It should already be fairly obvious that a large segment of the poulation worships Thomas Kinkade, the self-proclaimed Painter of Light. So finding an actual song of adoration written to him shouldn’t be all that surprising. On the other hand, when it turns out to be a song believed by many people to be about God, that realization can come as a bit of a shock.
So, without further ado, here are the lyrics to the culprit:
Father of Lights
Father of lights, You delight in Your children
Father of lights, You delight in Your children
Every good and perfect gift comes from You
Every good and perfect gift comes from You
Every good and perfect gift comes from You
Father of lights
Father of lights, You never change
You have no turning
Father of lights, You never change
You have no turning
First, and this is probably why it was mistaken for a standard Christian worship song, is that it actually only contains about three minuscule thoughts, each stated rather simply and then repeated as many times as it takes for one’s head to explode from an overdose of incessantness. However, there’s one other thing this repetition brings to mind… possibly Kinkade’s subject matter?
Beyond that, though, let’s take a look at the lyrics themselves.
Father of lights, You delight in Your children
Obviously, Father of lights is just a more adoring version of his usual title, and one can safely assume he appreciates his daughters, especially since he likes to include them in his paintings.
Every good and perfect gift comes from You
This seems to be the consensus, judging by the content of most Christian book stores.
And finally…
Father of lights, You never change
You have no turning
Well, anyone who’s ever seen more than two of his flower-encrusted villages can attest to this fact.
Who’s Thomas Kinkade?
Probably the most commercially successful painter of all time. Try doing a Google image search for him and see how long you can last before you’re bored to death. On second thought, you should probably stop before you die…
Thomas Kinkade was a member of a secret society called the “Kinkadenites.” He founded the society himself after reading the teachings of the Knights of the Small Cottage (a group of knitting moms from Fargo, North Dakota). Since that time he has been infusing self-promotions into his works of art. You’ll notice that every lighthouse he paints looks strangely aloof and ridiculously wealthy, just like the painter himself…
That’s awesome, except I just bought one for my mom last Christmas, so I’m part of the problem. I think it was a photocopy though. Father of Reproduced Light.