What is Ag on the periodic table?
hint: silver
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“What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?” Mark 8:36
Let it be known that I am really enjoying medical school because this song might make you think otherwise.
I find it terribly ironic that the more I study the body and human nature, the more I feel out of touch with what it means to be human. In many ways, medical school has brought out the best in me. I look at myself and see someone that’s discplined, intelligent, talented, and capable. But I also see someone that doesn’t call her parents regularly, forgets her friend’s birthday, constantly thinks of herself, and struggles to cry with those who cry.
Is success so precious that I need to throw away pieces of myself just to feel like I belong? Am I forever destined to chase after accolades and prestige and never feel like it’s enough? Does an exam measure my knowledge or does it measure my worth?
Is this all I’m meant for?
I’ve always hated that Ag is silver and not gold on the periodic table... mostly because I’m deeply terrified that I’m forver destined to be second and never first. But I’ve learned from years of striving after perfection in high school, college, and now medical school that perfection is unobtainable, an Ivy League degree means nothing in heaven, and that there are so many people who cherish and delight in rusty pieces of silver.
Lately, the more I learn about humanity, the more human I feel. I see all of my flaws, sin patterns, and need for something (Someone!!!) outside myself. The more I learn about humanity, the more I see the beauty of the Creator. How intelligent must He be to have created such complex beings? How beautiful and loving must He be if we are made in His image?
Dear friend, you are more precious than gold. And I hope that in your humanity, in your shortcomings, in your moments of need, you look upon the face of the Lord and see that His eyes- full of love and grace- are already looking at you.
[MARK IT IN YOUR CALENDARS. ALBUM OUT 09.20.24]
S.D.G.
-g
hint: silver
listen on spotify
listen on apple music
listen on youtube
“What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?” Mark 8:36
Let it be known that I am really enjoying medical school because this song might make you think otherwise.
I find it terribly ironic that the more I study the body and human nature, the more I feel out of touch with what it means to be human. In many ways, medical school has brought out the best in me. I look at myself and see someone that’s discplined, intelligent, talented, and capable. But I also see someone that doesn’t call her parents regularly, forgets her friend’s birthday, constantly thinks of herself, and struggles to cry with those who cry.
Is success so precious that I need to throw away pieces of myself just to feel like I belong? Am I forever destined to chase after accolades and prestige and never feel like it’s enough? Does an exam measure my knowledge or does it measure my worth?
Is this all I’m meant for?
I’ve always hated that Ag is silver and not gold on the periodic table... mostly because I’m deeply terrified that I’m forver destined to be second and never first. But I’ve learned from years of striving after perfection in high school, college, and now medical school that perfection is unobtainable, an Ivy League degree means nothing in heaven, and that there are so many people who cherish and delight in rusty pieces of silver.
Lately, the more I learn about humanity, the more human I feel. I see all of my flaws, sin patterns, and need for something (Someone!!!) outside myself. The more I learn about humanity, the more I see the beauty of the Creator. How intelligent must He be to have created such complex beings? How beautiful and loving must He be if we are made in His image?
Dear friend, you are more precious than gold. And I hope that in your humanity, in your shortcomings, in your moments of need, you look upon the face of the Lord and see that His eyes- full of love and grace- are already looking at you.
[MARK IT IN YOUR CALENDARS. ALBUM OUT 09.20.24]
S.D.G.
-g
lyrics:
They tell me to say,
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
But I don’t feel sorry,
I feel nothing at all.
Faceless and nameless
It’s all for science
We ripped out the heart
and now mine is also gone
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
What the hell am I doing here?
I sold my soul and threw away my life
Now I’m trapped by dollar signs
and my own damn pride
To be the best,
I became my worst
And all the gold in the world can’t replace,
Precious silver, now rusted tin,
do I really want this?
Put on a smile,
shrug on your coat,
show them you care though you feel nothing at all
Put on a mask,
you belong here
But I’m lost in the crowd and I can’t seem to find myself
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
What the hell am I doing here?
I sold my soul and threw away my life
Now I’m trapped by dollar signs
and my own damn pride
To be the best,
I became my worst
In people’s eyes, I’ve finally struck gold.
But precious silver, where’d she go?
I laid out all of these plans,
I gave up my youth for it.
I burned down bridges, lost friends, missed my family all of this.
I sacrificed myself on the altar of success.
The choice was mine, I guess I wanted this.
But I’d give it all up to be silver again.
Lovely silver is handed down,
Cared and polished by those around.
Darling silver, there’s no need for gold.
You’re so precious on your own.
You’re so precious on your own.
Rusty silver, there’s no need for gold.
You’re so precious on your own.
written/recorded/produced/mixed/mastered by your favorite rusty silver
They tell me to say,
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
But I don’t feel sorry,
I feel nothing at all.
Faceless and nameless
It’s all for science
We ripped out the heart
and now mine is also gone
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
What the hell am I doing here?
I sold my soul and threw away my life
Now I’m trapped by dollar signs
and my own damn pride
To be the best,
I became my worst
And all the gold in the world can’t replace,
Precious silver, now rusted tin,
do I really want this?
Put on a smile,
shrug on your coat,
show them you care though you feel nothing at all
Put on a mask,
you belong here
But I’m lost in the crowd and I can’t seem to find myself
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
Am I silver still?
What the hell am I doing here?
I sold my soul and threw away my life
Now I’m trapped by dollar signs
and my own damn pride
To be the best,
I became my worst
In people’s eyes, I’ve finally struck gold.
But precious silver, where’d she go?
I laid out all of these plans,
I gave up my youth for it.
I burned down bridges, lost friends, missed my family all of this.
I sacrificed myself on the altar of success.
The choice was mine, I guess I wanted this.
But I’d give it all up to be silver again.
Lovely silver is handed down,
Cared and polished by those around.
Darling silver, there’s no need for gold.
You’re so precious on your own.
You’re so precious on your own.
Rusty silver, there’s no need for gold.
You’re so precious on your own.
written/recorded/produced/mixed/mastered by your favorite rusty silver