When Music Soothes the Downcast Soul

This album reminds me of when I was living in San Antonio and was going through a personal dark period especially as I questioned my faith altogether. My wife Letty was concerned, but didn’t know what to do except try to soothe my troubled soul through music. She brought home Shaun Groves' album entitled Invitation to Eavesdrop. I can honestly say it helped a little, but I eventually discovered that the culprit was bad Bible teaching. My head was ringing from weekly contradictions and my inability to sort them out was killing me. Anyways. I believe it was Martin Luther that said, “Next to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world.”

The song Welcome Home is very poetic and heavy on the metaphors. The song is about surrendering to Christ completely as he seeks to dwell in us in order to sanctify us. The metaphors work nicely to this end especially when he sings, “Scrape away the guilty stains until no sin or shame remain. Spread Your love upon the walls and occupy the empty halls until the man I am has faded. No more doors are barricaded.” Here the song and the lyrics in their totality.

Verse:
Welcome to this heart of mine
I've buried under prideful vines
Grown to hide the mess I've made
Inside of me
Come decorate, Lord
Open up the creaking door
And walk upon the dusty floor
Scrape away the guilty stains
Until no sin or shame remain
Spread Your love upon the walls
And occupy the empty halls
Until the man I am has faded
No more doors are barricaded

Chorus:
Come inside this heart of mine
It's not my own
Make it home
Come and take this heart and make it
All Your own
Welcome home

Verse:
Take a seat, pull up a chair
Forgive me for the disrepair
And the souvenirs from floor to ceiling
Gathered on my search for meaning
Every closet's filled with clutter
Messes yet to be discovered
I'm overwhelmed, I understand
I can't make this place all that You can

Repeat chorus
I took the space that You placed in me
Redecorated in shades of greed
And I made sure every door stayed locked
Every window blocked, and still You knocked
repeat chorus
Take me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking