To Live Is to Love
To Live is to Love By Graham Craycraft You would rarely hear the name Townes Van Zandt and think “Christian” or perhaps if you did you would be conjuring in your mind a man in desperate need of Christ. Van Zandt lived a life of booze and ramblin’ and tragically passed away from a serious hip fracture coupled with his alcoholism. You could say, however, that life killed Van Zandt. He just couldn’t leave behind his demons- something that is tragically and beautifully expressed in his songwriting. He lived a public, if not exaggerated, version of us all. Van Zandt’s song “To Live Is to Fly” contains the lyrics “living’s mostly wasting time/and I’ll waste my share of mine/ but it never feels too good, so let’s don’t take too long.” Living, for most of us, does seem to be just wasting time. Little moments that seem to amount to nothing. Even the grand moments of life are fleeting. The Psalmist laments “Man is but a breath/ his days are like a passing shadow.” We are loath to think that...