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Yahweh: How Stryper Helped Me Recently

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New Stryper album due out later this year

I’ve been really down lately. Mind is numb. Dull. I can’t focus on telework. Feel like lashing out violently.

I’m not enjoying life. Father’s Day came and went. Trying to get spiritual. Not so easy.

I lie in bed all day and all evening. Tried antidepressants. Made me more sleepy and frantic. So I quit them.

I heard that one of my favorite bands, Stryper, is putting out a new song this Friday. That made me happy. For a little bit.

So I put my earbuds in. I played my favorite Stryper song and listened intently at the words. The experience made me cry with joy.

At least I went to bed happy.

The song is called Yahweh. Lyrics and song are below:

A crown of thorns, it was placed on His head.
They clothed him in purple and stated their case,
“He is The King of the Jews,” as they slapped His face.

Pilate said, “I find no reason to charge Him.”
As soon as they saw Him they said “crucify!”
He just proclaimed to be God, He surely must die.

When Pilate heard this, he was afraid.
He asked The Lord, “where do You come from?”
Don’t You realize I have power to free or kill The Son?

Jesus finally decided to answer him.
“You have no power at all over Me.
If it didn’t come from above, you’re too blind to see.

And so, the soldiers took Jesus.
Dragging His cross to a place where He knew,
They hung a sign that would read “The King Of The Jews”

They nailed His flesh to the wood.
He said “It’s Finished” and laid down His life.
Gave up His spirit for all, He was crucified.

Click here to listen to the song.

~t


Uncontrolled Anger & Stryper

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You lie in the graveyard,

you’re rotting away.

— B***hole Surfers, “Graveyard”

Well, my friendship with Shiela is officially over. We totally ignore each other in the halls at work now. I started it and she followed suit.

I can’t express how angry it makes me feel. I got home today and felt like going out somewhere just to physically bully someone. I want so badly to verbally abuse Shiela, maybe ask her how the wine tastes in her coffee tumbler. I’m even thinking about telling her supervisor that she drinks at work. But then I think, What can she get me on? There’s got to be something bad that she knows about me. My gosh, we were best buddies for over a year.

I’ve been extra angry and depressed at home especially. I actually hosted Sheila at my house a few weeks ago and waited on her hand and foot. I served her (frozen) vegan pizza and her favorite wine, pinot grigio. I even gave her a pillow and covered her with a blanket when she passed out on my floor.

Those days are over. And I cannot accept it.

Luckily, last Friday was the CD release date for my favorite Christian rock band Stryper. It helped somewhat listening to the words this past weekend (especially since I skipped Mass).

These lyrics from “Sorry” especially spoke to me:

Sorry

It doesn’t always make it starry

Maybe next time be more charming

so you don’t have to say sorry

I should have treated her with kid gloves at all times instead of texting her something that was “questionable” (see previous posts).

How was I to know how sensitive she was?

I pray that I’ll awake from my coma and start to enjoy life again. I pray that I can love Shiela even after what she did to me. It’s so hard but I’m trying.

~t