Comfortably Numb
Sunday 03 August 2008 at 3:27 pm I remember a great song by Pink Floyd; it was on The Wall, called Comfortably Numb. What a great description of the 21 century American Christian. The song talks about how the artist had lost his dream and the only way he could keep performing was through drugs that kept him “Comfortably Numb”. In our country and our time we are kept “Comfortably Numb” by our own drug. The drug is called success. We’ve lost our dream of making a difference in the world. We sit back and build buildings, carpet them, buy bigger and better stuff to put into the buildings. We count attendance, we count baptisms, we count money, we count degrees, we count buildings, and we forget to count what God counts—Changed Lives.We sit on our padded pews tripping on success and comfort and don’t notice our neighbors, family, or even whole communities of people living their life without the Truth-Life-Way.
Compassion? -- Let a desperate man knock on our Lexus window needing help! Our idea of compassion is to hire or sub-contract out taking care of the poor. Sacrifice?—Sitting at home watching re-runs of Godless shows with the rest of the world. Charity?—Donating pure Junk and only that if there is a tax receipt nearby. Love? -- Eros abounds, we love beauty and fame and fortune even to lust. Philia we love our families to level of idolatry; hiding from ministry behind that love. Agapē our language doesn’t even have an equivalent word.
Dear God please move us beyond the days of Habakkuk before we must “Look at the nations and watch— and be utterly amazed. For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told.” (Habakkuk 1:5)
Here are the Lyrics to Comfortably Numb”
Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
There’ll be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe its working good.
That’ll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what you’re sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
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