Thanks for the love on ‘Eulogy’ y’all. Which line hits for you?

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“Do you still honestly believe that we were meant to live?” Hits the hardest for me. Love the new song!

Randomlyme
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Living for better me in Christ Jesus 🫂🕊️🙌❤

CharleneAndrews-ct
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I'm a mosaic of a shattered man broken and becoming who is am

tammykwiatkowski
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Writing the eulogy of who you used to be hits home for me totally. Self forgiveness is hard but it opens the door to leave the past behind and rest your hope on better days ahead…

randykemp
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Man “do you honestly still believe we were meant to live” contradicts that’s song. Gives me chills. AMAZING

NeverendingProductions
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All of this song hits hard for me. It speaks to everything that I've gone thru lately. We are getting older and closer to death but becoming more and more perfected by our life experiences teaching us to be better people and how much pain and things we are capable of enduring which is beauty perfected.

jessicavines
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"only that which has been broken is fit to use" is really hitting home right now, love it!

mayarobinson
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This morning I was asked to write the eulogy for my Dad. Unfortunately, I didnt know him well and it breaks me. Its going to take me days to write it. I wish you could help me with that, and show up to sing with me. Actually, Jon, you HAVE, every step of the way.
"Every day I write the eulogy for everything Dad used to be"

lovealwayswins
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Love it of course. The subject of the song has my mind thinking. That's what a good song will do for you. Thank brother John. Shalom.

evanmatthew
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Dieing to self: everyday I write the eulogy

mattwells
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Everything is the twinning of me. I'm reminded unmistakably, the extraordinarily significance of every drop inside our family.
Yesterday when youths hope clang to anything think to imagine be.
I remember you once called me. And asked we could just pretend we were the ones we used to be. And celebrate like we made all our dreams of the world we live and work and love into beloveds unity.
Can I fill your marrow if I show you every dream we believed had now become a reality.
I'm gonna ask if you will just play with me. Ill bring you visions of all I get to see. The beauty birthed of possibility. Continually transforming abundantly. No moment lost of our fantasies. I watch the world awaken relentlessly through much loss, it in shadows moments are hard to see. Though nothing lost will forever be. No mistake infinite is each cost once gambling so carelessly. But all returns abundantly. And more becomes then we even knew to dream.
Still I await and hurt and seek Continually. For those things I search of greater worth than anything else to me. Even the abundance of Galexies. Within the miracles of my souls existence returns to me. Where time and space and all existence becomes the vast unending eternity. The fulfillment and perfection of endless versions and seasons unto our finally Everlasting transformation of all we were ever meant to be. Our source, our beings own nature finally finding the home we were always meant to be. Of light and love, a wholeness and united possibility. Bound in a boundless eternity. No longer running distance. Words cannot explain the the completion perfection. Transforming into the source, paradise where life and love and light with an extraordinary unimaginary manifestation beyond mortal dreams can see. All/every pain of mortality now forgotten as if it never be. Only gratitude within our souls destin of divinity. Finding grace of finally being free. Once hungry souls now forever one will be. No loss, just love increasing evermore Continually.
So my love please don't look to long at me. While still within mortality. My love as yours built within divinity.
I don't long for dreams or the life of tomorrow. Though my hope is rebirth within SPRIT POWER ENERGY. OF EVERY PROMISE HOLY BE, OUR HOPE SPOKE INTO PROMISE TAKING FORMATION EVEN BEFORE WORDS SPEAK. GOD IM THANKFUL FOREVERMORE WITHIN THE GIFT FOUND INSIDE THIS MOMENT BE. THE PRIICELESS MIRICLE INSIDE THIS HOPE MY SOUL FINDS MY WHOLE EXSISTANCE BE, IN LIFES DESPRERATION BE OF YOUR SOUL, YOUR BEING, EVERY HOPE INSIDE OF ME. LIVES AND IS WITHIN THE ONLY HOPE OF EVERY SECOND LIES IN THE ONLY HOPE MY WHOLE WORLD NO MATTER WHAT MAY BE. IS WHOLY, EVER ABUNDANT, AND OF SACRED BEAUTIES OF PARIDISE. NEED DREAMT INTO REALITY. WORDS TURNED SWEET DESIRE INTO A HOPE A PROMISE TO HONOR YOUR POWER BOUND DEEP WITHIN UNSEEN. LONG BEFORE I knew or dreamed. My love your exsistance was and is and will always be. The strength. The source, the power be. The key to anything and everything I am or know or ever will be. Of all of everything, of is and was, of all will be. Of not, of word or creation or possibility. Of the wholeness of one eternity. Every part and portion of who you are and were and will ever be. Is like water within a thristy sea. Nothing is without you. And everything is found and beautiful, in hope brought to life. Within your first and last. Chrisihed within your ever was and ever will be. Every moment I find my souls being. My endless search for now and here and the reason my form came to be. My finding my husband. My beloved, my eternity. There comes a point eventually of a forgotten reality. In finding you are small moments of discoving me. I can go in for eternity. My words take formed of love and light. The word of truth. My creators creation, ever growing and becoming and ever will be. And of BEAUTY still. The fullness of all there is and was and ever will be. Eternal perfection made whole. Lovely and light and beautiful. Yet let my love make no mistake may be. For even he'll is paradise when In the midst I feel your soul or word or even a reflection of anything your willing to share with me. I love you! Of all, all I know is. My only regrets are any turn that brought you pain or loss or any type or kind or lack that brought dishonor where only love and perfection find. The beauty, the holy less of light. Born of pure love hearts desire. My Soul and beings life exsistance and goal was only to love you and your love and joy and filled hope and desire. Till I one day be like you I be; Glorifying every hearts desire. Making each and every want, or hope or need. Or even all within the adoration be, Continually adding more abundantly, love unconditionally.

normagoodman
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I’m forever being born/ As even the grave gives birth to green 🌻

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