We Are Winning...

Three times, today, I listened to this song...
three times, today, it made me cry
and filled me with hope
for the Kingdom of God
and for what can be
if I allow myself to dream,
and allow God to use me completely.

Today is the day I change the course of my life...

"We Are Winning"

Rival gangsters sit down to plan an after-school program
A religious fanatic posts footage of an interfaith service project
A group of teenage boys watches a video of a father playing catch with his son
An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples, fully clothed and smiling
A record executive records a demo of his apology
A policeman makes reverse 911 calls instructing residents to take to the streets
A patriot reports for duty
She's wearing an orange jumpsuit and holding a picket sign
She's ashamed of her birthplace
But retreat is not an option

Women and children
Frontline
Log on, Tune in
Stand and be counted
Wounded, Stationed
In the belly of the vulture
Watch your back
There's no civilians
Women children
Frontline, Listen
Consider this a distant early warning
The fires imminent
Pollution gathering dust particles
Funneling through smokestacks
Airwaves, Bandwidth
Disinformation tube fed
Check the label
Delete the virus
Alert the masses

Butterfly wing crosswinds send black hawks toward hurricane survivors
Roses sprout from empty lots and sidewalk cracks
Pacifist guerrillas move undetected through concrete jungles
New forms are beginning to take shape
Once-occupied minds are activating
People are waking up
The insurgency is alive and well

Rise of the FLOBOTS
Portrait of the new American insurgent
Rattle and shake the foundation of the world order
Assembly line consent
Resist, Refuse
Inform, Create
Direct loved ones to the trenches
Suit up
Forge rubble into fortresses
Plaster, Cloth
Aluminum
Broken porcelain
Rusted platinum
Burn bloodstains from decompressed diamonds
Hammer the battlecry into braille-studded armor

We are building up a new world
Do not sit idly by
Do not remain neutral
Do not rely on this broadcast alone
We are only as strong as our signal
There is a war going on for your mind
If you are thinking you are winning
Resistance is victory
Defeat is impossible
Your weapons are already in hand
Reach within you and find the means by which to gain your freedom
Fight with tools
Your fate and that of everyone you know depends on it

Rebel

"There is a WAR going on for your mind...
...but if you're thinking, then you're winning."

I have finally begun research for my thesis, and I'm getting really, really excited. I am making connections between different theories, and ideas are just exploding all over my head. Most exciting is the link I'm noticing between improving the quality of education in impoverished schools, and of the need for students and teachers to be involved in the community. Not only is that really good for my thesis (making connections is always a plus), its really similar to the way the Tampa Underground approaches church (not limiting church to a building, but actually going into communities with God's love), and is really a very Godly way to approach things. Even more so, the concept of a teacher as a facilitator rather than a dictator is also being explored, and this reminds me of the role that InterVarsity leaders play during Bible studies. This is really exciting. I don't know if I am making a whole lot of sense but... I'm excited. I feel like God has already been training me in these methods and theories I'm reading about. This is really cool.

Educational justice is coming...

:)

stand up!!

( This is the same band that does "Handlebars"-- the Flobots. I got this CD for my birthday, and it is FANTASTIC.)

We still don't understand thunder and lightning
Flash back to when we didn't fund the dam
Didn't fund the dam levee? No wonder man,
Now our whole damn city's torn asunder man
Under water but we still don't understand
We see hurricane spills overrun the land
Through gaps you couldn't fill with a 100 tons of sand

No we still don't understand
We've seen planes in the windows of buildings crumbled in
We've seen flames send the chills through London
And we've sent planes to kill them
And some of them were children
But still we crumbling the building

Underfunded but we still don't understand
Under God but we kill like the son of Sam
But if you feel like I feel like about the son of man
We will overcome...

So stand up.


-Flobots, "Stand Up!"