Hey Jacob,
I just listened to your new song, My Love It Comes Easy, and managed to restrain my tears all the way up until you started singing. It's a beautiful song, man, and I loved it. I've always known how talented and passionate you are, but for some reason it all hit me at the same time when you began to sing:
"Son you are always with me till the end.
A Father's love will not be bounded by your sin.
So when you come to yourself,
What once was lost will soon be found.
Call home, I need your voice to fill this vacant space.
Come home, my heart it aches and longs for your embrace.
You're always with me,
My love it comes so easy."
Why did your song impact me so much? Was it the quality of your voice, or the truth of your lyrics, or the beauty of the music behind them, or some combination of all three? Perhaps, but that explanation feels hollow to my heart. No, above and beyond everything tangible about your song, what moved me to tears was the simple remembrance that there is someone else out there as enraptured by grace as I, the simple promise that understanding is but a step from being understood, the simple hope that I am never so alone as I feel.
You sing, I suspect, for the same reason that I write — to capture, as in crystal, some sliver of love, beauty, life, and light — and once captured, to hold your treasure aloft as you stumble through life, asking of all whom you see, "And you too? Do you also love this as much as I?"
I do, man, I really do. I don't know what it is, but I love and live by it.
I miss you, Jake, and look forward to hearing more songs in the future.
Your Brother,
Jeffrey Roderick
