But have we missed the point?

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
I?m 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

Now I'm sorry if the word's "bastard child" and "whore" offend you from this song. That was kind of the point. Not to “offend” you but just to prove a point, but it’s really what we are at times. The gospel talks over and over about us being His "bride" and, well, you get the picture. Derek Webb is a pretty awesome guy (from what I know about him). A lot of people don’t really like him. But what he does is show us through his songs that we “Christians” are looking at things in the wrong light. Like for instance the song Kick Drum…

Lyrics to The Spirit Vs. The Kick Drum :
I don’t want the Spirit, i want the kick drum
i don’t want the Spirit, i want the kick drum
i know how it works, oh i’m not dumb
i don’t want the Spirit, i want the kick drum

like sex without love
like peace without the dove
like a crime scene without the blood
i don’t want the Spirit, you know i want the kick drum

i don’t want the Son, i want a jury of peers
i don’t want the Son, i want a jury of peers
mascara’s gonna run when you see my tears
i don’t want the Son, i want a jury of peers

like lies without the truth
like wine without the fruit
like a skydive without the chute
i don’t want the Son, you know i want a jury of peers
i don’t want the Spirit, you know i want the kick drum

i don’t want the Father, want a vending machine
i don’t want the Father, want a vending machine
i know what i want if you know what i mean
i don’t want the Father, want a vending machine

like heaven without gates
like hell without flames
like life without pain
i don’t want the Father, you know i want a vending machine
i don’t want the Son, you know i want a jury of peers
i don’t want the Spirit, you know i want the kick drum

You see what he’s trying to do yet? We as “Christians” look and judge gays, murderers and thieves and we say “those are the worst sins” Ha, well maybe we think that more than say it. But what does James 2:10-11 say? There is not any sin bigger than the other. Gossiping is just the same and sadly Christians are at times the worst ones. Take a lot of the churches today; we “want a vending machine. “ Instead we should be trying to get closer to the Father. We take one look at these words and we say nah, this is not “Christian.” But that brings up another subject: why are Christians the only ones with their own gender of music? Do Mormons have their own music? Or how about Buddhists? But have we missed the point? Are we looking at it in the wrong light? What do you think?

Ps. A shout out of thanks for the blog idea form the conversation of Cailyn Stevens, Scott Englund and I.

"I understand that the mantra for a lot of Chritian music is that it's 'safe for the whole family,' but I don't believe that faith is always meant to be safe. I started really wrestling with the fact that I was only allowed to talk about certain things. At 17, I was so excited about changing the world, telling people about the Lord and rubbing shoulders with people and hearing their stories. The more I heard stories of some of the things people were going through, it made me realize that faith was not some sort of religious high. It's a lot less performance-based than I thought it was." Joy Williams of the Civil Wars