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| posted this here so i could post somewhere else and it be able to be read :) |
[10 Sep 2008|12:18am] |
As I was sitting here listening to a song by Matthew West called 'Only Grace', something came to me. Here are the lyrics:
There is no guilt here, there is no shame.
No pointing fingers, there is no blame
What happened yesterday has disappeared
The dirt has washed away
And now it's clear
There's only grace
There's only love
There's only mercy and believe me it's enough
Your sins are gone
Without a trace
There's nothing left now
There's only grace
You're starting over now
Under the sun
You're stepping forward now
A new life has begun
Your new life has begun
And if you should fall again
Get back up, get back up
Reach out and take my hand
Get back up, get back up
Get back up again
The first verse talks about 'no pointing fingers' and 'no blame'. It stopped me and made me think about how guilty we are, even as fellow Christians to point fingers and blame others for things that are either not really their fault or things that don't matter really, at all. My youth pastor and senior pastor both have said that they want our church/youth group to be a hospital, where hurting people can come to be healed, not a courthouse where people come to be judged. A few friends and I have talked about how we feel a little conflict and not being unified in the youth group, but in all honesty? We're a family. Families fight and argue and don't always get along! But underneath it all, they love eachother no matter what. And they have eachother's backs. And that's exactly what we have. Just like the last lines of this song say, "If you should fall again, get back up, reach out and take my hand, get back up". If one of us 'falls', whether it be in sin, or not being as close to God as they feel they should be, in jealousy, whatever it may be, we should be the ones to reach out a hand and say "I love you, I know you can do it, get back up". We shouldn't be pointing fingers saying "Oh, look at them and how bad they're doing/who they're hanging out with". I know I'm guilty of that. It's so easy to give into your flesh and do that. But now is when it's so vital to not 'turn on eachother', but to love eachother and be unified. Because there's power in numbers, and when God sees us bind together in love and in strength towards a common goal, He is happy and He makes a move! Take one step towards Him, He takes two towards you.
Another popular song right now is my profile song, Give Me Your Eyes by Brandon Heath. It talks about how the singer wants to see things and people through His eyes, and not his own. That is so, so important. Because our human eyes? We see the shallow stuff. We see the sin and the rude attitude, we see the walls people build around themselves, we see all the little stuff that doesn't matter. But God sees so, so much more. He sees a soul dying for love and acceptance. So, I guess my point in this is mainly talking to myself, some conviction haha and sort of a prayer to God to let me see through His eyes of love, and not my own of judgment or whatever. I pray that we all can do that, because when we set aside ourselves for Him, it unleashes something amazing. :)
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| This song is pretty much me right now. I'm okay, just feeling Him tell me to press on & go deeper. |
[08 Sep 2008|10:06pm] |
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Looked down from a broken sky, traced out by the city lights, my world from a mile high, best seat in the house tonight. Touched down on the cold black tile, hold on for the sudden stop. Breathe in the familiar shock of confusion and chaos. All those people going somewhere, why have I never cared? Give me Your eyes for just one second, give me Your eyes so I can see everything that I keep missing, give me Your love for humanity. Give me Your arms for the broken hearted, the ones that are far beyond my reach. Give me your heart for the ones forgotten, give me Your eyes so I can see again. Step out on a busy street, see a girl and our eyes meet. Does her best to smile at me, to hide what's underneath. There's a man just to her right, black suit and a bright red tie. Too ashamed to tell his wife he's out of work, he's buying time. All those people going somewhere, why have I never cared? I've been there a million times, a couple of million eyes. Just moving, passed me by, I swear I never thought that I was wrong. Well I want a second glance, so give me a second chance to see the way You see the people all alone.
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[23 Aug 2008|09:35am] |
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It is 9am on a Saturday morning, I should NOT be awake :P But I am, for Angel Food. But the food truck is late so I sit here, about to fall asleep haha. So hi, how are you?
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