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Some powerful lyrics

I was introduced to a new song yesterday which I am continuing to listen to through today to extract all the things the Lord is tying it to in my mind and heart. 

The lyrics start with this passage:


It started out as a feeling

Which then grew into a hope

Which then turned into a quiet thought

Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder

'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back

When you call me

No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing

Doesn't mean it's never been this way before

All you can do is try to know who your friends are

As you head off to the war

Just because everything's changing

Doesn't mean it's never been this way before

All you can do is try to know who your friends are

As you head off to the war

...

You'll come back

When they call you

No need to say goodbye



As with so many ideas from God, this passage can be experienced in a multiplex[1] of meaning. 

Here's a variation of those words that align with the transcendent idea it touches in my awareness:



It started out as a feeling

Which then grew into a hope

Which then turned into a quiet thought

Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder

'Til it was a battle cry

I will go

Where you send me

No need to tell me why

Even when everything seems to get worse

As you live the love you felt from before

All you can do is do is the best that you can

And keep marching towards what God will restore

...

"You'll come back

When I call you

And then you'll understand why."



I find such overflowing meaning and emotion in this song that I have no words to describe even the smallest part of what I feel.

My Lord and my God, this is a perfect expression of everything in and of you in this creation:

It started out as a feeling

Which then grew into a hope

Which then turned into a quiet thought

Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder

'Til it was a battle cry


What is that feeling, that hope, that quiet thought, that quiet word, that battle cry?

It is the love of God, the most desirable above all things; What conquers all, what justifies all, what sanctifies all, what quickens all.

[1] - Multiplex: a system or signal involving simultaneous transmission of several messages along a single channel of communication.