A thing resounds when it rings true, Ringing all the bells inside of you, Like a golden sky on a summer eve Your heart is tugging at your sleeve, And you cannot say why... There must be more
Andrew PetersonWell "I do" are the two most famous last words. The beginning of the end. But to lose your life for another I've heard is a good place to begin.
Andrew PetersonBlood was shed that you three might breathe the good air of life, and if that means you have to miss out on a Zibzy game, then so be it. Part of being a man is putting others' needs before your own.
Andrew PetersonGod gave music the power to carry his light into the darkness. Thatโs a mighty privilege. It means intentionally telling stories and writing songs that bear truth that outlasts the songs themselves. If I did this in hopes of thunderous applause and piles of cash, I would have quit years ago. But there are moments on the stage when I sense something magical, a connection with the band and the audience, when our stories intersect and suddenly weโre wading in an ancient river. Suddenly the song is secondary to the greater story being told through each of us.
Andrew PetersonArt, if it can be ascribed value, is most valuable when its beauty (and the beauty of the truth it tells) bewilders, confounds, defies evil itself; it does so by making what has been unmade; it subverts the spirit of the age; it mends the heart by whispering mysteries the mind alone canโt fathom; it fulfills its highest calling when into all the clamor of Hell it tells the unbearable, beautiful, truth that Christ has died, Christ is risen, and Christ will come again. None of these songs and stories matter if the beauty theyโre adding to isnโt the kind of beauty that redeems and reclaims.
Andrew Peterson