Seeing My Heart

Tonight when I sat down to take a look at the news I saw a story about Hilary Clinton being caught in a lie. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it because my heart is dark and proud. Love, says Paul, always hopes and believes. If I loved her, I would hope and want her best. I did not. Instead I anxiously and excitedly watched the news catch her in her lie. I am a liar. Thankfully mine have not been put on youtube or the evening news. But that doesn't mean there are none. I wouldn't want my lies to be there. None of us would. As I saw my heart, I was reminded of the second song in this post. As I thought about the second, I was reminded of the first. The first is about Christ's love for his people. Jesus, the only lover whose love always hopes, believes, is patient, and kind. The second about our love for him. A love that is shaken, selfish, and poor. Again, I am thankful for his righteousness given to me through the cross. I'm thankful that he became sin so in him I could be made clean. Lover words and music by derek webb like a man comes to an alter i came into this town with the world upon my shoulders and promises passed down and i went into the water and my father, he was pleased i built it and i’ll tear it down so you will be set free but i found thieves and salesmen living in my father’s house i know how they got in here and i know how to get ‘em out i’m turning this place over from floor to balcony and then just like these doves and sheep you will be set free i’ve always been a lover from before i drew a breath some things i loved easy and some i loved to death because love’s no politician, it listens carefully of those who come i can’t lose one, so you will be set free but go on and take my picture, go on and make me up i’ll still be your defender, you’ll be my missing son and i’ll send out an army just to bring you back to me because regardless of your brother’s lies you will be set free i am my beloveds and my beloved’s mine so you bring all your history and i’ll bring the bread and wine and we’ll have us a party where all the drinks are on me then as surely as the rising sun you will be set free Lover Part 2

i’m living in a car graveyard my heart is up on blocks i’m dying on a sail torn ship i’m wrecking on your rocks i’ve got a promise breaking foolish heart that’s broken into three you took it Father, Son, and Ghost and i have been set free i’m dressed up like it’s halloween i’m greedy at your door i’m naked as a crime scene you’re murdered on my floor though i’m cornered by the words i say you’re telling me to speak you teach me how to kill and be killed and how you set me free i am my beloveds and my beloveds mine and i am as surprised as any man born blind but it’s still coming in blurry the images i see but someday it will all come clear and i will be set free