Wake up lost again
Drove to the end of the road
And a red faced man
Taught us to do what were told
And on the 23rd night
Things ain’t bad
But things aint right
Are we falling or flying
Are we falling or flying
Are we living or dying
I guess we’ll never know
Air so heavy
It could drown a butterfly
If it flew too high
And I get the feeling
That the truck driver aint shy
Cuz he looking at me but no where near my eyes
On the 35th morning
Things aint good
But things aint boring
Striking rock or hitting gold
Sometimes its hard to tell If theres a life behind a song
But I know tomorrow
Today won’t feel so long
Alone
Cuz on the 42nd night
The room was dark
But the stage was bright
Cuz my friend this too shall pass
So play every show like its your last
Whatever You're Doing (Something Heavenly), Sanctus Real
God, you're amazing! How you seem to know exactly what to say and when to say it! How you know what to do to make me feel like a million dollars, like I'm unstoppable in your presence! Amazing, purely amazing! Enough to completely drench me in your love, to knock me over like a waterfall. Enough to make me forget my past, and turn my future toward your design.
It's time for healing time to move on
It's time to fix what's been broken too long
Time make right what has been wrong
It's time to find my way to where I belong
There's a wave that's crashing over me
And all I can do is surrender
Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but somehow there's peace
It's hard to surrender to what I can't see but
I'm giving in to something Heavenly
Time for a milestone
Time to begin again
Reevaluate who I really am
Am I doing everything to follow Your will
Or just climbing aimlessly over these hills
So show me what it is You want from me
I give everything I surrender... To...
Time to face up
Clean this old house
Time to breathe in and let everything out
That I've wanted to say for so many years
Time to release all my held back tears
Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but
I believe You're up to something bigger than me
Larger than life something
Heavenly
Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but now I can see
This something bigger than me
Larger than life something
Heavenly
Something
Heavenly
It's time to face up
Clean this old house
Time to breathe in and let everything out
It's time for healing time to move on
It's time to fix what's been broken too long
Time make right what has been wrong
It's time to find my way to where I belong
There's a wave that's crashing over me
And all I can do is surrender
Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but somehow there's peace
It's hard to surrender to what I can't see but
I'm giving in to something Heavenly
Time for a milestone
Time to begin again
Reevaluate who I really am
Am I doing everything to follow Your will
Or just climbing aimlessly over these hills
So show me what it is You want from me
I give everything I surrender... To...
Time to face up
Clean this old house
Time to breathe in and let everything out
That I've wanted to say for so many years
Time to release all my held back tears
Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but
I believe You're up to something bigger than me
Larger than life something
Heavenly
Whatever You're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but now I can see
This something bigger than me
Larger than life something
Heavenly
Something
Heavenly
It's time to face up
Clean this old house
Time to breathe in and let everything out
10 Good Reasons, Hello Kelly; My Life's Purpose
Sitting in the cafeteria this morning between classes I had finally had it. My apathy had eaten me apart to the point of exhaustion, but more to the point of disgust with myself. I understood my predicament was merely a result of my sins, sins that had caused the death of my True Love, of my Father, and myself. I was reading Black by Ted Dekker last night and it talked about how our sins cause God to scream out in pain, not us, but God. It causes Him to feel pain every time we wrong him, every time we turn our back on him we crucify Christ on the cross again.
So, I was sick of my life as it was, as it never was meant to be. I wanted to stop killing Christ, to live a life that was holy and pleasing to him. I gave it all up and let Him take me, finally and forever.
I've heard this song before but never really understood the meaning until now, and it is verbatim what I needed to say to my Father for so long but never could. This song and this day helped me re-find my life's purpose.
This is the first thing I remember
I’ve seen black and white forever
But the mistakes I’ve made are making me afraid
That I might do something
Something that can’t be forgiven
So I’ve got this suit and tie
Something I can hide behind
And it feels like I’ve got give you
10 good reasons why
You still love me every time
10 good reasons
I deserve forgiveness every night
10 good reason why
You still love me when I
I ain't got no reason why
And I remember laying everything down
Only to turn around and sell you out
It’s like I’m laughing in your face for the sacrifice you made
But you’re breaking my defenses
And you’ll carry me when
It feels like I've got to give you
But this is everything I wanted:
To give you reasons I’m not
Everything you wanted
There’s blood on my hands
These 10 reasons I can’t give you
Is one more reason that I need you
I ain’t got no, I ain’t got no, I ain’t got no reasons why
I ain’t got no, I ain’t got no, got no reason why
So, I was sick of my life as it was, as it never was meant to be. I wanted to stop killing Christ, to live a life that was holy and pleasing to him. I gave it all up and let Him take me, finally and forever.
I've heard this song before but never really understood the meaning until now, and it is verbatim what I needed to say to my Father for so long but never could. This song and this day helped me re-find my life's purpose.
