What's this? A new post from Emily two days (nights) in a row?
I hear Mumford & Sons has put out a new album. Aside from the first single from said album, which I hear frequently on the radio, I haven't heard it. But I have listened to their last album, Sigh No More, more times than I care to attempt to calculate. (Good thing it's not titled, Listen No More.) So I'm definitely a fan of what they do, even though I have yet to board the Babel bandwagon.
It's funny, though, how many times you can listen to a song and not understand what it means.
It's also funny how two occurrences that look different on the surface can coincide like they were meant to be.
I was just thinking more about life again, and realizing afresh the close correlation between the increase in my faith, and the increase in things like joy and contentment, and even provision. As the former has grown, so too have each of the latter, and then some. Faith has become the proverbial gift that keeps on giving.
Almost immediately after, my thoughts turned to Mumford & Sons' song "Timshel." I began to sing it. "Cold is the water..."
Through the first verse chorus cycle. Then through the second. And then I came to this, and my eyes widened as it sank deep...
"And I will tell the night
And whisper, "Lose your sight"
But I can't move the mountains for you"
I've heard, and can testify, that walking blindly in faith is the better way to live. I've also heard that a minuscule bit of faith is enough to move a mountain. It doesn't take much, but the mountain won't move unless you believe it will.
It's such a joy when what I see and hear, especially when what I'm seeing and hearing is beautiful art, affirms what I know to be true, especially recent revelations of truth.
I hear Mumford & Sons has put out a new album. Aside from the first single from said album, which I hear frequently on the radio, I haven't heard it. But I have listened to their last album, Sigh No More, more times than I care to attempt to calculate. (Good thing it's not titled, Listen No More.) So I'm definitely a fan of what they do, even though I have yet to board the Babel bandwagon.
It's funny, though, how many times you can listen to a song and not understand what it means.
It's also funny how two occurrences that look different on the surface can coincide like they were meant to be.
I was just thinking more about life again, and realizing afresh the close correlation between the increase in my faith, and the increase in things like joy and contentment, and even provision. As the former has grown, so too have each of the latter, and then some. Faith has become the proverbial gift that keeps on giving.
Almost immediately after, my thoughts turned to Mumford & Sons' song "Timshel." I began to sing it. "Cold is the water..."
Through the first verse chorus cycle. Then through the second. And then I came to this, and my eyes widened as it sank deep...
"And I will tell the night
And whisper, "Lose your sight"
But I can't move the mountains for you"
I've heard, and can testify, that walking blindly in faith is the better way to live. I've also heard that a minuscule bit of faith is enough to move a mountain. It doesn't take much, but the mountain won't move unless you believe it will.
It's such a joy when what I see and hear, especially when what I'm seeing and hearing is beautiful art, affirms what I know to be true, especially recent revelations of truth.
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