Living Dead Man

I discovered Andrew Peterson’s music shortly after Rich Mullins died. Rich was such a great singer/songwriter and his passing left a huge void in the music landscape, that is until I heard Andrew Peterson. Andrew has done such a wonderful job in filling a very particular writing and storytelling style that was desperately missing for a brief period of time. While he is not Rich, no one could really replace him, he does satisfy that particular desire in me when I long to hear the old story in a fresh way. Much like Rich was able to do, Andrew’s music has a way of transporting us up out of this life and giving us a glimpse of what is waiting for us on the other side – and it is a marvelous sight to see.

This quote is from the CD jacket of his latest album Resurrection Letters Volume II and I hope they bring you a sense of comfort and hope. If you have not yet heard of Andrew’s music, then this would be a good one to begin with.

He came back.

And that one intake of breath in the tomb changes everything. It changes the very reason I drew breath today and the way I move about in this world because I believe he’s coming back again. The world has gone on for more than two millennia since Jesus’ feet tread the earth he made. What would they have said back then if someone had told them that some two thousand years later we’d still be waiting? They would’ve thought back to that long Saturday and said, “Two thousand years will seem like a breath to you when you finally lay your crown at his feet. We don’t even remember what we were doing on that Saturday, but let me tell you about Sunday morning. Now that was something.”

These many years of waiting will only be a sentence in the story. This long day will come to an end, and I believe it will end in glory, when we will shine like suns and stride the green hills with those we love and the One who loves. We will look with our new eyes and speak with our new tongues and turn to each other and say, “Do you remember the waiting? The long years, the bitter pain, the gnawing doubt, the relentless ache?” And like Mary at the tomb, we will say: “I remember only the light, and the voice calling my name, and the overwhelming joy that the waiting is finally over.”

The stone will be rolled away for each of us. May we wait with faithful hearts.

~ Andrew Peterson

Buy the album Resurrection Letters Volume II at the following locations: Andrew Peterson’s Webstore, Amazon, iTunes