Surrounded with shouts the cruel accusations
Dragged to the court, no hope of salvation
All hope was lost for those who had caught me
Knew what I was, they knew all about me
I thought it seemed strange as we entered in
They stopped a young rabbi to ask his opinion
Caught in the act, their reason for hating
My body could feel the stones that were waiting
My judge, a man from Galilee
In His eyes so gentle I could see
A father and a brother and a son
Just as I saw Him, the hope I had lost became born again
I was not hopeless, though I'd been lost
Now, I felt I was found when He looked at me
With His forgiving eyes
The crowd gathered round, so angry and violent
But He stood beside me, peaceful and silent
Then with a word, with one question, He showed them
That they too were guilty and could not condemn
The next thing I knew, He asked me, "Where are they?"
And I looked around the courtyard was empty
The stones scattered 'round, the warm morning sunlight
He'd made the darkness perfectly light
In this new light now I understood
He would not condemn me though He could
For He would be condemned someday for me
Just as I saw Him, the hope I had lost became born again
I was not hopeless, though I'd been lost
Now, I felt I was found when He looked at me
With His forgiving eyes
Forgiving eyes
Read more: MICHAEL CARD - FORGIVING EYES LYRICS
Friday, September 28, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Nothing Compares...
It's been seven hours and fifteen days
since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
since you took your love away
since you've been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
but nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues,
'cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you
It's been so lonely without you here
like a bird without a song
nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
tell me baby where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms round every boy I see
but they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor guess what he told me
guess what he told me
he said girl you better try to have fun
no matter what you do
but he's a fool
'cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you
All the flowers that you planted mother
in the backyard
all died when you went away
I know that living with you, baby, was sometimes hard
but I'm willing to give it another try
nothing compares
nothing compares to you (3x)
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Fenced Life.
Standing on the outside my fenced life... A tall high fence protected life.. maybe isolated life, not protected.
The gasping of my breath, the look of my eyes and drop of a tear won't let me in.
The fence is high, trying to find a hole to see what is on
the inside. The feeling of be not in control is painful yet comfortable. The
fear of seeing what is on the inside.
Am I happy to lose control, since I can't do it right. Was I got kicked out for not being a good steward?
Should I wait outside, should I climb the fence? Should I just walk away?
The truth remains, or the avoided truth remains, is it my life? Isn't his life? Were I just a steward? Not an partner nor an owner!
The fears or being on the outside, the comfort or not caring and walking away of it all.
Do I hear a sound on the inside of the fence? Is my life still beating? Or just the pain of the hurt on the inside.
I found a hole, yet not in the fence! It is within me.. can you see throw it..? I cant. It is painful not able to see through my own chest.. A big void.
Am I allowed to reenter my life? Will the fence comes down? Am I too dangerous to be allowed in? Did I do enough damage?
God did u put this fence up? Was it for my protection? Or to protect my life from me? Why am i on the outside.
God did u put this fence up? Was it for my protection? Or to protect my life from me? Why am i on the outside.
God I keep going around the fence, circling too many times. Not praying
to come down, yet the fear of seeing what is on the inside
is scaring me..
God, who will remains? Me, my fenced life or you? I
won't question you again! I am just tired of messing up! You will remain, please allow back in my life, your life. I don't want to climb
up the fence. Bring down the fence, let me in, come with me. Hold me
close, wipe my tears. Stop me from hurting me change me Lord,
change me Lord. Change me Lord. Hell with the fence, take control, put
me on ur shoulder, rescue me. Break me, bring down the fence...open my eyes to see
your purpose. Or allow me to let go and let you in my life. Find me,
help me to find you. Teach me to lose myself. Teach me to wake away and find you.
Here I am, sitting and my back resting on the fence from the
outside. Wondering if there such rest exist! Maybe I should be on the
outside! Maybe I should no longer wait.
The fence still here, standing tall, yet I am still on the outside. One of us has to give in, it wont be the fence. Would it be me?
I will just stay here on the outside.The fence still here, standing tall, yet I am still on the outside. One of us has to give in, it wont be the fence. Would it be me?
A friendly voice comes to remind me: ( really, a friend said that to me)
You already prayed it. God to cross with you on the inside. He will because your life is His gift to you and He doesn't take it back unless with death. He will give you another life with Him. God's will towards your life is to fix the broken and to maintain what needed to be. (wise words, totally changed my attitude)
Some times we have to pause and think. Sometimes we gotta stop working, stop drawing the picture. We have the greatest painter to do it the right way.
You have a golden chance in life cause He promised to comfort those in pain and sadness. He has a special gift and chance for you. Even if we mess it He can fix it. He is the only one who has ways out of death. المخرج من الاكل اكلا ومن الجافي حلاوة
After such attitude changing wise words. I no longer worry, about my life nor the fence, I am moving forward. God's plans is bigger than the box where I capture Him in. Thank you God for being so much bigger than me, Thank you for fixing the broken and maintaining the good. God you are good, all the times.
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