Tuesday, May 5, 2015

"Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars"

The brilliant, beautiful writer Nichole Nordeman released a single yesterday.  Her first release in years.  And of course, I'm stunned.  I'm speechless.  And I've already listened to it like a thousand times!


These lyrics will resonate with anyone who has ever felt their life fall to pieces.  It is pure, insightful Nichole - sketching out our imperfect selves and eternal questions of mortal, disappointed expectations in our conversation with the Divine.

This is where the walls gave way. This is demolition day.
All the debris and all this dust.  What is left of what once was.
Sorting through what goes and what should stay.

Every stone I laid for you. As if you had asked me to.
A monument to holy things. Empty talk and circling.
Isn't that what we're supposed to do?

What happens now?  
When all I've made is torn down.
What happens next?
When all of you is all that's left.

This is the unmaking.
The beauty in the breaking.
Had to lose myself to find out who you are.
Before each beginning there must be an ending
Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars.
This is the unmaking.

The longer and the tighter that we hold only makes it harder to let go.
But love will not stay locked inside, steeple or a tower high.  
Only when we're broken are we whole.

What happens now?
When all I've made is torn down?

This is the unmaking.
The beauty in the breaking.
Had to lose myself to find out who you are.
Before each beginning there must be an ending
Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars.
This is the unmaking.

I'll gather the same stones where everything came crashing down.
I'll build you an altar there.  On the same ground.
Because what stood before was never yours.

This is the unmaking.
The beauty in the breaking.
Had to lose myself to find out who you are.
Before each beginning there must be an ending
Sitting in the rubble, I can see the stars.

This is the unmaking.

-Nichole Nordeman, The Unmaking-



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