I’m a situational fan of so-called contemporary or progressive Christian music. I don’t go looking for it on the radio, but if I hear a song I like, I won’t put it down because it’s not my usual style of music.
English singer Natasha Bedingfield is a pop musician. But her song Peace of Me speaks to several themes that are standard in the Christian/Gospel music: it speaks of loss, disappointment, a sense that something in our lives is “missing”… until some healing (redemptive) force comes along that provides hope and eventually makes us whole.
From what I know, Bedingfiled probably wasn’t looking to make a “religious” song when she penned Peace of Me. But I’ve found it inspirational nonetheless.
Take a listen to these lyrics. Perhaps you’ll be inspired too.
Peace Of Me
by Natasha Bedingfield
Standing still but still moving
Lying down but not resting
Breathing air, suffocating
All the while, I’m debating
Life was never what I thought
Never what I wanted it to be
Had a plan, couldn’t follow
Had a dream, it was hollow
Everywhere felt like nowhere
Everything was so boring
Life was never what I wanted
Never what I thought
Until you came and turned it all around
Oh, you found the peace of me
It was missing; it was broken
You put soul into it
Oh, you found the whole of me
I was empty, now I’m better
All my peace is back together
Restless ways for a living
Fitting in ’cause I was driven
Saying yes when I meant no
Holding on, should’ve let go
I was scattered all around
Left shattered on the ground
You picked me up
All I wanted was a little bit of hope
Couldn’t find it
You showed me something
That I never knew I owned
You put a light to it
Oh, you found the peace of me
It was missing; it was broken
You put soul into it
Oh, you found the whole of me
I was empty, now I’m better
‘Cause you pieced me back together
What a life, always tried
What a life, lived without you
Don’t leave me, and I won’t
Fall apart, I won’t leave you
And it’s cold and I’m blind
And I would and it feels good
What a waste on my mind
Everytime, all the time
Oh, you found the whole of me
It was missing; it was broken
You put it back together
Oh, you found the whole of me
I was empty, now I’m better
‘Cause you pieced me back together
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