daylight

So a good friend of mine recently needed help with a broadcasting project. He was going to take the song "daylight" by brave saint saturn and voice over parts of it with clips of people talking about the prodigal son. I'd never heard this song before, and it has now become my favorite song.
At 4:15 I'm going to record my portion of the story. I chose to reflect on the fact that the younger son was eating pig slop (very similar to the crap of the world) and realizes that he is no longer worthy to be his father's son. I feel that this portion pertains a lot to me and my walk with Christ, because I often eat pig slop, in fact I bathe in it. I have never noticed the portion of the verse where it says that "no one gave him anything." This is truly the story of my life, because though I am constantly in the filth, I still feel that I have nothing.
I have always had difficulty as a self-mutilator to find worth in Christ. I have always felt unworthy to go to Christ and be loved by Him.
but while he was still a long way off his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him... for this son of mine was dead and now he is alive again.
I have always felt that being depressed is slightly like being dead, because you are so dead to the world. And only in the Father's arms can you find life again...


"Daylight" by Brave Saint Saturn
Did you hear the news today
I'm not coming home,
No
And i wished it all away
I felt so alone
And the darkness crept it's way
Like stars we know will die too soon
There is never any sunrise here in the shadows of eclipsing moons
Crawling on a tightrope
The bravest thing I have is hope

Daylight, save me
Daylight, save me
Tonight, tonight

Halogen, the lights will flicker
Incandescent burning lies
And the silence stands for nothing
Desperate I search the skies aching for a spark
Trembling in pitchest dark

Mission Control: U.S.S. Gloria, this is mission control, do you copy?
We have lost contact with the U.S.S. Gloria

U.S.S. Gloria: Mission Control, this is the U.S.S. Gloria, do you read me?
Mayday, we have lost primary guidance functions

News Reporter: The crew is now out of radio contact.
Presently there is no way for us to know whether they
Are alive or dead.
Our hopes and prayers go out with you all.

Mission Control: U.S.S. Gloria, this is mission control, do you copy?

U.S.S. Gloria: Houston this is the U.S.S. Gloria.
Good to hear your voice
We are coming out of the eclipse now.
I see the sunlight. It's beautiful
The sunlight is beautiful.

Jesus Christ, Light of the World
You never did forget me
And when I bled in darkness, You held me
Still held me
When desperate nights I cursed You
You loved me, still loved me
Jesus Christ, You dry the tears
You break my heart of stone
Your words are life
Cut marrow through
The darkness, to the bone
A heart of flesh You gave me
Only You can save me

Savior
Daylight
I am coming home