Living on a Prayer

While cooking dinner one night, I started singing the oh so famous guitar riff from Living on a Prayer.  Maliya instantly stopped playing and asked “what’s that song, Mommy?”  Maybe because I was singing like a crazy lady and she thought I had gone mad.  I told her it was a song by Bon Jovi, then played it for her.  We danced around the kitchen singing “owa owa, owa owa…” (That’s the sound of the electric guitar incase you couldn’t tell)  At this point, she realized I was playing the song off youtube and asked to see the video.  The video is rated G, it’s the band on stage rehearsing for a concert.  “How come they have long hair, Mommy?”  I told her it was their style back then.  Upon seeing a picture later that week of Bette Midler from the 70’s she asked “Is that Bon Jovi?”  No, Love…. I can see how she could be confused though.

bon jovi dance

I think this song could be the soundtrack to my life for the past couple of months.  If you’ve been around me, I’ve probably sought you out for prayer, thank you!  As the lyrics say, whoa we’re halfway there, whoa living on a prayer, that’s basically been my life.  I know some will challenge me and say, well, as a follower of Jesus, shouldn’t you constantly be in prayer?  Let’s save that for another day.

There have been many rough days in my recent past, a lot of “rescue me, Lord” type of prayers, and many one sentence prayers because that’s all I’ve been capable of.  As I’ve mentioned in a recent post, I’m glad that all our prayers are heard, no matter how long, short, loud, in praise or in sorrow.  I’ll elaborate more on this tomorrow in my final post of 2014.  For now, enjoy this Bon Jovi classic that we’ve been commanded to listen to on repeat in the car.

Song: Living on a Prayer
Artist: Bon Jovi
ECEmom Rating: G


Lyrics:
Once upon a time not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Union’s been on strike
He’s down on his luck…
It’s tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man,
She brings home her pay
For love, for love

She says, “We’ve gotta hold on to what we’ve got.
It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not.
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot.
For love we’ll give it a shot.”

[Chorus:]
Whoa, we’re half way there
Whoa, livin’ on a prayer
Take my hand and we’ll make it – I swear
Whoa, livin’ on a prayer

Tommy’s got his six string in hock
Now he’s holding in
What he used to make it talk
So tough, it’s tough

Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers,
“Baby, it’s okay, someday…

…We’ve gotta hold on to what we’ve got.
It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not.
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot.
For love we’ll give it a shot.”