.
Oppression, to divide and to conquer is your goal.
Oppression, I swear that hatred is your home.
Oppression, you just won’t leave bad enough alone.

But oppression, I won’t let you near me, oh no.
Oppression, you shall learn to fear me, yes you will.

Oppression, I don’t see how you sleep.
Oppression, for your bleeding conscience I weep.
Oppression, you may have the dollar on your side.

But oppression, from the gospel truth you cannot hide.
And oppression, I won’t let you near me, oh no, no.
Oppression, you shall learn to fear me, yes you will.
Oppression, I won’t let you near me, oh no.
Oppression, you shall fear me, yes you will.

–Ben Harper, “Oppression,” from Fight For Your Mind (1995)

Life’s been pretty brutal

Life’s been pretty brutal the last couple weeks–emotionally, relationally, vocationally. But I will ever trust in God.

Hear my cry, O Lord, out of the depths of my soul!
Let your ears be attentive to me, attentive to me:

My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen for the morning.

Put your hope in the Lord, for with him is unending love;
he will redeem us from all of our sins, from all of our sins.

My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen for the morning.

(Lifesize, “Watchmen,” based on Psalm 130)

Your silken skin

Original post: June 20, 2008; update: January 29, 2010. A work of fiction.

Coldplay are singing in the background: It’s such a perfect day. Warm sunlight caresses my face. I close my eyes, and the sounds, the smells, the sensations of today transport me back to yesterday.

I turned my head and there you were; within arm’s reach yet so much closer. Your back to me; you’d been reading while I slept. The Time Traveler’s Wife. There was a tear in your eye. It was that kind of book.

I remember … and I wouldn’t want to change a thing.

Your blue-green eyes. Your lips trembling to hold a laugh in check. Your fingers that locked into mine like the final piece of the puzzle. Your silken skin.

Don’t you want to curve away when it’s such a perfect day?

Your honey-colored silken skin, the fine hairs on your arms, the freckles on your shoulders, the curve of your neck that I called home.

Now the sky could be blue. I don’t mind; without you it’s a waste of time.

When I was with you, I was at peace.

Without you I’m just miles away.

When I’m with you, I’m at peace. And sometimes, on days when I sit alone here with God, I wonder where you are …

The day God broke my heart and changed my life (again)

Original post: March 19, 2008; update: January 26, 2010. March 19 was the day I think God really spoke to me about the direction of my life; this was the day that God really broke my heart for justice; this was the day I found my calling.

Part of the fun (I use that term ironically) of letting God do what he wants is that he may (read: often, at least in my experience) do some breaking, so that we don’t carry all of our preconceptions and pride and baggage with us. So in tandem with the excitement of the last week, God’s also been breaking me. Seriously.

Shattering.

And it hasn’t been comfortable, even though I know it’s good for me.

The following is a mosaic of words from songs and books (Shane Claiborne’s The Irresistible Revolution, U2’s When I Look at the World, Broken by Lifehouse, and Jars of Clay’s God Will Lift Up Your Head; oh, and the Bible) that I’ve been reading and listening to lately. God is messing me up.

I’m falling apart, I’m barely breathing; with a broken heart that’s still beating. In the pain, there is healing; in your name, I find meaning. So I’m holding on, I’m barely holding on to you …

Thus says the Lord: maintain justice, and do what is right, for soon my salvation will come, and my deliverance will be revealed.

We are called not to be successful but to be faithful.

Is not this the fast I choose: to loose the bonds of injustice, to undo the thongs of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke?

When you look at the world, what is it that you see?

Is it not to share your bread with the hungry, and bring the homeless poor into your house; when you see them naked, to cover them?

When there’s all kinds of chaos and everyone is walking lame.

Love your neighbor as yourself. We are the body of Christ, the hands and feet of Jesus to the world. Christ is living inside of you and me, walking the earth.

So I try to be like you, try to feel it like you do. But without you it’s no use; I can’t see what you see when I look at the world.

Then your light shall break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up quickly. … Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer; you shall cry for help, and he will say, “Here I am.”

We can admire and worship Jesus without doing what he did. … We can adore his cross without taking up ours.

And I am here still waiting, though I still have my doubts; I’m hanging on another day just to see what you will throw my way. And I’m hanging on to the words you say; you said that I will be okay.

I can’t wait any longer, I can’t wait till I’m stronger. I can’t wait any longer to see what you see when I look at the world …

Give to the wind your fear; hope and be undismayed. God hears your sighs and counts your tears; God will lift up your head!

Leave to His sovereign sway to choose and to command …

Through waves and clouds and storms, He gently clears the way. Wait coz in His time, so shall this night soon end in joy. Soon end in joy.

I’m in love with Gemma Hayes

Yeah, in addition to Alicia Keys. So?

Here’s the lovely Gemma Hayes playing at Google Dublin this week: