Okay, so this post is scarily similar to my last one. I'd apologize, but it's not really something I'm sorry for.
The Civil Wars tweeted about this artist this morning, and now that I'm a twitter fanatic I was there to read all about it. (Really... I've tweeted FOUR whole tweets. Woohoo).
Olafur Arnalds is this amazing composer from Iceland, and he released The Living Room EP last year. It's made up of 7 songs created and recorded one a day for a week... in his living room.
Super cool idea. And super duper cool music.
This one, Near Light
I can't get over.
It's so real.
The piano is that steady anxious feeling that just won't go away until the end.
The strings make my heart hurt. If I could paint the sound, it'd be grey with tiny threads of gold. Swooping up and down.
And then when the synth comes in around 1:30.
It makes me hope.
It makes me think that we might be near light.
If we just keep going.
Just a few more steps.
Keep running!
Hope against the piano, and that cello.
Hope against my worries and my hurt.
And actually see God at work among it all.
See his hands weaving the most beautiful fabric.
It ends so softly - almost like it doesn't really end at all.
Because hope doesn't end.
We keep hoping
and trusting in the truth
until we reach light.
I've been reading a lot from the Gospel of John lately, it's been so nice!
I have much more to say to you, more than you can now bear. But when the spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all truth. John 16:12-13
Sometimes, Jesus doesn't tell us everything that he could. Because we might not be able to bear it.
Or understand it.
But the spirit of truth is with us now, isn't that exciting? And he is guiding us into all truth now! It's okay that we don't know everything about what life is going to look like, because we have a guide. We don't need to know the path off by heart, because someone else knows it already for us.
I don't know about you, but for me that makes it seem so much easier to get past being near light.
We're not just wandering aimlessly.
We have someone running alongside us.
Taking those last few hard steps right in stride with us.
To get to actually being in the light.
It's always so amazing, isn't it, how music can talk?
