Before continuing, please watch this music video, it is absolutely magnificent.

Now, watch it again. Seriously, you owe it to yourself. You have most definitely heard the song before, but the music video was lost on most of us growing up.

Aside from Doug McDermott’s turnaround baseline jumper, it is the most marvelous thing that I have had the pleasure of witnessing in my time at Creighton. So how did I come across this artistic masterpiece? As I hopped from station-to-station on my drive back to Omaha last weekend, I was reminded of this fine melody’s raw power.

Winner of the 2000 Grammy for Best Rock Song, Creed’s (little to do with the best office character) With Arms Wide Open has largely been forgotten by the majority of crybaby millenials that I have chatted with. It is the type of song that you know you recognize but may not listen to on a consistent basis, if at all. With Arms Wide Open was temporarily revived by a Jimmy Fallon parody performance in 2011 in which Fallon describes the process of exchanging unwanted gifts in his interpretation of the entrancing voice that belongs to Scott Stapp.

The song faded back into obscurity shortly thereafter, only to be kept alive on a smaller scale by obscure rock and roll stations in the rural Midwest (my only frame of reference). It had never occurred to me to check out the music video until recently.

Needless to say, it was a life-altering experience. I now have it bookmarked on Google Chrome, Firefox, and Safari. I even downloaded Internet Explorer just in case my modern-day browsers crash and I need to satisfy my Creed fix. My browsing history is embarrassing only if you believe that looping the video for hours on end is socially unacceptable.

Stapp wrote the song about the apprehension and excitement he felt after he found out he was going to be a father. He was raised in a strict Christian household, and did not want his first son to grow up questioning himself and his faith. (Source) Stapp’s lyrics reflect the profound emotions associated with fatherhood, and the music video was made during the MTV-era in which dancing in a color-changing box was neither adequate, meaningful, nor doable due to technological constraints.

CGI was in its infancy, as evidenced by the clipart-looking asteroids that fall out of the sky, but that does not make the video any less awe-inspiring. You have a cast-iron bell crashing through the floor, gorgeous mountainous terrain along the ocean, and a reverse-baptism in a bubbling pool of what I can only imagine to be Michael Jordan’s secret stuff.


There is no way something so unequivocally astonishing is produced without the help of an otherworldly substance.

So if you believe in the remarkable, watch this music video, and watch it often. Show your friends and your family. Show a stranger who looks down on their luck—it will make their day. If nothing else, it will unite us in the nostalgia that is late 1990’s/early 2000’s post-grunge music. Come along with me on this journey, and I’ll show you love, I’ll show you everything… with ahrms whide ohpehn.