Drugstore jesus

Drugstore jesus
by Plumb

Take the blame for saving lives
You've got the sunset in your eyes

And you've got the glory on your mind
Your good intentions are hard to find

You're drugstore jesus
The miracle is gone
You're drugstore jesus
A saint for everyone
You've thrown your soul away

All your gold turns to dust
And all your masses lose your trust

This grand illusion, this planned confusion
This substitution is tainted love

In a world turned upside down
Can the truth be turned around?
In a world turned upside down
Can the truth be turned around?

You're drugstore jesus
The miracle is gone
You're drugstore jesus
A saint for everyone
But the world goes on


5 am alarm clock rings and you get up.
Navigating the stairs is no problem because you do it every morning.
Coffee's already on, the miracle of timer.
The cat needs food, heaven forbid he could use some of his reserve.

That's how each of my morning starts. Day after day after day. It can get monotonous. However, there's always the opportunity to spend a few minutes doing some personal devotions. Do I always do this? No. Trying to read through the Bible in a year though, it's coming back. But to get back to the point.

The above song is a song I think that we should all listen to. Scroll back up and read the words again.

Look I'm not deep. Well, I am but I'm not poetic.
But I was driving home tonight, and that song came on my iPod, and it almost brought tears to my eyes.

We are that song. We use a drugstore jesus.
When push comes to shove, we dig in with our heels and give it our all.
We fall, we fail, we feel.
Then we reach out to jesus and ask for help.
he can help us now because he said so.
Help us now and we'll thank him tomorrow.
Tomorrow comes, and we're back on top, and we move on.

Another crisis comes up, and we pop another pill.
Another day, week, month, maybe year between hits.

we pop jesus, use him, and then put him back in the pill-box, back on the shelf, fold up our Bible and put it away. When we have another headache, heartache, soulache, we take another.

We insult him, and misuse him.
I point the finger here a lot, but I also look inside myself.
I use jesus a lot when I should have used Jesus earlier.

Notice the lower-case, I think it's important.

Somehow, we have to figure out how to manage our pain, and take the prescription when we should and in proper doses. As prescribed.

As I said, I'm not poetic, and if you hear me, I thank-you