05/06/2024
โ๐๐ฎ๐ฉ๐โ
Iโve been trying to draw this picture since last year when the image first popped into my mind. I tried painting it first, but I didnโt feel like continuing for some reason. Many months have flown by and I still have the unfinished painting in my room (see the comment section).
Then when Munimuni released their latest album ๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ๐ข last month with a song called โTupaโ, I felt prompted to return to it again.
Two days later, I made a second attempt, this time drawing it as simple as possibleโno colors, no fancy background, no theatrics, just the image of a of a lamb sleeping in its shepherdโs hands.
Despite the fact that โTupaโ was the last song in the album, it felt like a fresh start. The intensity of the previous tracks were finally softening into a moment of entering a period of rest after fighting a long and hard battle.
The song begins in the most mellow way with the most solemn words:
๐๐ฌ๐ข๐ธ ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฃ๐ช๐จ๐ข๐บ
๐๐ฌ๐ข๐ธ ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฉ๐ข๐บ
๐๐ข ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฉ๐ข๐บ
๐๐ข๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏโฆ
and immediately I knew this song was an ode to God.
I guess this is why I treasure this band so much. More than the music itself, I saw most of their songs as honest reflections of a personโs journey in faith, without denying the reality of grief, fear, confusion, and anger which we oftentimes wrestle with.
โTupaโ came at a time when I was feeling overwhelmed and I kept asking God โLord hindi ka pa ba napapagod saโkin? Kasi ako napapagod na sa sarili ko.โ I had forgotten that there was a safe place to fall into when I am burned out by the pressures of life.
๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ญ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ
๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ'๐บ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ
๐๐ข๐ธ๐ข'๐บ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ
๐๐ข'๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐จ
Once again itโs time to listen again to the simplicity of His voice, to trace my footsteps to the rhythm of His heartbeat, and let His grace become the lullaby that leads my soul back to rest.