• Find you

    I wanted to step out into the real world,
    Explore this life on my own knowing that I may get lost,
    For you have found me, when I couldn’t see where I was
    I didn’t know you were looking

    The world tries to feed me the lies,
    that He will never you why would you matter
    I didn’t know what true love was
    Till I met you and you found me

    To find you, I sent out a search party left the flock behind
    You were the missing sheep, but I wanted you to know I missed you
    I wanted you back so I could hold you
    I wanted you here beside me so I could love you

    Inspired by Audio Adrenaline “Leaving ninety-nine” off the album Worldwide.

     
  • Field

    I want to sing and dance because I know who I am in Christ
    Finding my life, my love, my joy, my identity in the son
    I want to be your son, which I know I already am
    A sinner, once living in sin, but now nothing is held against me
    Redeemed by the message of the cross, seems to me that others should know this joy
    If this is how it always was meant to be, then why did I waste so much living in hiding
    I want to come out, of my shell and reveal my secrets to my heart

    Dancing in the fields, singing while I am in the valley
    I want to be your bride, dancing with the bridegroom
    On the streets of gold, just you and me
    No more being fake, no more being secretive
    no more living a lie, but I will trust you to help me live in the truth.

     
  • Room of grace

    Walking through this life I came to a cross roads
    I saw two doors before me, and one led to me living behind a mask this door, people didn’t have to know I was hurting
    The other door would open to the room of grace, but in order to enter I just had to open up my heart
    The world’s view of being broken has left so many people feeling shattered, because it is the opposite of what is true
    I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw others crying because I had been living the illusion I was the only one hurting
    I looked around and masks were no where to be found, because the people in this room, understood that they just had to come open and willing
    I took my mask off and didn’t recognize the man God created, because I had been hiding my real self for so long
    It felt different, but I knew I was in the right room, because others were healing, but I was hurting still and wanted what they had
    I knew I didn’t have to hide in my false reality any longer because I wanted to be stronger, so I opened up and felt true healing
    Now I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, a shimmer of hope in the darkness, because I didn’t have to be someone else

    Inspired by John Lynch’s True Faced.

     
  • You’ll fight for me

    I am wounded and my sin is penetrating my soul like a bullet
    Bleeding and trying to stop the pain that sin has caused me; using something that was dirty
    I didn’t think I had much longer because I only had a minute before my life was altered
    I didn’t want you to fix the source of my pain because it would mean you would have to reopen the wound to pour your cleansing blood upon me, on the cross bleeding, hurting, and wounded for my sake
    I wanted to ask you to take the pain away but I didn’t want to listen to the answer you told me that you would help me heal.

    I was shocked by your answer, once believing that my God would hurt me
    I learned to cling to what was true, then I heard you tell me all I want is you
    Thought I had my life figured out then it would take a deadly turn
    Only to bring me to my knees and then I heard you yearn
    I thought it was because you were in pain, I couldn’t even imagine that the tears you were crying were not yours but rather saw my own.

    You told me that you’ll fight the fight with me. Didn’t understand the meaning of believing without seeing, when I get discouraged I hear my commander say “I am right here beside you”. I told you I had been shot and wounded, you somehow understood and felt my pain. When tears filled my eyes I saw that you were weeping, because I was hurting. You whispered words that have changed me “I love you my child” as you gently hold me. You have given me a future and forgotten what has past.

    Inspired by Mark Schultz’s song Letters from war