The Willem

It’s hard to argue when/ You won’t stop makin’ sense…

// October 5th, 2009 // Reflection, Songs

In case you’re not in the know, that’s from a great song from Snow Patrol called “Hands Open.” I’m not sure if they’re a Christian band or if that song is intended to have the meaning to me that it does, but oh goodness did that send me into a tizzy.

Here are the lyrics:
It’s hard to argue when
you won’t stop making sense
But my tongue still misbehaves and it
keeps digging my own grave with my

Hands open, and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens

Why would I sabotage
the best thing that I have
Well, it makes it easier to know
exactly what I want with my…

Hands open and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
that your heart opens

It’s not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it’s right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy

[x2]

Put Sufjan Stevens on
and we’ll play your favorite song
“Chicago” bursts to life and your
sweet smile remembers you, my

Hands open, and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens

It’s not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it’s right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy

[x3]

Ok, so looking at the “Sufjan Stevens” verse, it’s pretty clear this is directed towards a lady (not judging on Sufjan, because he’s awesome, but that verse makes it pretty clear.

All the same, the rest of the song just makes me want to look up to heaven and sing out to God.

I’ll break a bit of it down:
It’s hard to argue when
you won’t stop making sense
But my tongue still misbehaves and it
keeps digging my own grave with my

Lately I’ve been arguing with God all the time, but He keeps showing me how right He is. He makes perfect sense and He is perfect love.
I have routinely spoken myself into trouble, both spiritually and relationally. I need to speak life, or else I’ll speak myself into death (not physical of course, but spiritual and emotional and relational).

Hands open, and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens

It’s not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it’s right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy

Really? That clear? That obvious? I suppose I don’t need to explain the chorus much…but I’ll go over the second half. This life is not as easy as willing everything to be right or hoping it already is. Without Jesus Christ’s sacrifice on the cross, there is in fact no way for everything to be right, because we fall short of righteousness according to the Law.
God’s joy and His laughter are blessings; amazing gifts that we should all be seeking and that I have been seeking for days and experiencing for years.

Why would I sabotage
the best thing that I have
Well, it makes it easier to know
exactly what I want with my…

Well this part seems relatively easy as well. I’ve felt lately like I AM sabotaging the gift I’ve been so generously given.

I’m not diving into the last verse, but the point’s been made. I’m off to do other random stuff now, like laundry and working on my Spanish sermon.