Jordan Mentz

If you had a heart, that could be a start to something that would go beyond words
If you thought you had enough gas in the tank…only to find out ya was runnin on fumes
If you thought about what would happen…the consequences of your actions…would life be any different…
If you had everything you ever wanted…but were missin’ the cross…count it all as loss
If you had the brains…to make it on your own…what would make you good enough to be called from above?

The truth is Bro’; you gotta let your love for Jesus show
The truth is Bro’; you gotta let others in on what changed you
The truth is Bro’; you gotta let your walls down
The truth is Bro’; you gotta let your actions speak louder than you words
The truth is Bro’; you gotta give credit where credit is due
The truth is Bro’; you gotta realize it’s ok to be set apart

If you had the knowledge of something greater
If you had the joy of the Lord in the midst of a hurting world
If you had realized that your God has all the answers
Would you live your faith out any differently
Would you wish you had all the pleasures of this world?

If you had known…the sacrifice He made to love ya
If you had known…the love He had when He made ya
Would your actions scream…there is a higher purpose for ya?
Would you try to hide…the joy that has your heart…and His arms open wide…
On the Cross…we so often dismiss it…because it has become so cliche’ a fad…

The truth is that He took your shame…
The truth is that He took your sin…
The truth is that He conquered death…so you could live
The truth is that He took it on the chin…to make you alive again…
The truth is that He looks into your eyes…He sees you as His Child…A pure and spotless lamb…
On that day…upon Calvary…the tomb could not contain Him…
The insults thrown at him…did not phase Him…When He came lookin’ for the lost…
The choice was the made for Him…you and me were the reason…for such a high cost…
The truth be known…
The cross was the beginning…
The beginning of a journey…
The beginning of an upside down kingdom…

In order to live you gotta die…
In order to be first you gotta be the last…
In order to be greatest in the kingdom; you gotta be the least…
In order to be found…you gotta admit you was lost…
The Lamb of God don’t stay deceased…
The Word brings healing; and mends the brokenhearted…
If you’re havin’ trouble seein’ Him; you gotta just turn around…
If you feel like you’ve strayed; He is waitin’ for you to return…
When you feel like you’ve been abandoned…He was for you…

We are searchin’…
Searchin’ for somethin’ more…

We are lookin’ to the sky…
Singin’ to the one who made us cry…

I’m not gonna be modest, Cuz I’ve got a love that isn’t modest
I’m not gonna be modest, Cuz I know that his love isn’t modest

We have found him…
Found him clothed in all his splendor…

He has shown us…
Shown us how to love…

Inspired by Cory Spears

Lots of times we wonder if what we are doing really matters…
Trying to piece together the puzzle of our lives…
Would it matter if you told me that you loved me…
You pointed to the cross, and told me it was for me…
I tried so hard to see it, but my eyes were filled with tears…
Would it matter if the Creator of the universe told me He loved me…

So many times I think we lose track of what’s important…
We’ve fallen so deep into complacency and we forget what is true…
Would it matter if you looked upon Calvary, and saw a mirror…
Instead of being your reflection it was Jesus…
Crying for you to come to Him…
Longing for you to come back…

We turn our backs on the things that matter most…
We turn our hearts from the things that heal…
We let the devil have us; but God has rescued our souls…
Would it matter if we knew we were loved…
Would it matter if we let Jesus hold us no matter…

There are times when I can’t breathe…
There are times when I just wanna cry…
I seem to be missin’ something…
Searchin’ but never truly finding it…

I left myself when I said I didn’t care…
I left myself when I said that it’s not fair…
I didn’t know what it meant to be honest…
To let my emotions out…

Then there are times when I want to tell the world…
But feel too ashamed because of what I’ve done…
When I am honest with my creator…
It is then I find myself within Him…

You’re my loving Savior…I call you Abba…
You call me child…You call me your own…
You have been there to catch me…when the world has let me fall…
Like a loving Father…You summon me to come and sit on your lap…
As you tell me stories…as I rest with your arms gently around me…
Telling me that you love me…telling me that you have set me free…
There are times when I cry…You already know, and I can’t tell you why…
My heart feels like its breaking…then catch a glimpse of you and its so breath-taking…
You ease my pain and care about my feelings…as you share with me your teachings…
There are so many times when I seem to foul things up…You tell me that you want to fill my cup…
With the love that you offer to me…you told me that you wanted for me to follow your decrees…
There is joy that comes with the knowledge…as I work and clear away all my unecessary baggage…
Father I am asking you to hold my heart…
Author of the new pages of my life and my fresh start…
It has been so long…
The times I thought I could do no wrong…
There is redemption for the sinner…
A ray of light that shines and shimmers…

