Most recently, I've grabbed on to this part:
Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable,
and lightness has a call that's hard to hear.
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket,
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it.
Now I'm crawling on your shores.
There's been way too much fear and anxiety around this house for the last many months, and I gotta say, that little ship of safety sinks pretty quick. Often, OFTEN, I've found myself crawling onto the shore, weary and sore.
And what does this song tell me? There are no definitive answers. Nope. None. I mean, of course there's God, my Source. But, after that, well...
The less I seek my Source for some definitive,
the closer I am to fine.
I find that I very seldom get the answers, at least not definitive ones, and, especially, not when I want them. In many ways I think the only answer is...well...God. Which is really hard to grab onto. I just finished reading The Shack, and at the end of his time with God, Mack asks what he's supposed to do when he gets back home. God tells him, basically, that's it's not about "doing" something. It's about knowing God and living life out of that relationship.
Easier said than done.