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Until You Came Along

A week ago, JJ Heller and Audrey Assad came to my church to perform for their Deeper/Heart Tour. Eight of our singles group members went to the concert. It was A-MAZING. 

I LOVE JJ Heller's music. Her songs are ones I can really relate to. Her famed What Love Really Means and Your Hands were the first to draw me in. Then, I heard Until You Came Along. It's a song on their When I'm with You album (2010).

Before JJ and her husband, Dave, finished off their set, they asked if anyone had a song they'd been waiting to hear. Not being one to miss an opportunity, I yelled (literally, mind you), "YES! UNTIL YOU CAME ALONG!" Dave talked JJ into doing it instead of another they'd planned (Yea, me!!). I later found out from Dave that it is his fave song on that album which is also very cool! 

To me, the song is about how when you let God into your life, you finally see what you'd always been missing. He makes all things new. He fills up the empty spots. He heals the old wounds and shines His light into the darkness. He replaces old lies with His Truth. He keeps His promises. And He loves us like no one else ever can or will. He pursues us and wooes us to Him. I had no idea how much better life could be until He came along...



I tried to live this life on my own
But emptiness was beating down the door
Yeah I rose up like a flood
Until my dying days were done
They are no more

Nothing makes sense without you
It's like waking up in the dark
I didn't have a song
Until you came along

Falling in love with you was easy
You were always meant to have my heart
I was broken all to pieces
You were there to be the missing part

Nothing makes sense without you
It's like waking up in the dark
I didn't have a song
Until you came...

And I never wanna go back
To the way things were before
You saved me and you made me yours

Now nothing makes sense without you
It's like waking up in the dark
I didn't have a song
Until you came along

Now nothing makes sense without you
It's like waking up in the dark
I didn't have a song
Until you came along

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