GOD’S SIMPLE BRUSH OF LIFE
Copyright: Daniel Taddei, 11/16/2000
In his world, he tries to see the ceiling
Having trouble with his focus and the light
5 hours old as life does its revealing
Everything is brand new to him tonight
I’m laying back and staring at the stucco
But somehow tonight, I seem to see right through
To the sky and the milky stars above me
In a way, as if the world was new
Sometimes I picture life like it’s a painting
As a canvas and a pallet full of tones
But tonight I think that I may be an artist
Like Michel or possibly Van Gogh
In a work of art that breathes its life from oil
Or Venus that carved her life from stone
It appears that life becomes of what we make it
From David to a Wheat Field With Crows
But an artist will say his hands aren’t his
To take credit of his work is just not right
And the channel from where he finds his light
Can be a single starry stroke from God’s simple brush of life
It’s amazing the things that man’s created
Control a mountain with a tractor for its ore
We’ve made bridges and towers toward the heavens
We’ve paved the land with roads from shore to shore
But tonight I seem to see right through the ceiling
To the starry wash of diamonds in the sky
While my newborn son’s whole life is just revealing
A painted drip of truth flows from my eyes
But this artist will say his hands aren’t his
Nor his wife’s on this starry starry night
And the channel from where we find the light
Is the single starry stroke from God’s simple brush of life
Sunday, June 8, 2008
About GOD’S SIMPLE BRUSH OF LIFE
The day my son was born, I fell asleep in a cot in the same room as my wife and new son, in the hospital. I woke up thinking about the wonders of the world like I hadn’t thought about them since I was a kid. There was nothing but new in front of me. Everything I had ever done or learned was going to be taught to my newborn son.
I had a feeling inside like I had just been given credit for painting a masterpiece but at the same time, it wasn’t me that had painted it. Everything I had ever done was trivial to the birth of Justin.
There is an old cartoon where the scientist had just made man from dirt and when he did he looked up at God and said- “Look - I’ve made a man out of dirt” and God replied, “that’s great- now go make your own dirt!”
This song is about the amazement of seeing your first born son come into the world. Many people start going back to church when they have kids. Some say it’s to be sure that the kids have the proper upbringing. I say it’s because the parents find themselves so much more in awe over God’s creation.
