Explaining Jesus

I hate having to apologize. The pit that forms in my stomach connects my whole body to the recognition that I did something that injured another. Embarrassment flashes first and then deep regret that I ignored someone else. The conviction to apologize is birthed from truly valuing the lived experience of those around us. Selfishness most often keeps us from an apologizing.

What resonates in this song is that the artist apologizes on behalf of the guild. Those that write songs and those of us who sing them have injured those listening by passing our pride as truth. The irony is that most often we have proclaimed truth as our attempt to explaining Jesus. Listening to this song, I’m reminded that in my broken way I have painted my pride and called it truth. To those who have been injured along the way from these songs, I too say, “I’m so sorry.”

Explaining Jesus - by Jordy Searcy

If you're gay and over 85
You've felt for your whole life
That when God made you, he just messed up

If you've been raised a southern belle
Born and bred for show and tell
But you lie down feeling never good enough

I'm so sorry
For how it's been
We're broken artists
With broken pens
We paint our pride
And call it truth
I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you

If you've heard a knock on your front door
But all that you found on the porch
Was a pastor that just wanted to be right

And if you really want to pray to him
But you're never sure he's listening
'Cause who could forgive what you did last night

I'm so sorry
For what you've heard
We're broken poets
With silly words
We paint agendas
And call it truth
I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you

Oh
Can't you feel him in the room
Oh
All he wants is you

And I'm so sorry
For all the wrongs
We're broken singers
With broken songs
We paint our pride
And call it truth
I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you
I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you
I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you