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JJ, my sister, my friend

Every once in a while you find someone who understands the deepest stirrings of your heart, who is asking the same questions as you, whose words seem to be your own. I want to share with you today a very special artist who is such a person to me. I discovered JJ Heller some while back, and was soon entrenched in her music. Her songs bring tears to my eyes. They are water to my soul. And I am excited for the day when I meet her (even if it's in heaven) and get to thank her for her songs.
If you have a chance, listen to some of her music, read some of her lyrics, and let her songs minister to your heart. Here is one that I often enjoy getting stuck in my head.






Cardboard cutouts on the floor
People wish that you were more like what they wanted you to be
Eventually they won’t have much of you at all in their theology
The walls are closing in on you
You cannot be contained at all

I don’t want to make you small
I don’t want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
You are brighter than the sun
You’re closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all

Broken moldings all around
Broken people hit the ground
When they discover that you’re not here for our benefit
You love in spite of us
You use the least of us to prove the strong aren’t really strong at all

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