Brad's songs

Brad has always had a thing for music. He loves to lay in our only carpeted room with his head close to the speakers and just absorb the words and sounds. I've come to learn that when he says he has a new song to fully enter into it with him, to lay down beside him on the carpet and just be still and listen. The other night this was his song he shared with me. It is called "Doubting Thomas" by Nickel Creek.

What will be left when I've drawn my last breath,
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who know me,
Will I discover a soul saving love,
Or just the dirt above and below me,

I'm a doubting thomas,
I took a promise,
But I do not feel safe,
Oh me of little faith,

Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face,
Then I beg to be spared 'cause I'm a coward,
If there's a master of death I'll bet he's holding his breath,
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power,
I'm a doubting thomas,
I can't keep my promises,
'Cause i don't know what's safe,
oh me of little faith

Can I be used to help others find truth,
When I'm scared I'll find proof that its a lie,
Can I be lead down a trail dropping bread crumbs,
That prove I'm not ready to die,

Please give me time to decipher the signs,
Please forgive me for time that I've wasted,

I'm a doubting thomas,
I'll take your promise,
Though I know nothin's safe,
Oh me of little faith

As always, Brad is right on. The words pierce me because they ring so true in my own life.