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The Best Part – About The Song

I awoke to a mess of curly hair atop a pink princess dress peaking around our bedroom door. She scuffled to the bed and crawled her way onto her Daddy’s chest, head tucked into his neck. “I think I should eat an Oreo,” she whispered. Good morning of a new year. I lay there thinking about the past year – the traveling, the shows, breathtaking places we had seen, songs written, mistakes, failures, accomplishments. We have had the privilege of visiting some of the most incredible ...

The Blog Post That Won’t Die

There is this blog post that I wrote a couple years ago making its way around the internet again the last few days.  It's a spicy little rant that I wrote on a plane as I was coming home from a long "Christian music" tour, and I was tired, cranky and sick of the copious loads of b.s. that I had continually encountered in the religious circles that I found myself in. The blog post was angry.  It wasn't all that articulate or even very well thought through, but it did call a spade and some pe...

Wandering – About The Song

I used to think there would be a time in my life where I would feel like I had arrived.  Like finding the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow or reaching the mountain’s summit.  The long exhale out of all I had worked for, breath in of satisfaction.  I would feel content and certain, have the trophy with the inscription “Lisa Gungor has completed said task with moderate skills and semi-good attitude.” I’d see the grand path of the future laid out clearly with all the right answers. ...

God and Country – About The Song

I used to be a pacifist, but then I had a kid. I do still believe that non-violence is always the better option, but I just think that there are times when complete non-violence becomes impossible in certain circumstances.  If someone breaks into my house, yes, I'm going to do whatever I need to do to protect my wife and my daughter. But what I find incredibly ironic and perverse is how religion and violence often get tangled up together.  It boggles my mind that, in the US at least, it ...

Yesternight – About The Song

What is life without stories?  Nothing. Random collisions of energy.  Stories are what give our lives shape and meaning.  We are made of stories.  So what happens when we lose our most important stories? The stories we define ourselves by. What happens, for instance, when a young quarterback has worked his entire life for his work...who has essentially defined himself as first and foremost a quarterback...then suddenly breaks his leg and is told he will never play football again?  What h...

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