stairwell accompaniment:the postal service

taking great comfort in the life stories of the first disciples. their response was continually flawed by fear and hesitation. what they shared in common was dullness, an embarassing inability to understand what Jesus was all about. their track record was not good: they complained, misunderstood, fought, wavered, deserted, and denied. i see Christ's reaction to their broken, inconsistent discipleship: unending love.

today i've been in derek webb's lyrics:
i repent, i repent of my pursuit of america's dream
i repent, i repent of living like i deserve anything
of my house, my fence, my kids, my wife
in our suburb where we're safe and white
i am wrong and of these things i repent
i repent, i repent of parading my liberty
i repent. i repent of paying for what i get for free
and for the way i believe that i am living right
by trading sins for others that are easier to hide
i am wrong and of these things i repent
i repent judging by a law that even i can't keep
of wearing righteousness like a disguise
to see through the planks in my own eyes
i repent, i repent of trading truth for false unity
i repent, i repent of confusing peace and idolatry
by caring more of what they think than what i know of what we need
by domesticating you until you look just like me
i am wrong and of these things i repent