I'm going to have to type this
because my fingers cant write fast enough
(when my heart is screaming)
its hard for the rest of me to keep up sometimes
and I really think its on the verge of screaming right now.
And its for no particular reason at all,
its just because I saw a kid just now,
maybe in his twenties I don’t know
but he was playing guitar and he was singing that song,
“oh how he loves us”
but he was singing like it was what he was made to do.
Like his real talent and passion
wasn’t strumming that guitar or singing the words…
it was closing his eyes and dancing and
stomping around like a little kid and
throwing his head back and shouting the words
not to an audience or a microphone
but to God himself,
like he was really singing to the creator of the universe
the one who made him.
His breath and his heart beat racing and
his hair flying around in chaos around him,
like that’s what God sees when he thinks of that kid.
And it was beautiful.
Swaying around and laughing and jumping up and down
and running around the stage like his heart
is just overwhelmed with Glory.
Do you know what glory is?
Glory is when God is inside of you
and you can feel Him dancing too
and all you can do is dance with Him
and make a fool of yourself to everyone around
who has no idea what it feels like to have
the love of your life smiling at you.
And its like your fingers cant type fast enough
And your voice cant cry out loud enough
And your body cant spin and jump and flail
With the same intensity
Of this feeling inside of you
It cant be expressed
But you still have to try,
And the closest we can come
To putting this feeling in words
Is just a gasping weeping sound
And it sounds like air rushing out of your lips
And a faint cry at the same time
That must be how we got the word “oh”
The noise you make when words fail
That is God’s name.