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Casting Crowns

Saturday, March 22, 2008


So maybe this time
I'll speak the words of life
With Your fire in my eyes
But that old familiar fear
is tearin' at my words
What am I so afraid of?
'Cause here I go again
Talkin' 'bout the rain
And mullin' over things
that won't live past today
And as I dance around the truth
Time is not his friend
This might be my last chance
to tell him that You love Him

CASTING CROWNS, Here I Go Again

I woke up this morning with this song in my head. It seems so foolish to be so preoccupied with circumstantial things, but they feel so important. There are many things, feelings, beliefs I don't know if I can give up right now easily.

It really isn't nice to know that I've slipped to a point where I can be in church, listen to a perfectly decent sermon, and think, "There's nothing in this for me." Certainly, there are bad sermons, improper intepretations, and completely irrelevant topics. But hearing nothing because of an unwillingness to listen is miles away from hearing nothing because there is nothing to hear. And I know my God always has a good word for me.

Between friends there are always differences, little things to be understood and tolerated because they are part and parcel of being human. We ignore these things in our relationships because the relationship comes before that - and we wouldn't want to risk it!

But what if upon one such difference lies the the void between eternal joy and death? What if such a thing makes the difference between living a good life with your loved one, and living it knowing he never got the chance?

But my giants are too strong. And I don't have any fire in my eyes.

But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me time and time again
"Boy you'll never win, you'll never win."

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
And the voice of truth says "This is for my glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

CASTING CROWNS, Voice of Truth

posted by Jared
10:22 AM

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