“To save all we must risk all.”
Friedrich Schiller
“poor boy! I never knew you, Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you”
― Walt Whitman
‘You are no saint,’ says the devil. Well, if I am not, I am a sinner, and Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners. Sink or swim, I go to Him; other hope, I have none.
Charles Spurgeon
(Timoleague Friary / County Cork, Ireland / Julie Cook / 2015)
“Who will save your soul…..?”
A lyric trapped inside one’s head, playing over and over and over…
Had it been the background song at the grocery store?
Newly imposed on some uptick television commercial?
Something playing in the distance of one’s small world….?
As it appears to have been picked up at some point during one’s day…
and is now forever stuck on constant replay, deep inside the recesses of the subconscious.
The same line running around and around inside the brain.
Unconsciously hummed, muttered, softly sung…
When suddenly, unable to remain on the periphery…the words come crashing into focus.
More than a simple lyric to an older song.
More than a folksy balard offered up by a young woman long ago
More than a simple soulful melody caught inside your head…
“Who will save your soul…?
It is not merely a lyric, a song or a random musing…
It is rather one of the most deeply profound questions ever to be asked, pondered or entertained.
It is a question that spans the very inception of both time and space.
A question queried for both life as well as death.
If it is to be agreed that each being, each life, does indeed have a soul…
then the question certainly begs to be asked, who or what will save each and every soul?
When all is said and done…who is the savior?
When life, as it is currently known, has come to its conclusion and ceases to be…
be it suddenly and unexpected, stolen simply by time… or be it slow and simply accepted…
What then of the soul?
Does it extinguish itself with the last living breath?
Will it simply be left to float upon the whispers of others?
Will this soul be claimed
Or
Is it all mere nothingness?
A fabrication?
A myth?
A fable?
The question is being asked…Who will save your soul?
Yet the answer, this answer of both life and death, remains for many something oddly to be ignored, left uncomfortably unanswered….
So….
What say you then my friend….
Who will save your soul….?
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast
Ephesians 2:8-9
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What comfort this sweet message gives. I know that my Redeemer lives and that because of that, I will live also. Beautiful words again today, Julie!
Thanks Kathy 🙂
Amen!
Was that the Jewel song by chance?
Interesting. Great question and if it was that song, perfectly illustrates the point, along with the video she made with it. The angst and agony in the song and video was quite vivid.
So, we know the answer for who will save our souls, don’t we Julie? It’s the answer for us all, and it is the answer for the world and what we see in it today.
Another good one here, thanks.
That it is Wally–I don’t know how it got stuck in my head yesterday but it did as I kept belting out that one lyric—whoooo will saaaaveee your soul….when it hit me, I needed to write about it as it wasn’t stuck in my head randomly—-Jewel says she wrote it when she had hitchhiked throughout Mexico, when she was like all of 16, and was struck by the overt need in the faces of those she saw…
So a Jewel song with a Jules post 🙂
Good song…she has a very unique voice. So haunting when she sang that line. What a great question, though huh?
Charles Wesley answers,
Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy Name,
Source of all true righteousness;
Thou art evermore the same,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart;
Rise to all eternity.
Great lyric Cookie!
and a great hymn—love those anglican Wesleys turned methodist 🙂
Thank you for the post. For more on John and Charles Wesley, I would like to invite you to the website for the book series, The Asbury Triptych Series. The trilogy based on the life of Francis Asbury, the young protégé of John Wesley and George Whitefield, opens with the book, Black Country. The opening novel in this three-book series details the amazing movement of Wesley and Whitefield in England and Ireland as well as its life-changing effect on a Great Britain sadly in need of transformation. Black Country also details the Wesleyan movement’s effect on the future leader of Christianity in the American colonies, Francis Asbury. The website for the book series is http://www.francisasburytriptych.com. Please enjoy the numerous articles on the website. Again, thank you, for the post.
Yet another splendiferous post, my friend. Praise the Lord that our redeemer and savior lives. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