Face of Love

So right now I am totally digging on Sanctus Real's album Face of Love. I know, I know, that cd came out in 2006 and I am a bit behind the times. These guys were at Music in the Rockies, and as I listened and rocked out with J-Fratt in the third row, I realized, "Wow, I really love their music!" The lead singer has an amazing voice that just grows on me more and more every time I hear it.

Anyway, if you've turned on a Christian radio station in the past year I'm sure you've heard their beautiful song, "Face of Love." I love the lyrics, and they are just soothing to me... I often have a hard time reconciling my head and my heart when it comes to faith, and I like to be reminded that what I don't know about God and Jesus and the Holy Spirit in my mind can still be believed and trusted with my heart.

I'm not saying this very well... just read this song, okay?

I've seen Your face in stained glass and colored lights
and pictures of You looking to the sky

You've been portrayed a thousand different ways
but my heart can see You better than my eyes
cause it's love that paints the portrait of Your life

the face of love
the face of love
You look more like love every day

I've read Your words in the pages of Your life
and I've imagined what You are like
I may not know the shape of Your face
but I can feel Your heart changing mine
and Your love still proves You're alive

the face of love
the face of love
You look more like love every day

and You are the face that changed the whole world
no one too lost for You to love
no one too low for You to serve

so give us the grace to change the world
no one too lost for me to love
no one too low for me to serve

let us see, let us be Your face
let us be Your face

Sometimes I cry wishing that I could just see Jesus's face and put my hand in his and FEEL it, you know? Like Thomas, a little, I guess - I don't doubt Jesus is real, but man it'd be easier if I could just give him a big hug. So this song soothes that ache a little. I may not know the shape of his face, but I can feel his heart changing mine, and maybe I can even be his face, his love, to someone in need. Could there be a higher honor, a more weighty responsibility, than to be the face of Christ?