*Phew* I managed to click "new post" at 11:59pm---- just in the nick of time! ("nick of time"? How do you spell the nick anyways? Is it "nitch?" "nic?") So even though it's not posted on Saturday, technically it still counts, right?
This song probably means something different to you, but to me it is very symbolic of something you might not expect. I'll explain after I paste the lyrics
"Rush"
by Aly & AJ
Into your head, into your mind
out of your soul, race through your veins
You can't escape, you can't escape.
Into your life, into your dreams,
Out of the dark, sunlight again.
You can't explain, you can't explain.
Can You feel it, can you feel it,
Rushin' through your hair,
Rushin' through your head,
Can you feel it, can you feel it,
Don't let nobody tell you, your life is over,
Be every color that you are,
Into the rush now,
You don't have to know how,
Know it all before you try.
Pulling you in, spinning you 'round,
Lifting your feet right off the ground,
You can't believe it's happening now.
Can You feel it, can you feel it,
Rushin' through your hair,
Rushin' through your head,
Can you feel it, can you feel it,
Don't let nobody tell you, your life is over,
Be every color that you are,
Into the rush now,
You don't have to know how,
Know it all before you try.
It takes you to another place,
imagine everything you can.
All the colors start to blend,
Your system overloads again.
Can You feel it?
Don't let nobody tell you, your life is over,
Be every color that you are,
Into the rush now,
You don't have to know how,
Know it all before you try.
Don't let nobody tell you,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't let nobody tell you,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't let nobody tell you, your life is over,
Be every color that you are,
Into the rush now,
You don't have to know how,
Know it all before you try
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To me, this song symbolizes a period in time after the diagnoses of a serious disease. Here is how I see it-
Into your head, into your mind - suddenly everything in your life is turned upside down. It's hard to think about anything else. From one appointment to the other, handfulls of pills, pokes, prods, scans, like a ball in a pin ball machine.
You can't escape, you can't escape -at first, you just want to run away. How can this be happening? Why me? How can I be healthy, happy, living my life and then the next I'm pulled into this mess! I want it back like it was!
Into your life, into your dreams,
Out of the dark, sunlight again.
You can't explain, you can't explain. -But one day it hits you, that you have to sink or swim. As Lance Armstrong said, "You have two choices, physically and emotionally. Give up, or fight like hell". Are you going to live in self pity, let the fear consume you, or just pretend it isn't happening, or are you going to kick ass? (pardon my french) You realize you may never know why you're sick, why it happened to you, and that's irrevelant. The point is you do have it, and if you let it, it will kill you. So you've made up your mind- no matter what happens, you are going to fight to the finish!
Can You feel it, can you feel it,
Rushin' through your hair,
Rushin' through your head,
Can you feel it, can you feel it, -you're in control again, you're pumped up! You CAN do this! You WILL win!
Don't let nobody tell you, your life is over,
Be every color that you are, -Don't give up, don't let anyone tell you your life is done! Live to the fullest, shine! Be every color that you are!
Into the rush now,
You don't have to know how, -you don't know what's going to happen, you don't know how you're going to do it, but you are ready. Before you stands a rush of tests, appointments, doctors, and a life you never thought you'd be experiencing. Looking ahead, into the unknown, you take a big breath, you will get through it. How, you don't know, but what you do know is that you are going to win!
Know it all before you try. -Soon enough you're going to be there, soon enough, it will be a part of life. Don't worry about hows or whys, it won't take long. You'll never be "used to it", but you will come to accept it.
It takes you to another place,
imagine everything you can.
All the colors start to blend,
Your system overloads again. -you're not living in the life you knew before. This is a whole new world, and it's not an easy one. It's hard not to think of the fear, and the pain, and to wonder what's going to happen to you. You're having doubts...can you do this? Is it worth the fight?
....Can You feel it?.....
Don't let nobody tell you, your life is over!
Be every color that you are,
Into the rush now,
You don't have to know how,
Know it all before you try. -Yes! You can do this! Your hope takes over, and you realize that you may not know what's ahead, but there is always hope. You are going to fight! You are going to win! Be who you are, live out loud! Shine like the stars, let your colors show! This is your life and you're going to live it!!!
Here is a link to a video of the song, with lyrics. Enjoy!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HnGQYz3mD_s
(note- I did NOT make this video, just found it on youtube =) )
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Saturday, November 15, 2008
Then Sings My Soul Saturday - Rush
Saturday, October 11, 2008
"Then Sings My Soul" Saturday

Well, my first TSMS post is the same as the person who started TSMS... "I Will Praise You in This Storm" by Casting Crowns...
Praise You in This Storm
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms, performed by Casting Crowns
I was sure by now, God, that You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away,
Stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
And it's still raining
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
Chorus:
And I'll praise you in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
And raised me up again
My strength is almost gone how can I carry on
If I can't find You
And as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
The God who gives and takes away
Chorus
I lift my eyes onto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
Chorus
I don't take the song literally as a storm involving rain, lighting, thunder, etc.. My storm is my disease and all that goes along with it. As I'm laying on the table with machines all around me, in so much pain I have to remind myself how to breathe, this is the song I sing. For so long I asked, "what Lord, what did I do to diserve this? I thought I was a good kid! Why?" and I've even had moments where I've denied His existence (though I knew He had to be there, but denied that He was there for me, that He is loving and merciful). But I NEED to believe something, and I'm miserable without God, because somewhere down there I believe He is loving, and merciful, and forgiving, and I WANT to believe it...I NEED to believe it! So...though my heart is torn... I will praise Him in this storm
The parts I really relate to are:
But once again, I say amen
And it's still raining
So often I used to (and still occasionally) think to myself, "Okay God, I've prayed, I've gone to church, I've been born again more times than I can count, so when are You going to kick in?"
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
(or in my case, no matter what faith problems I'm having!)
And every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
(a real reasurance!)
how can I carry on
If I can't find You?
(So many times I think to myself, "Am I really doing everything wrong like everyone is saying? And if so, what do you expect from me? I'm trying! Are you listening??? Can you hear me now? Can you hear me now?"
I think I may change the rules a bit and do this tomorrow, too...I have a lot of songs in mind!
And wiped our tears away,
Stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
And it's still raining
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
Chorus:
And I'll praise you in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
And raised me up again
My strength is almost gone how can I carry on
If I can't find You
And as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
The God who gives and takes away
Chorus
I lift my eyes onto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
Chorus
I don't take the song literally as a storm involving rain, lighting, thunder, etc.. My storm is my disease and all that goes along with it. As I'm laying on the table with machines all around me, in so much pain I have to remind myself how to breathe, this is the song I sing. For so long I asked, "what Lord, what did I do to diserve this? I thought I was a good kid! Why?" and I've even had moments where I've denied His existence (though I knew He had to be there, but denied that He was there for me, that He is loving and merciful). But I NEED to believe something, and I'm miserable without God, because somewhere down there I believe He is loving, and merciful, and forgiving, and I WANT to believe it...I NEED to believe it! So...though my heart is torn... I will praise Him in this storm
The parts I really relate to are:
But once again, I say amen
And it's still raining
So often I used to (and still occasionally) think to myself, "Okay God, I've prayed, I've gone to church, I've been born again more times than I can count, so when are You going to kick in?"
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
(or in my case, no matter what faith problems I'm having!)
And every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
(a real reasurance!)
how can I carry on
If I can't find You?
(So many times I think to myself, "Am I really doing everything wrong like everyone is saying? And if so, what do you expect from me? I'm trying! Are you listening??? Can you hear me now? Can you hear me now?"
I think I may change the rules a bit and do this tomorrow, too...I have a lot of songs in mind!
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