victoria elizabeth, but most people on the interwebs call me liz. 30, catholic, fiscally-conservative libertarian politically apathetic. nerdfighter. fangirl extraordinaire. belligerent fatty and supporter of fat acceptance and haes. currently in possession of two bachelor's degrees and pursuing a master's degree in media studies at texas a&m university. (gig 'em!) check out my portfolio/blog thing. former air force brat currently residing in texas and still waiting for that "finally made it home" feeling.
fandoms which pop up with some degree of regularity include (in no particular order): marvel cinematic universe (especially captain america), doctor who, elementary, ncis/ncis:los angeles, white collar, haven, warehouse 13, hannibal, sleepy hollow, castle, the vampire diaries, parks and rec, new girl, once upon a time, suits, & various others.
"Music brought me through tough times. We wanted to be that band for someone else. To bring a song of hope to people around the world."
Jon Foreman, lead singer of Switchfoot
You are that band for me, and I know from speaking to fellow SF concert-goers that you are that band for many others. I genuinely do not know where I would be as a person without the music of Switchfoot/Jon’s solo stuff. So, you know, thanks.
Somehow, all the songs I write to others, I ended up singing to myself sooner or later. This is no different and I end up with the question, “who will it be?” This song is a sister of “I Dare You To Move.” Both songs are really driving at the same point: if God’s redemptive movement is at work around us, we are called to respond. Indeed, whether we act or not, we have made a response either way.
‘Grace is high AND low.’ The simplicity of that truth always speaks to me. This is the nature of God’s grace. This is found in the highs and the lows – on the peaks and in the valleys. This truth is so difficult to accept in it’s entirety: that fools like us have been ‘given innocence again.’
This is actually one of my favorite SF songs. It’s a song that asks big questions and gives big answers - “who are you gonna be? / when you’re on your knees, who do you believe?” and that “grace is high and low” - that God is in the highest and the lowest moments in your life.
"You want to know the meaning of life? This is your highest calling: You are called into the dynamic co-creation of the cosmos. This breath is your canvas and your brush. These are the raw materials for your art, for the life you are making. Nothing is off limits. Your backyard, your piano, your paintbrush, your conversation, Rwanda, New Orleans, Iraq, your marriage, your soul. You’re making a living with every step you take. So when you make a living, do not merely make money. Why settle for cash when joy is on the line? You feel a thrill when you dance, when you sing, when you finish your poem; even when you sweep the room you see order pressing back against the chaos. So when you create, never settle for making a living — at least not the way that the world might define that phrase. When you make a living, you are speaking a new world into existence. You are creating grace within the confines, you are co-signing God’s blank checks."
"I would like to re-appropriate the phrase “making a living” to mean something larger than accumulating net worth in an online bank account. I’d like to suggest that ATM receipts and mortgage payments have very little to do with living or life or making life worth living. In my personal struggle to make a living, I’ve found that true success has very little to do with income or comfort. In fact, it seems to me that inconvenience, hardship and discomfort are my best teachers. It’s as though these horrible, wonderful moments where I realize my own limitations are almost exclusively the only ones that matter. So when I’m brave enough, I chase these awkward moments down. I write songs about them. I put my scattered thoughts online. Heck, I even seek therapy from time to time. Love, dreams, confessions, God, women — these are dreadful, awe-inspiring mysteries to me. They put a funny taste in my mouth. They give me scrapes and scars. And stories."
Can I just say in addition to my usual THIS MAN IS FLAWLESS, that I love him so much for casually throwing in “heck, I even seek therapy from time to time” like it’s no big thing, because we need to destigmatize mental health issues and need to encourage society to come to a place where one can say in a casual way that they’ve sought therapy or taken anti-depressants or whatever and not feel fear or shame.
This is a song about a dream bigger than myself. I’m convinced that both of my grandparents, who fought for this country, fought for bigger dreams than anything you can sell me. Yes, I am proud of America, I’m proud to be an American. And I’m proud that that dream is bigger than racism, is bigger than materialism, is bigger than the black, white, red, and blue thinking. I know it’s politics season. This is a song that’s not political in that sense. This is a song about the politics of the heart. I believe the American Dream’s gotten so small. I wanna see it exploded. I wanna see the American Dream larger than America.
Jon Foreman, on the song “American Dream”
So basically I love everything that comes out of Jon Foreman’s mouth.
"Only in humility can we begin to find the beauty in everything. Do you have the barefaced wonder to drift outside the lines? If you dare, you could rise up to be the shameless architect of the unknown, charting new ground that the critics will never know. For the rest of the crowd, there’s safety in numbers. But for you- you and your brave soul, there are no guilty pleasures. Just pleasures."
"The storms of this life shatter our plans. They tear through our world and destroy our hopes and dreams. They ruin sunny days, flatten the structures we depend on, and shock our world views. Hello Hurricane is an attempt to sing into the storm. Hello Hurricane is a declaration: you can’t silence my love. My plans will fail, the storms of this life will come, and chaos will disrupt even my best intentions, but my love will not be destroyed. Beneath the sound and the fury there is a deeper order still - deeper than life itself. An order that cannot be shaken by the storms of this life. There is a love stronger than the chaos, running underneath us - beckoning us to go below the skin-deep externals, beyond the wind, even into the eye of the storm. Hello Hurricane, you’re not enough - you can’t silence my love."
— Jon Foreman, on the Switchfoot album “Hello Hurricane”
"Physics tells us that everything on this planet will fail us eventually. Trust someone, fall in love: your scars will tell the same story. Entropy, pain, beauty, love, hope… mix them together and call it living."
"This dragon of despair burns down all that I hold dear. I begin to sink deeper and deeper into depression and apathy. Why bother? It’s a serious question. Why get up? Why make the bed? Why fight for anything at all? Because there is still hope yet! Because the dragon just might have a weakness. Because your heroes are uninformed enough to think they might have a chance. The fat lady hasn’t sung. The concrete has not set yet. There is still time. Yes, this planet is wrought with horrors and pain and heartache, but there is beauty still. The dark horses are still running."