Speak the Language (She Said)
This song is song is about an imaginary conversation with God. One day as I was driving home from a friend’s house, I thought to myself: what would I ask God, if I had a few minutes to hang out? It seems like everyone is always asking God for favors, or help of some kind. I didn’t want to do that. I thought, maybe would be nice to ask God about herself, like: What’s your favorite ice cream? Are you ever lonely? What is the most challenging thing about your job? Can we just go for a drive and listen to music?
In my imagined scenario, God answers my questions by telling me that I come with the answers installed, and if she could expound upon the answers in a cosmic way befitting her intelligence, it would go over my head and not be much help. I begin to understand that God speaks to me all the time, but that I need to cultivate the capacity to hear it, and understand the languages she uses. Sometimes she’ll speak through the laughter of a child, the first breeze of summer, or the tears you feel welling up when you experience a piece of art that moves you. Her influence is everywhere, in everything, and you can draw from it anytime you need to. In the end, she basically tells me that we are, in a sense, each a mirror for the other, and that both of us are the universe’s way of seeking to understand itself.
This song is song is about an imaginary conversation with God. One day as I was driving home from a friend’s house, I thought to myself: what would I ask God, if I had a few minutes to hang out? It seems like everyone is always asking God for favors, or help of some kind. I didn’t want to do that. I thought, maybe would be nice to ask God about herself, like: What’s your favorite ice cream? Are you ever lonely? What is the most challenging thing about your job? Can we just go for a drive and listen to music?
In my imagined scenario, God answers my questions by telling me that I come with the answers installed, and if she could expound upon the answers in a cosmic way befitting her intelligence, it would go over my head and not be much help. I begin to understand that God speaks to me all the time, but that I need to cultivate the capacity to hear it, and understand the languages she uses. Sometimes she’ll speak through the laughter of a child, the first breeze of summer, or the tears you feel welling up when you experience a piece of art that moves you. Her influence is everywhere, in everything, and you can draw from it anytime you need to. In the end, she basically tells me that we are, in a sense, each a mirror for the other, and that both of us are the universe’s way of seeking to understand itself.
This song is song is about an imaginary conversation with God. One day as I was driving home from a friend’s house, I thought to myself: what would I ask God, if I had a few minutes to hang out? It seems like everyone is always asking God for favors, or help of some kind. I didn’t want to do that. I thought, maybe would be nice to ask God about herself, like: What’s your favorite ice cream? Are you ever lonely? What is the most challenging thing about your job? Can we just go for a drive and listen to music?
In my imagined scenario, God answers my questions by telling me that I come with the answers installed, and if she could expound upon the answers in a cosmic way befitting her intelligence, it would go over my head and not be much help. I begin to understand that God speaks to me all the time, but that I need to cultivate the capacity to hear it, and understand the languages she uses. Sometimes she’ll speak through the laughter of a child, the first breeze of summer, or the tears you feel welling up when you experience a piece of art that moves you. Her influence is everywhere, in everything, and you can draw from it anytime you need to. In the end, she basically tells me that we are, in a sense, each a mirror for the other, and that both of us are the universe’s way of seeking to understand itself.