Sacred Hearing

I’m writing a paper on my prayer practices, the things I’m trying out because of the class I’m in. One thing I realized was how music is a prayer for me. Concerts are especially. I included these Fun. lyrics in my paper, as “Un-Christian” as they might be. (Though, I’d hesitate to say that. Read how true these lyrics are.)

I happen to stumble upon a chapel last night
And I can’t help but back up when I think of what’s happens inside
I got friends looked in boxes and no way to live
But you call it a sin isn’t up to them
After all, after all I thought we were all your children,
But I will die for my own sins thanks a lot
We’ll raise up ourselves thanks for nothing at all,
So up off the ground up for fathers who are nothing but dust now