Finding God, Finding Heaven
“Open your heart to me, baby I hold the lock and you hold the key Open your heart to me darling I’ll give you love if you, you turn the key.
I think that you’re afraid to look in my eyes (ooh bab) You look a little sad, boy, I wonder why (mmm) I follow you around but you can’t see You’re too wrapped up in yourself to notice So you choose to look the other way, Well, I’ve got something to say.
Don’t try to run, I can keep up with you Nothing can stop me from trying You’ve got to.
Open your heart to me, baby I hold the lock and you hold the key Open your heart to me darling I’ll give you love if you, you turn the key.”
Sometimes, when I look at the headlines and listen to the folks on radio and television, as they share their concerns about the future of our world, it becomes clear to me that this world is not sustainable, no matter what. It was created by ego and our bodies were created to shut out our heavenly parent as much as possible. But what ego has meant as separation, the Holy Spirit uses to point the way back. That is one of the many reasons I like music so much. It is greater than just the words alone. This is one of the ways the Holy Spirit turns something physical, like sound and music and maybe even the world, into a way to help us understand what needs to happen inside of us. This is a song by Peter Paul and Mary, Music Speaks Louder than Words, written by Edgar Peas, Harold Payne, James Michael and Scarpiello James…
“Music speaks louder than words. It's the only thing that the whole world listens to. Music speaks louder than words When you sing, people understand.
Sometimes the love that you feel inside Gets lost between your heart and your mind And the words don't really say the things you wanted them to. But then you feel in someone's song What you'd been trying to say all along, And somehow with the magic of music the message comes through.
Music speaks louder than words. It's the only thing that the whole world listens to. Music speaks louder than words. When you sing, people understand.”
"4 3 2 1 Earth below us, Drifting, falling. Floating, weightless Calling, calling home...
Across the stratosphere, A final message: "Give my wife my love," Then nothing more.
Far beneath the ship The world is mourning. They don't realize He's alive. No one understands, But Major Tom sees Now the life commands: This is my home I'm coming home.
Earth below us, Drifting, falling. Floating, weightless Calling home... Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating, weightless Calling home... Earth below us Drifting, falling Floating, weightless Calling, calling home... Home.....”