A few weeks ago Ben and I both noted that Jesus was again bringing us back to the gentle side of his character. It can be easy to be focused on obedience, working hard, and the cost of discipleship that the love and compassion of Jesus is neglected.

The way that Jesus reminded us of his whole character was a story in Luke 7 when a prostitute comes and weeps at Jesus’ feet. In a grand reversal, she is the hero of the story and the Pharisee is left as a outsider looking on as she receives peace and forgiveness. She did not offer Jesus anything but brokenness, and Jesus receives her and displays her as the example of truly great love.

Now Jesus is bringing back to that place. Brokenness but joy. Falling at his feet and knowing that there I find peace. To stop rushing around and spend time to offer nothing but myself, and at his feet I know I will find grace.

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The harlot says, “I must go.“ So she carries her shame and sorrow. So afraid, they will know. But she cannot face tomorrow.

And She falls at the feet of Jesus. Ashamed, she does speak. And her tears, they fall on the feet of Jesus. And there she is met by grace.

“What disgrace” Says the Pharisee “For no prophet would go near her. “Then Jesus speaks, “listen to me.” “Her love, is so much greater.”

And she falls at the feet of Jesus. Ashamed, she does not speak. And her tears, they fall on the feet of Jesus. And there she’s met by grace.

“So Simon, Don’t you see? She knows her sin’s condemning. But now I forgive, and now she’s free. My daughter, go in peace.“

She falls at the feet of jesus. Ashamed, she does not speak. And her tears, they fall on the feet of Jesus. And there she is met by grace.

Oh father, Forgive me. When I lose sight of your mercy. And now, I return, I know that you are for me.

And I fall at the feet of Jesus, My shame gone, I will sing, and My tears fall on the feet of Jesus, Thankful, I’m saved by grace.


Guitar and Vocals: Ben Pineda.

Lyrics and attempted background vocals: JD Hull


The Son, My Sun

At The Feet Of Jesus

Oh Lord my shepherd,
spit in my eyes.
‘Cause all I see are trees walking away from me.

Some say that you’re a prophet.
Some say a wise and good man.
But I need more than a sage,
On my dark and lonesome days.
     My dark and lonesome days

Oh Lord my shepherd,
spit in my eyes
‘Cause all I see are trees talking away from me

Oh son of David,
     I need your healing touch.
Tell my plain just who you are,
     and what you’ve done for us
          Yes, Lord, what you’ve done for us.

Oh Lord my shepherd,
Spit in my eyes
‘Cause all I see are trees walking away from me.

Now I see the wicked gain their lives
     while I’m working to lose mine
Will I really gain my soul,
     By carrying my cross?
          Oh, carrying my cross.

Oh Lord my shepherd,
Spit in my eyes
‘Cause I see are trees walking away from me.

Oh son of man,
 Come in glorious display,
Be not ashamed of me on that fateful day
     On that fateful day.

For now I know just who you are,
You've opened my eyes,
and made clear to me,
and in all of my questions,
now at least I’m free,
at least now I can see





Spit In My Eyes

Chorus and musical arrangement by original writer
Verse writing by JD*
*except for the use of "grave" rather than "great" in the last verse, that genius belongs to Ben.

Guitar and Lead Vocals - Ben
Backup and Harmonica - JD

A song for all the confused. We are in good company. 

"Farther Along, we’ll know all about it.
Farther along, we’ll understand why.
Cheer up my brothers, live in the sunshine
We’ll understand it, all by and by

Ole' Abraham, went over yonder
God asked for his child, his only son
his hand was stayed, the Lord had provided
A ram in a thicket, and a promise to come

Farther Along, we’ll know all about it.
Farther along, we’ll understand why.
Cheer up my brothers, live in the sunshine
We’ll understand it, all by and by

Four hundred years, and Joseph forgotten
the people were suffering, under Pharaoh’s strong hand
But God heard his people, and sent them a shepherd
God showed his glory, set his people free

Farther Along, we’ll know all about it.
Farther along, we’ll understand why.
Cheer up my brothers, live in the sunshine
We’ll understand it, all by and by

There they saw Jesus, dead on a cross,
They came to the tomb, tears still in their eyes
Then they saw Jesus, their savior had risen
Friday’s grave sorrow, was gone that third day.

Farther Along, we’ll know all about it.
Farther along, we’ll understand why.
Cheer up my brothers, live in the sunshine
We’ll understand it, all by and by"

The Kuajokers