I spoke the words, but never gave a thought to what they all could mean.

It's not often that a single line in a song affects me as much as this one.

It's a strange feeling.

I never thought about how much I do that. Speak, without giving thought to the meaning of the words. Most often, it's something as simple as an "I'm sorry" or a seemingly insignificant little white lie. Sometimes I don't think about the effect that my words (could) have on someone.

But, perhaps most hauntingly, I'm realizing that this describes my faith, my prayers, and sometimes my beliefs. How often I'll sing along with a song, not giving real thought to the lyrics I'm singing. Or say a brief prayer, without giving thought to what it really is that I'm saying. Sometimes prayers for other people are really prayers for myself, selfish prayers. Lately, during my quiet time, I've been praying that God would reveal Himself to me, but the words feel empty. There is no feeling behind them. I don't think I really want God to reveal Himself to me, because in that revelation, I will have to take a closer look at myself and see that I'm really not living the way that I say that I want to. That makes me a liar, and a hypocrite.

Who wants to actually believe that about themselves? I'd much rather live in my little bubble of (un)blissful ignorance. Perhaps a self-imposed ignorance?