He took the blame.
I had a cup of coffee last week with a new friend who is an amazing musician. She told me she wrote a song after coming to Bloom. After reading the lyrics, I had to thank God that the message of His love and forgiveness is being heard.
Here are the lyrics to the song she wrote and said I could share on my blog. She plays tomorrow night in Minneapolis. I’m looking forward to her show. (Tickets here.)
Someday soon I’ll stop smoking, cut the habit of my drinking,
sell all of my posessions and be new.
Someday soon I’ll learn to breathe again and easily take in the wind,
that winter’s cold catches in my lungs.
Someday soon I’ll learn to hold my tongue
when temptation asks me if I could use a little “harmless sin-like fun.”
Someday soon I won’t get down with boys who just don’t get my source of life,
called God, called Hope, called Christ; but still I do.
Still I do, still I do, still I do.
Someday soon I’ll press my feet upon the pedals of my bicycle
and travel across the country, just to see it.
Someday soon with my guitar I’ll play every single corner dive bar stage
from New Orleans to Thunder Bay and every state between them.
Someday soon I’ll buy a half-breed dog to feed and take on long ass walks,
just to prove I’m able of not forgetting to.
Some day soon, someday soon, someday soon.
Well I went to church hungover from the whole month of October,
yeah, and most the year before this morning came.
Well I walked in feeling guilty, like the filthy whore they named me,
and found my seat near 40 minutes late.
But the preacher, he said “congregation, this will only take a second to say.”
He said “Grace is not a concept; it’s a person we call Jesus.
And every fault you fathom, he forgave.”
He said, “Open up your hands - imagine nails that pierced right through.
See the first and next commandment condemnation never held a candle to.”
So if you want to change, so if you want to change, so if you want to change,
then understand your Savior waits.
Then understand your Savior took the blame, he took the blame.
-Naomi Dornfeld
ps: A song from her concert in Mlps.
