Calling out Your Name

One of my favorite artists is Rich Mullins. Every time I listen to his music, my soul rises up and soars. What an incredible man of God! In every one of his songs is a deep love for his savior and a faith that is beyond compare. I'd like to share with you all the lyrics to one of my favorite songs. It's entitle "Calling out Your Name", and I think it's one of his best.

Well, the moon moved past Nebraska
And spilled laughter on them cold Dakota Hills
And angels danced on Jacob's stairs
There is a silence in the Badlands
And over Kansas the whole universe is stilled
By the whisper of a prayer
And the single hawk bursts in to flight
And in the east the whole horizon is in flames

Chorus:
I feel the thunder in the sky
I see the sky about to rain
And I hear the prairies calling out your name.

I can feel the earth tremble beneath
The rumbling of the buffalo's hooves
And the fury in the pheasant's wings
It tells me the Lord is in His temple
And there is still faith that can make the mountains move
And a love that can make the heavens ring
Where the sacred rivers meet beneath
The shadow of the Keeper of the plains

Chorus

From the place where morning gathers
You can look sometimes
Forever till you see
What time may never know
That the Lord takes by its corners this old world
And shakes us forward and shakes us free
To run wild with the hope
I know that this thirst will not last long
And that it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain
I feel the thunder in the sky
I see the sky about to rain
And with the prairies I am calling out your name.

Rich Mullins fulfilled one of his dreams by living on a Navajo Indian reservation in New Mexico and teaching music to the children there. He desperately wanted to bring them the gospel through his music. This song, filled with Native American imagery, is such an amazing testament to his life-long goal.
Some called him rebellious because he didn't follow the guidelines laid out by society. Sometimes he went barefoot to church. He didn't really care for the world's opinion. But he gave everything he had. His home at the Navajo reservation was practically empty. He never had any money in his pockets because he was constantly giving it away.
"Like Thoreau, I love to suck the marrow out of the bones of life," Rich Mullins had said. "People want to know God's will for them. In one of his most explicit statements on the subject, Christ said, 'I come that you might have life and have it abundantly.' One day it won't make any difference how many albums I sold, but I will give account of my life to God. What I think He'll be most pleased with is to see that we truly lived, that we were the person He created us to be."
All I know is, I've been incredibly blessed by his music, and I will count it a great priviledge to meet him someday in heaven.
(Click on this link to watch a music video of "Calling out Your Name" on YouTube)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BaNwTYJrYtA