coming alive

3 04 2010

Seems like only yesterday
Life belong to runaways
Nothing here to see, no looking back
Every sound monotone
Every color monochrome
Life begin to fade into the black
Such a simple animal
Steralized with alcohol
I could hardly feel me anymore

Desperate, meaningless
All filled up with emptiness
Felt like everything was said and done

I lay there in the dark, I close my eyes
You saved me the day you came alive

This is my Easter song. This is my resurrection song. This is my faith song. This is my prayer. It is raw, it is loud, it is deep, is cries out from the deepest places, it is a psalm, and it speaks to all who have known dark places.

Is it about Jesus? Is it about Peter? Mary? Is it about us? Is it about the darkness and death of Easter Saturday and the crazy unexpected journey to the life of Easter Sunday? Is it a cry of hope or a cry of pain, is it a memory of Jesus alive or a hope that he will be? Is it ‘Christian’? Who knows and who cares. There is no word in the Hebrew Scriptures for religion. There is no word in the Hebrew Scriptures for spiritual. There is only life, under God.

It is by the Foo Fighters. It is Come Alive. Listen, feel it, pray it.

Then, watch this – Rob Bell on the resurrection, and what it actually means that Jesus came alive. 



sacred space invaders

26 03 2010

What space is who’s and who‘s space is what’s? I mean, what space is ours and what is theirs, whoever they are? And whoever we are.

There’s a new viral Facebook campaign called Invade the Airwaves, a campaign to get a Christian song to number 1 for Easter Sunday. It follows from the success of the Christmas campaign in 2009 to defeat the evil Roman chart occupation of Simon Cowell.

I think this is quite interesting. Despite some reservations about the idea, I have signed up for it. After all, it will only cost 79p.

Reservations? Well, it is only a good idea as part of a whole-life being transformed, that means a whole life with God having invaded our space, rather than us invading everyone else‘s. It is only a good idea of we don’t think that people will hear it and be converted. It is only a good idea if we recognise it won‘t get played by major radio stations except maybe once in the chart show, and that we don’t mind if that is the case. It is only a good idea of we hold it loosely and don’t expect it to make Tinie Tempah suddenly live a very very very holy lifestyle, and have so many Bibles he keeps some at his aunts house. Musical Jesus-bombs may be easy to lob, but won’t change a lot.

I have to hold it loosely because there are some underlying assumptions I am a bit uncomfortable with. That the airwaves are ‘theirs’, and ‘we’ must reclaim them. That to grow the kingdom of God we must invade, rather than transform. That there are no songs in the charts that speak of love and hope and fear and pain and death and spiritual realities. Ok, they may be few and far between, but for every pointless 3 minutes of Cheryl Cole (except Fight for This Love, that was ok…) there’s a Mumford or a Lady Gaga or a Robbie or an Athlete or a myriad of other people who say profound things. They may just be a bit harder to find. So try. Everything is spiritual.

So join the Facebook campaign, buy the song (the right version!), give Reggie something to think about on Easter Sunday at 6.50pm. But make sure it doesn’t make you feel like you’ve done your bit, that this is all we need to do, and that being a part of transforming and redeeming the world costs only 79p. And this song should make us especially clear about that. It is lives changing that make lives change. A change of fast, a loosening of chains and a release from oppression. Jesus overthrew the human empire not by invading but by sacrificial and painful and incarnational love. Maybe we should do the same with the Simon Cowell and the demons of bland sex-obsessed pop. Take up our cross. Not just our downloads. But at least together we can start there, because joining together for something is a point in itself. And there’s money in it for CompassionArt.

And we can be grateful its not a Michael W. Smith song.

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