Friday, March 16, 2007

If you could love me as a wife
and for my wedding gift, your life
Should that be all Id ever need
or is there more Im looking for

and should I read between the lines
and look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich, and wise
Is that really what you want

I am a whore I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
and I run down the aisle
and I run down the aisle
Im a prodigal with no way home
but I put you on just like a ring of gold
and I run down the aisle to you

So could you love this bastard child
Though I dont trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
and with the other in your side

I am so easily satisfied
by the call of lovers so less wild
That I would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and blood

Because money cannot buy
a husbands jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife
-derek webb

Seriously, one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite artists in the world. I've been seriously struggling with the whole idea of blind faith and how to reconcile the fact that I really can't find satisfactory answers to all of my questions about the Bible and nature of God. But however, where I feel the temptation to just give in and continue having a half hearted faith I'm trying to persist and find truth to the best of my intellectual capacity.