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Kevin McCullough


NextImg:From Wish Lists to Heaven’s Gates

From Wish Lists to Heaven’s Gates

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Every once in a while, pop culture stumbles into something beautiful—something that hints at the deeper longings we all share. Taylor Swift’s “Wi$h Li$t” might be one of those moments. For all the ink spilled about her romances, reinventions, and record-breaking tours, it’s the simple humanity in these new lyrics that’s catching people’s attention: “Have a couple kids, got the whole block looking like you… Boss up, settle down, got a wish list.”

In an era when the concept of marriage and family is often treated as either outdated or burdensome, Taylor’s words sound almost radical. There’s a wistfulness—a yearning—for something steady, lasting, and warm. For the first time in a long time, one of the most influential women on the planet is singing about wanting the very things our grandparents prayed for: love, kids, a driveway with a basketball hoop, and a neighborhood that feels like home.

For a generation that’s been told “you do you” is the highest moral calling, it’s a tender reminder that fulfillment often looks more like us than me. And it’s no small thing. Millions of young women and men follow every move Taylor makes. When she normalizes the dream of marriage, family, and children—not as a retreat from ambition but as an extension of it—she gives permission to want what the human heart has always wanted: belonging, legacy, and love that endures.

Charlie Kirk and others on the cultural right have long pleaded with America’s biggest influencers to promote these traditional ideals rather than the nihilism that dominates so much of modern pop music. For once, they can take some solace: Taylor Swift may have just penned a love letter to domestic life.

But as moving as that is—and I do find it moving—there’s another song that takes this longing one step further. Brandon Lake’s “Me and My Home” doesn’t stop at the white-picket-fence dream; it lifts our gaze beyond the picket fence entirely. He sings, “I just can’t wait to see the day / A line of saints with my last name… To greet my kids at Heaven’s gates.”

That’s a different kind of family vision. It’s not merely about who gathers around your dinner table today—it’s about who will greet you at eternity’s table tomorrow. Lake’s imagery isn’t of kids playing in the yard; it’s of sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, all reunited under the covering of divine grace. “Our bloodline covered by Your blood.”

What a line. It reframes everything Taylor is dreaming about. Her lyrics celebrate the visible—the laughter, the basketball hoop, the joy of belonging. Lake’s lyrics celebrate the invisible—the eternal family bound not by DNA alone, but by redemption itself. Together, they form a full picture of what the human heart aches for: love that begins in the home and culminates in Heaven.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting what Taylor wants. God Himself designed the beauty of marriage and family, the ordinary miracles of morning coffee and bedtime stories. But if those things are merely the destination, we’ll find ourselves restless. Because even the most picture-perfect family photo eventually fades. The real question—the one Brandon Lake’s song answers—is what happens next?

When the driveway’s empty and the kids are grown, when the laughter fades into memory, will the people we love most meet us again in eternity? That’s the heart of Lake’s lyric, and it gives meaning to everything that came before it. Family, after all, was God’s idea first. And His idea was never limited to this lifetime.

So yes, let Taylor Swift dream about love and babies and a neighborhood that “looks like you.” Let every young couple believe that building a home still matters. But let’s not forget the deeper promise—that our greatest homecoming is yet to come. The real wish list is not found on a pop chart; it’s written on eternal hearts that long to sing together forevermore.

Maybe that’s the secret thread connecting the two songs: one builds the house, the other points to Heaven. And when both come together, that’s not just good music—that’s hope.

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