After 55 plus years, the shadow cast by life is growing long (and seemingly longer every day). New is a word rarely if ever you apply to yourself.
July 2009 found me on the road in the Midwest with a few hours to myself. I ended up in a bookstore outlet where I discovered an excellent book by U2’s Bono about the plight of African orphans. The images and ideas presented were powerful and moving, inspiring me to write a song that pretty much came into the world fully formed.
A year or so later, my band was involved in a concert to benefit missions in Letsotho, Africa (the very same area captured so vividly in Bono’s book), and this new song was the central theme of the event.
Another year or so passes, and I am producing an EP for Birmingham artist Rebekah Gilbert, and this same song finds its way onto the project.
Time and distance grants perspective. It took stepping back from this song, to see and hear it through other eyes and different interpretations to discover it’s true nature.
What started life as a cry about the unseen, unwanted and abused in the world was revealed to be something more.
It’s not about orphans. It’s about me…
Look through those eyes
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How does it feel to be unwanted?
How does it feel to be abused?
Carry that weight
A heart of stone
How does it feel to be so hopeless?
How does it feel to be alone?
43 years ago today I was made new. Years have passed, and the shadows of life, loss, and lostness are still long. But in a season of reminders, for this moment I remember Grace and “All Things New.”
Then mercy comes calling
Grace brings good news
Love wraps its arms around you
And makes all things new…