My sixteen-year old daughter is a junior at the high school where I teach. It has been a cool experience to have her there. The other day, the school’s chaplain, Fr. Scott, told me that when he hears the song “Heaven” by Live, he thinks of my daughter and me. Talk about a lump in the throat…
You don’t need no friends
Get back your faith again
You have the power to believe
Another dissident
Take back your evidence
It has no power to deceiveI’ll believe it when I see it, for myself
I don’t need no one to tell me about heaven
I look at my daughter, and I believe
I don’t need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sunset and I perceive