Trying to determine my priorities…
Trying to sort out the things I’ve been through…
I didn’t know what is was I was missing…
That all changed the day I met you…

I miss all my friends who are away…
But at the same time I am amazed at technology of today…
I can email, text, instant message anytime I want…
So all this to say, that I would want it no other way…

I miss the one-on-one interactions…
I miss the one-on-one conversations…
I miss the one-on-one walks together…
I miss the one-on-one talks we had with each other…

We walked and sometimes we even cried…
This friendship wouldn’t have worked if neither of us tried…
There were times I didn’t want to be honest and tell you how I feel…
There were times that I didn’t want be real…

I chose to be open and let you into my life…
Then I realized that you chose to be a part…
I didn’t know how much I would miss you…
Til I went a few days without you…

We need to keep in touch…
We have too much in common to let this go…
We have been through so many things together…
I didn’t realize that one thing always led to another…

The times when you were asleep and I needed someone to talk to…
I didn’t want to wake you up but you told me I was gonna be ok…
I didn’t know what to say and sometimes I just needed to cry…
You allowed me to let it out and told me to stop believing the lie that real men don’t cry…

If there was a way to have you here with me…
I wouldn’t have to write this song about the way I miss you…
I didn’t want to move away, but all that to say…
I will trust God with tomorrow and today…

Dedicated to Keturah, Simone, Becky

If I told you exactly how I was feeling…chances are that I would not make it through it…
Without my eyes tearing up…and my body shaking, not knowing how to calm my nerves…
I didn’t want to tell you…because I was afraid that my words would hurt you…
I didn’t know how to tell you…that I went in to my shell…
Whenever I learn what it means to love…I also learn what it means to hurt…
The fear of getting rejected…the fear of being hurt…
The uncertainty that comes with…opening your heart up…

Will people hurt me…and if they will why would I want to be open…
Its been tough for me to describe…the emotions that I am feeling…
When I get tense…my body begins to shake…
There are times when I cry…feeling like my soul is being crushed…
Feeling as if my mind is racing…seeing my life go by in a see through casing…
There are times when I want to cry…but my pride gets in my way…
There are many things that happen…when I go into another mode…
I don’t understand them…but I know there is a God who does…

A battered shattered heart…I offer what remains…
I know its not much…but to you it means so much..

I feel alone in this world constantly searching for the real me…
Something to hide me is what I am given daily…
The real me is hidden because the real me is tender…
I don’t want people to think that I am weak…

There are so many times that I wonder…
Is the real me still there…
Is the real me still strong…
Don’t get me wrong…
It’s been way to long…
Since I was myself…

I have been doing a lot of things…
There are times that God has brought me back to the king of kings…
While I am busy searching…
This world is passing me by and pretending that I don’t matter…
This world doesn’t care just how much I am hurting

It tells me to remain in hiding…
Even if I see the truth unwinding…
I know that the real me is out there and worth me finding…

I never thought…that people were touched by prayer…
going against everything…I had heard before…
I thought that the purpose of prayer…was to touch the heart of God…
tonight I realized it can touch…the heart of his people…

I am hanging on…
As I am trembling…
I felt a hand resting on my shoulder…
I felt as if a burden had been lifted…

Why didn’t I see prayer…this way before…
Knowing that it touches you…
Forgetting that God uses others…to touch me…
Hanging by a prayer…just knowing that you’re there…

Written because of the mystery man, in the cowboy hat that prayed for me.

Why do innocent babies have to be killed…in order to open up our eyes…
When my children ask me…how come mommy can choose…
I always thought brother had a right to live…but why couldn’t he embrace life…
There are times that I don’t understand…the way that God brings us to Him…

People trying to tell me that babies…aren’t people but only choices…
Why and where do people draw the line…People being ignorant of truth…
Will not draw this country closer to God…but lead us away from our roots…
So hard to write because it hurts so bad…but its because it hurts…

I wanted to live to tell my children…that life was a gift…
With the the way things panned out though…I have to tell them they are a choice…
I know there will be healing…for this land if we trust in Jesus…
But right now…I tear up because I see us straying further…

Written in response to the news Barak Obama was going to be our 44th President of theUSA.