Month: February 2017

This is The Worst Blog Post I’ve Ever Written

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Earlier today on Facebook, I posted a “preview” of an encouragingly epic blog post that I had not yet written. I just spent three hours staring at my computer, failing to write anything encouragingly epic.

Instead of posting my confusing array of disordered thoughts, I’m just going to leave these questions here, because maybe sometimes asking uncomfortable questions is better than providing half-baked answers.

  • What if Frodo refused to let Sam carry him those last agonizing steps to destroy the ring?
  • What if Harry Potter decided that staying with the Dursleys was safer than becoming a wizard?
  • What if Belle refused to see anything good in the Beast?
  • What if Elsa could never accept herself and lived in fear forever?
  • What if Katniss decided it would be better and easier for everyone if she just died as quickly as possible in the Hunger Games?

Wild

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This is a very recent song that I decided to record and play around with garageband tonight. The midi keyboard is a little off beat, but I wanted to remember the riff so I kept it in there. hehe. And there is nine seconds of nothingness at the beginning…

WILD
by Lindsey Snyder

Call me Job because
I’m putting you on trial
Even though I know I do not have the right
Call me Jacob ’cause I’ll wrestle you for hours
Until the blessing is in sight
Call me eve because I’m about ready
To take the fruit that’s hanging from the tree

What do you call me?
If you call me loved
Why do I feel
That you’re not enough?
What do you call me?
If you call me child
Then Daddy stop hurting me
Your love is too wild

Call me David ’cause I want something I can’t have
Yet I might try and feel your anger anyway
Call me Isaac because I’m going to the altar
Won’t you oh please provide a different way?
Call me Jonah because I would rather jump ship
Than go the way you’re pointing me to

What do you call me?
If you call me loved
Why do I feel
That you’re not enough?
What do you call me?
If you call me child
Then Daddy stop hurting me
Your love is too wild

Call me Thomas cause you know I’ve always doubted
Call me Peter because I’ve denied you too
Call me Paul because no matter how hard I try
I do the very things You don’t want me to do
Call me Lazarus and resurrect my dead heart
Call me Mary ’cause I’m weeping at your feet

What do you call me?
If you call me loved
Why do I feel
That you’re not enough?
What do you call me?
If you call me child
Then Daddy stop hurting me
Your love is too wild

Your love is wild
wild
Your love is wild
wild

What do you call me?
If you call me loved
Why do I feel
That you’re not enough?
What do you call me?
If you call me child
Then Daddy stop hurting me
Your love is too wild