Hey! Can somebody get me a Hearing Aid?

Disclaimer: Give this post a chance. The story might be very different from the cover.....

Come as you are, as you were

As I want you to be

As a Friend, as a friend

As an old enemy

Take you time, hurry up

The choice is yours, don't be late

Take a rest, as a friend

As an old

memoria, memoria

memoria, memoria

Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach

As I want you to be

As a trend, As a friend

As an old

memoria, memoria

memoria, memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun

No I don't have a gun

No I don't have a gun

No I don't have a gun

No I don't have a gun

Memoria, memoria

As I was running today, the same music I always listen to started to sound quite differently. Ever since Nirvana catapulted to fame in the early 90's with the release of his second album Nevermind, I have always felt a eerily strange connection to his music. Even though I was just a young girl at the time, I vividly remember his death on April 5, 1994 rocking my little world. BUT today...as I listen to his words-- I hear a much different song. A song reminding me of two things: One- God uses the most unlikely of vessels to carry his message (yes, even Kurt Cobain). Two- He doesn't care what you have done or where you have been...he loves his children REGARDLESS.

NIRVANA- An ideal condition of rest, harmony, stability, or joy. I am sure there is much irony within that definition. I typed out below what I heard today in place of my old familiar favorite.

Come now as you are, I don't care where you have been

Come as I know you can be

As a friend, Yes I am your friend!

Why do you insist I am your enemy

Take your time, but don't wait too long

I have given you the choice, I have been waiting

In me you will find rest, In me your friend

Don't worry about your past, it is an old

memory, memory

memory, memory

Come to me right where you are. Dirty and unclean.

You have tried to clean things your way..soaking yourself in bleach

This is how I want you to be, see because now you need me

You have lived like many others as a trend, As your friend I can set you free

Let's make your past an old

Memory, Memory

memory, memory

And I swear that I don't have a gun

Know that I came to protect you, not harm you

Know that I came to set you free so that by me you could have life not death

Know that I am the truth, the light and the way

Know that through me you are set free

Making your past an old

Memoria

" For he has delivered me from all my troubles, and my eyes have looked in triumph on my foes" Psalm 54: 7

Feel free to check out the song on youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOL5cpwTkes

Till the wind moves me,

Kristen