As someone who has experienced brokenness and rejection and who is quite imperfect, it makes sense for me to limp into the arenas of life where other broken people hang out.
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A relatively obscure rock band named Warrior Soul released an album 30-plus years ago that still stops me cold when I hear various tracks from it.
The song, The Losers, was an anthem of sorts for people who feel like they live outside the mainstream of society. The song identifies them as losers, substance abusers, rejects, imperfects and the broken-hearted. They weren’t born pretty and they know it. At best, they feel rejected. At worst, they feel invisible. But this anthem declares that they are all beautiful. In essence, they have inherent worth.
In many ways, I was most of those things. I guess that’s why the song resonated with me before I became a Christian. And sometimes, all a person needs to hear is that another human thinks he or she is beautiful. It can make all the difference.
If you go to YouTube and read the comments of fans of the song, you’ll see raw emotion in their posts.
Here are a few:
“The depth and breadth of this song is amazing. It reaches down into the gutter and finds those of us that do not fit inside the status quo. I am not one that sits inside the norms that society has defined.”
“Only thing between me and suicide is this song.”
Another commenter said it should be played at his funeral if there’s anybody left who cares about him.
Don’t these comments break your heart?
I still delve into this type of music and attend the occasion show because I like to have deep, meaningful, one-on-one conversations with people and this is a great place to do it.
Another commenter made this point about “The Losers”: “This song is about the broken. We must be broke[n] before we know HIM. He will make a way where there is no way. HE is our hope and strength.”
As someone who has experienced brokenness and rejection and who is quite imperfect, it makes sense for me to limp into the arenas of life where other broken people hang out. As I do, I go with the hope of pointing them to the one in whom redemption can be found.
Here are some tidbits you might find interesting this week:
A Nebraska man paddled 38 miles down the Missouri River in a "boat" made from a hollowed-out pumpkin in an attempt to set a Guinness World Record. Of course, he carved a cup holder into the 846-pound pumpkin.
Saw this on social media this week: “You know you’re getting old when the ‘Karate Kid’ is 61.” Technically, Ralph Macchio doesn’t during 61 until November, but I still feel old.
“Why is it that some Christians, although they hear many sermons, make but slow advances in the divine life? Because they neglect their closets, and do not thoughtfully meditate on God's Word. They love the wheat, but they do not grind it; they would have the corn, but they will not go forth into the fields to gather it; the fruit hangs upon the tree, but they will not pluck it; the water flows at their feet, but they will not stoop to drink it.” -Charles Spurgeon
Check out James Magruder’s thoughts about change after he attended his high school graduation.
Finally, this article is worth your time this weekend: The Orphan Garden by Bonnie McClure.
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