Thank Someone....

This song makes me smile. Really conveys a sense of peace. It's going to be alright.

Thank you, Jesus.

Don't You Want To Thank Someone - Andrew Peterson

 Can't you feel it in your bones
 Something isn't right here
 Something that you've always known
 But you don't know why

 'Cause every time the sun goes down
 We face another night here
 Waiting for the world to spin around
 Just to survive

 But when you see the morning sun
 Burning through a silver mist
 Don't you want to thank someone?
 Don't you want to thank someone for this?

 Have you ever wondered why
 In spite of all that's wrong here
 There's still so much that goes so right
 And beauty abounds?

 'Cause sometimes when you walk outside
 The air is full of song here
 The thunder rolls and the baby sighs
 And the rain comes down

 And when you see the spring has come
 And it warms you like a mother's kiss

 Don't you want to thank someone?
 Don't you want to thank someone for this?

 I used to be a little boy
 As golden as a sunrise
 Breaking over Illinois
 When the corn was tall

 Yeah, but every little boy grows up
 And he's haunted by the heart that died
 Longing for the world that was
 Before the Fall

 Oh, but then forgiveness comes
 A grace that I cannot resist
 And I just want to thank someone
 I just want to thank someone for this

 Now I can see the world is charged
 It's glimmering with promises
 Written in a script of stars
 Dripping from prophets' lips

 But still, my thirst is never slaked
 I am hounded by a restlessness
 I am eaten by this endless ache
 But still I will give thanks for this

 'Cause I can see it in the seas of wheat
 I can feel it when the horses run
 It's howling in the snowy peaks
 It's blazing in the midnight sun

 Just behind a veil of wind
 A million angels waiting in the wings
 A swirling storm of cherubim
 Making ready for the Reckoning

 Oh, how long, how long?
 Oh, sing on, sing on

 And when the world is new again
 And the children of the King
 Are ancient in their youth again
 Maybe it's a better thing

 A better thing
 To be more than merely innocent
 But to be broken then redeemed by love
 Maybe this old world is bent

 But it's waking up
 And I'm waking up

 'Cause I can hear the voice of one
 He's crying in the wilderness
 "Make ready for the Kingdom Come"
 Don't you want to thank someone for this?

 Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
 Hallalujah! Hallelujah!

 Come back soon
 Come back soon

I'm 45 for a moment....

 

100 Years - Five for Fighting

I'm fifteen for a moment
Caught in between ten and twenty
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

I'm twenty two for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars

Fifteen there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
Fifteen, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got a hundred years to live

I'm thirty three for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm of age
A kid on the way
A family on my mind

I'm forty five for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life

Fifteen there's still time for you
Time to buy, time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
Fifteen I'm all right with you
Fifteen, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got a hundred years to live

Half time goes by
Suddenly you're wise
Another blink of an eye
Sixty seven is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on

I'm ninety nine for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

Fifteen there's still time for you
Twenty two I feel her too
Thirty three you're on your way

Every day's a new day

Fifteen there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey fifteen, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got a hundred years to live

The Legacy of a Raggamuffin....

All I can say is.....

I CAN"T WAIT!!!

 

I would rather live on the verge of falling and let my security be in the all sufficiency of the grace of God, than to live in some kind of pietistic illusion of moral excellence, not that I don’t want to be morally excellent. But my faith isn’t in the idea that I’m more moral than anybody else, my faith is in the idea that God and His love are greater than whatever sins that any of us commit.
–Rich Mullins

That Guy....

In light of last weeks events, how does this make you feel?
Matthew 5:
⁴³ “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ ⁴⁴ But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, ⁴⁵ that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. ⁴⁶ If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? ⁴⁷ And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? ⁴⁸ Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

That Guy - Andy Gullahorn

He scoped out the market
All the women and kids
With so many distractions
Nobody noticed him
Nobody noticed him

He had a jacket a size too big
A skullcap on his head
And a couple of homemade bombs
He duct taped them to his chest
He taped them to his chest

God loves that guy
God loves that guy

He followed his heart
To a co-worker’s bed
He could have salvaged his marriage with kids
But he chose to leave instead
He chose to leave

He thought it was love
But it was just a mirage
So he sits in his idling car
Parked in a closed garage
Inside a closed garage

God loves that guy
God loves that guy

Me on the other hand I can write somebody off
Like the last check for a student loan

I can love when it’s convenient
But it’s not always convenient
It’s not always the easy road

I want to look past the outside to the well-meaning heart
To the good they forgot that they had

Teach me to love, teach me to love
Teach me to love like that

He messed up again
Wanted to disappear
But he can’t ‘cause he’s easy to find
I see him in the mirror
I see him in the mirror

God loves that guy
God loves that guy
Teach me to love, teach me to love
Teach me to love like that

Easter is for me and my plank-eyed soul.

Easter - Raspberry Jam (Opening poem by George Herbert, 1633)

Rise, heart, thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise
Without delays,
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With Him may'st rise:
That, as His death calcined thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and, much more, just.

Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part
With all thy art,
The Cross taught all wood to resound His name
Who bore the same.
His stretched sinews taught all strings what key
Is best to celebrate this most high day.

Consort, both heart and lute, and twist a song
Pleasant and long;
Or, since all music is but three parts vied
And multiplied
Oh let thy blessed Spirit bear a part,
And make up our defects with His sweet art.
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A frustrated brow
From the lies you create

To deceive yourself
To deceive your soul

And somehow you rewrote His words
To make yourself whole
To make yourself whole

She whispers "Support" and I scream "Judgment!"
You see Easter is for me and my plank-eyed soul

Frustrated is your mind
Scattered are your nerves
It seems easier for Him to die

Than for me to forgive your lies
Than for me to forgive your lies

She whispers "Support" and I scream "Judgment!"
You see Easter is for me and my plank-eyed soul