IS BEATING SO HEAVILY,
BUT SOMEHOW SO FREELY.
SO OPEN,
SO CUT,
SO BLESSED,
SO HURT.
WHAT AM I TO DO IN THE MIDDLE
OF THIS SEEMINGLY ENDLESS TORNADO?
MY HANDS REACH AROUND
AND FIND MY ROCK,
AND I GRAB IT
BEFORE THE QUICKSAND
THAT SURROUNDS IT
NOT TO MENTION THE FREAKISHLY HUGE
WAVES
GETS ME,
SWEEPS ME
INTO ETERNITY.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, LORD,
WITH THIS PARTICULAR FEELING.
I FEEL YOUR STRENGTH.
THAT'S WHAT IT IS.
I JUST FIGURED IT OUT,
HAD AN EPIPHANY.
BE CAREFUL
WHAT YOU PRAY FOR.
AND HIS EYES?
I THINK I GOT THOSE TOO.
I JUST WANT TO HELP
ANYBODY
THAT HAS BEEN HURT
BY THOSE THAT LOVE THEM THE MOST.
SO, I HAVE HAD IT.
THIS IS IT.
THIS IS WHO I AM.
AND UPON THIS ROCK
I WILL STAND.
(HE HE. I JUST QUOTED MYSELF.)
I AM GOING TO SPEAK OUT
FOR THE BROKENHEARTED.
I AM A CHILD OF THE KING,
AND, WHETHER YOU WANT TO BELIEVE OR NOT,
JESUS IS THE ONE AND ONLY WAY.
WHY DO YOU FIND THAT DIFFICULT,
CUZ TO ME,
IT SOUNDS KINDA EASY.
HERE I AM
AND HERE I WILL STAND.
OR FLY,
DEPENDING ON THE KIND OF DAY I'VE HAD.
EPHESIANS 4:29
DO NOT LET UNWHOLESOME TALK COME OUT OF YOUR MOUTHS, BUT ONLY WHAT IS HELPFUL FOR BUILDING OTHERS UP ACCORDING TO THEIR NEEDS THAT IT MAY BENEFIT THOSE WHO LISTEN.
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