66 - Truth Spoke in Whispers Will Tear You Apart

I had to go to Africa to hear this song.

Don't let that confuse you though.  It's something you can find easily on iTunes.  And it's not African.  Not in the sense that it was made there or by someone from there, or with any influences of Africa.  I suppose music theorists could...but that's neither here nor there.

I heard this tune in our vans whilst driving across the landscape of South Africa.  We would take turns sharing music as we bounced and jostled our way around.  Taking in views of vast plains or huge ridges looming on one side of the vehicle or the other.  And since it's winter when we go, it's usually barren and chilly...like our Autumns.  Well, for the northern states anyway.  One of our team members had this, among other songs, on her playlist.  I'm quite glad she shared.  It has stuck with me since the first time she played it.  (Thanks Patsy!)

There is just a sweet sentiment running through this, and it is quite a calming, and...well, humbling song.

Song 66
       "Humble Me" from Norah Jones on her album Feels Like Home

Funny.  Until I just looked at the album name to search for the link, I never took note of title.  It warmed my heart on this chilly night, as Africa certainly feels like home to me.  I can't believe it's been 4 months since I was there.  It feels like an eternity.   I'm longing for going home to stay. 

All in good time.

For now, this song. 

Songs that have a message of faith or genuine pleas to God, especially when from musicians you wouldn't expect that from, tend to surprise and get me to listen.  The simple guitar that picks and strums it's way though this song just instantly set the mellow mood.

Jones' lyrics come in with an earnest gentleness.  And she just pulls me in.  I generally have to skip this song on a playlist if I'm in the wrong mood, because it just strikes me so hard.  And sometimes I want to stay in that mood.  I should probably not skip this song at those times.

The picking of the guitar just echoes what I've said countless times on here about painting imagery of falling leaves and barren trees.  It's just a quite plea from this woman for help...that somehow strengthens her.  At least that's how I hear it.

Be humbled.


grace, peace + hope
-Jesse