Holy Ghost - Jesse Jorgensen (John Mark McMillan cover)

 Pentecost is a holiday that we as a collective church I think struggle with. We're good with Christmas and God the father sending to earth the baby Jesus. We're good with Easter and Jesus the son returning to the Father, tearing the veil and opening the way for a connection and communication with the father. But how do we really feel about pentecost? A holiday celebrating Holy Spirit, sent to us providing real life power in our every day lives. Because Holy Spirit is weird. And uncomfortable. And does things that don't always make sense. And upsets the apple cart a little.

        For all the dues that we collect

        Our hearts can be overdrawn

A friend sent me this line this week. I was talking about feeling over exhausted. Just plain spent. I know I am not alone in feeling this way, I'm not sure I've talked to anyone not feeling that way right now, but I guess I probably don't get out of the education circle much. Maybe others aren't feeling overdrawn. I used to joke ain't no tired like end of May teacher tired. But this May has brought a whole new meaning to that. For all the love and support that we get, our hearts are still overdrawn.

        Dead in the water

        Like lamb to the slaughter

        If the wind doesn't sing her song

        And I'm speaking in tongues

        Cause I need a Holy Ghost

Dead in the water....cause I need a Holy Ghost. 

Holy Spirit would your raging fire and wind blow life into these dry bones that feel like lamb led to the slaughter. I need you...oh how I need you!

Who are we sometimes I wonder

Mercenaries or lovers

On this side of the thunder

It can be awful hard to know

Sell our love for the paycheck or

Spend the night on the freight deck

For all the dues that we collect

Our hearts can be overdrawn

Dead in the water

Like lamb to the slaughter

If the wind doesn't sing her song

And I'm speaking in tongues

Cause I need a Holy Ghost

The geeks they can smell when you're coming

Even out in the cold

They'll wait you out yeah

They'll grind you down

But they're gonna get what they're owed

I know the red thread unravels

I know you're blue and you're black

But there's still time if you don't mind

The way that the odds are stacked

Dead in the water

Lamb to the slaughter

If the wind doesn't sing her song

And I'm speaking in tongues

Cause I need a Holy Ghost

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: John Mark Mcmillan

Holy Ghost lyrics © Meaux Jeaux Music, Raucous Ruckus Publishing