When I was falling from the sky you were
My lightning rod, you
Guided my feet back to the ground
When I was learning how to die you were
My empty tomb, more
alive than anything I’ve found
Out of the blue, after the long night
Upwards I flew, wings melting in the sunlight
Out of the storm, trembling and awed
Into your arms I fell, like a lightning rod
When I was tumbling through the air you were
The rock that broke my fall
Holding me hard against your heart
When I was stumbling through my prayers you were
The tunnel and the light
Winding my way back to the start
Out of the blue, after the long night
Upwards I flew, wings melting in the sunlight
Out of the storm, trembling and awed
Into your arms I fell, like a lightning rod
My Soul is a Chiminea by the Sea - Jonathan Foster
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My Soul is a Chiminea by the Sea which helps me explain my evolving
Christianity and the 5 reasons I still label myself as one. My soul is a
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