Be My Escape

Today, Pastor Randy said that God should be our Valentine. He's a funny (and smart) man, that Pastor Randy...

On the way home, I had my Zune on shuffle and one of my favorites came on. Relient K. I didn't even know they were a Christian group when I first fell in love... their lyrics can be taken in so many different ways. But upon learning of their background, I've slowly started to rethink my original interpretations. And today on the way home from church, one of their songs came on (sandwiched between some Martina McBride and Hellogoodbye)...

The song is called Be My Escape. And when you first listen to it, you might think it's about a relationship. And you wouldn't be wrong. What you might not realize though is that it is about a relationship with God.

The lyrics that really stuck out to me today were:
"Cause I've been housing all this doubt.
And insecurity.
And I've been locked inside this house all the while You hold the key."

I can't even begin to explain the doubt and insecurity I've faced my entire life about religion. And a relationship with God. And today, Pastor Randy said something about letting God in and you'd be able to get out. Which fits with the song... Trusting in God will let you out of the house of doubt and insecurity.

and

"I fought You for so long.
I should have let You in.
Oh how we regret those things we do.
And all I was trying to do
Was save my own skin.
But so were You.
So were You."

The word "complacency" is in one of the lines of this song... and that's exactly what happened to me. I always used the excuse "well, my family isn't religious." or "We never went to church." or "I just don't understand it all." That was me fighting or at the very least just being complacent with my own ignorance. When I first heard this part of the song, I thought the line, "But so were you" was saying that they (whoever the song was to... before realizing it was addressing God) were only trying to save their own skin, also. But now I see that it means that He is also trying to save my own skin.

It's funny how you can read or hear something, and even be able to recite it back... but not understand the meaning.