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Friday, May 23, 2008

My Franklin
















"Franklin" -Paramore-

"And when we get home, I know we won't be home at all
This place we live, it is not where we belong
And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own
Going back to get away after everything has changed

'Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?
(Everything has changed)
'Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

So we stand here now and no one knows us at all
I won't get used to this
I won't get used to being gone
And going back won't feel the same if we aren't staying
Going back to get away after everything has changed

'Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?
(Everything has changed)
'Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

Taking up our time
Taking up our time
Taking up our time
It's taking up our time
go back, we can't go back at all
It's taking up our time
go back, we can't go back at all
It's taking up our time
go back, we can't go back at all
It's taking up our time, taking up our time

'Cause you remind me of a time when we were so alive
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?"



This song really makes me think. Two of my best friends and I went to see Paramore in concert last weekend--it was quite an experience. Amidst other deep subjects, this particular song has always made me hope that Christ is infiltrating the people in this band in some way. From my Christian viewpoint, I really feel like this song speaks to me because I AM an alien in a foreign land. Sometimes it is overwhelming because I feel a sense of sorrow upon coming "home." As much as I love my room, my roommates, and my apartment, it leaves many things to be desired. Mainly, the Father. I look forward to that day when I reach my eternal home.

Hmmm.

Heb. 11:13, 14:
"13All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. 14People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own."

1 Pet. 2:11, 12:
"11Dear friends, I urge you, as aliens and strangers in the world, to abstain from sinful desires, which war against your soul. 12Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us."


I said goodbye to my students today. . .it's been an emotional week. I love them more than . . .well, more than I can explain. And to imagine that my pain is only a tiny portion of what the Lord feels like when we "leave" Him. . .

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