youtube/watch?v=xydGj-mY5kI You are worthy of a great song/So worthy of a good son That I could never be/You are evidence around me/Elegance resounding By grace I am restored/But inside, I dont feel right I cant help but sing/Waiting for the warm spring/Winter wears me down, fall into the ground/I cant help but sing... Got a point there, so worthy is God of a great song, and so worthy of good son that I myself could never be. Whilst my heart and mind(may more so my mind) ache at the prospect of not being that which I am unable, I find myself still singing despite such. I find myself, quite often nowadays, reminiscing upon my past endeavours, and believe me that they aint all good- Ive done some very stupid stuff that could have landed me in jail had I followed through with it. I do not deserve the mercy and grace and love of Christ, I dont deserve a second chance of life; cause quite frankly, I was a bit of a little hellion, to an extent, but still; I am forever grateful that Christ helped me to not take my life on those occasions that I deemed fitting. Were it possible, I would travel time itself and rewrite some events of my past, but, alas I cannot. What I have come to understand, is that yea, life sucked at those times, seeming as though it was just myself and the world duking it out in the cage and I was losing-badly; is that even though life will always have its ridiculously rough patches, like someone throwing a screwball at your face, and although they are unavoidable- Sing in the midst. Get out, outside of your house, somewhere quiet and just, Sing. Even with the winters biting winds and chilly snow nipping at your heels, Sing. Everytime this song plays, I belt it out. I have learned to be content with the things I currently have, job, relationship, vehicle, apartment-whatever it is, be content with it. Be happy. It is all by the grace of God and intervention and provision of Christ that I am able to stand before you today(or sit since I am typing this out hahaha), for none of this would have been possible on my own. My friends, I ask and challenge you to be content with where you are, and above that, to Sing. And when that storm comes with the thunder knockin at your door and winds blowin your house down: Sing. Just, Sing. And see what God will do for you:)
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 05:49:06 +0000
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