This is the first thing I remember
I’ve seen black and white forever
But the mistakes I’ve made are making me afraid
That I might do something
Something that can’t be forgiven
So I’ve got this suit and tie
Something I can hide behind
And it feels like I’ve got give you
10 good reasons why
You still love me every time
10 good reasons
I deserve forgiveness every night
10 good reason why
You still love me when I
I ain't got no reason why
And I remember laying everything down
Only to turn around and sell you out
It’s like I’m laughing in your face for the sacrifice you made
But you’re breaking my defenses
And you’ll carry me when
It feels like I've got to give you
But this is everything I wanted:
To give you reasons I’m not
Everything you wanted
There’s blood on my hands
These 10 reasons I can’t give you
Is one more reason that I need you
I ain’t got no, I ain’t got no, I ain’t got no reasons why
I ain’t got no, I ain’t got no, got no reason why
Hollow, Wooden Contraptions
I can feel the vibrations of the strings under the calloused tips of my fingers. Pressing down with all my might, I try to make sure I leave no strings forgotten. Carefully tucking each away into its own special place, I treat each long, seemingly meaningless piece of metal like it's my child, equally and utterly as important as the next. It all seems so redundant, moving around the frets, going through the motions of each chord...literally. Why does it matter? Why do I continually put myself through the callousing and cramping in order to make these wretched sounds come out of this hollow, wooden contraption?
The answer, quite simply...necessity. I have a need to do this thing now, to practice and practice and practice until it bores me; to listen to a song over and over and yet hear something different each time; merely to feel the vibrations underneath my fingers. It has become a drug, and I'm not ready to go into withdrawal...nor will I ever be.
We, us, humans, are much like that hollow, wooden contraption. Without someone using us, we make no music. If we sit around and just remain hollow, we are meaningless! A guitar doesn't make sounds in and of itself...no. It projects the sounds, the music, that its master has created within it. Our master, our Father, wants to play us, to show off so to speak. He has a message through the music of our lives. A message of salvation for the world. But, until we allow ourselves as hollow, wooden contraptions, to be used for his glorious music, we are again meaningless.
So, become no longer a hollow, wooden contraption propped up against the wall. Rather, be willing to be used by the Father, to project his music, his message, to the world.
The answer, quite simply...necessity. I have a need to do this thing now, to practice and practice and practice until it bores me; to listen to a song over and over and yet hear something different each time; merely to feel the vibrations underneath my fingers. It has become a drug, and I'm not ready to go into withdrawal...nor will I ever be.
We, us, humans, are much like that hollow, wooden contraption. Without someone using us, we make no music. If we sit around and just remain hollow, we are meaningless! A guitar doesn't make sounds in and of itself...no. It projects the sounds, the music, that its master has created within it. Our master, our Father, wants to play us, to show off so to speak. He has a message through the music of our lives. A message of salvation for the world. But, until we allow ourselves as hollow, wooden contraptions, to be used for his glorious music, we are again meaningless.
So, become no longer a hollow, wooden contraption propped up against the wall. Rather, be willing to be used by the Father, to project his music, his message, to the world.
Much Ado About Nothing, 1.10.08
There was a star danced,
And you were born.
There was a star fallen,
And you were torn.
But once you came to Earth,
Carrying your enormous yoke,
I looked at my past and realized…
Without you, it was all a joke.
It all seemed like it was something,
But without you, it’s much ado about nothing.
It changes me every time I talk to you,
That’s how I know you’re the much ado.
If you were to leave,
I couldn’t even live.
If your love was gone,
I couldn’t even give.
But as long as you’re still here,
Let me tell you something…
Of all the beautiful stars in the sky,
You are by far the most stunning.
They may say I’m not a man,
They may say I’m still a youth.
But I’m a man while I’m around you,
And that’s more than the truth.
And you were born.
There was a star fallen,
And you were torn.
But once you came to Earth,
Carrying your enormous yoke,
I looked at my past and realized…
Without you, it was all a joke.
It all seemed like it was something,
But without you, it’s much ado about nothing.
It changes me every time I talk to you,
That’s how I know you’re the much ado.
If you were to leave,
I couldn’t even live.
If your love was gone,
I couldn’t even give.
But as long as you’re still here,
Let me tell you something…
Of all the beautiful stars in the sky,
You are by far the most stunning.
They may say I’m not a man,
They may say I’m still a youth.
But I’m a man while I’m around you,
And that’s more than the truth.
The Phantom
Take this weight off my back.
Tell me you're there, somewhere in the black.
This life is dark and cold,
Just a remnant of the days of old.
"All I need is one more day,"
At least that's what I say.
How do I keep lying to my face
When all I have left is this empty space?
This phantom comes back to haunt me,
Continuing to taunt me.
It lets me know that I can't do it on my own,
That I will always be alone.
If I continue to listen to it,
I'll be lost, I fear.
"I've got to do something,"
I think, as I let drop one tear.
Slowly I realize my only hope,
A man with scars stands there on the slope.
As he holds out his hands, battered and bruised,
I begin to sob, for I know he's been used.
He offers me a gift, something I need.
I run to his feet and fall to my knees.
I beg him for mercy, which I don't deserve.
He smiles at me and laughs to calm my wretched nerves.
Finally I rise, no longer feeling ill.
We walk hand in hand to the top of the hill.
There in the valley what I see, I'm amazed;
Countless people were lost, but now they are saved.
The phantom no longer haunts me, save in my memories,
Since that day on the hill I fell to my knees.
The man who took me is there evermore.
He stands strong and victorious, my Beloved Savior.
Tell me you're there, somewhere in the black.
This life is dark and cold,
Just a remnant of the days of old.
"All I need is one more day,"
At least that's what I say.
How do I keep lying to my face
When all I have left is this empty space?
This phantom comes back to haunt me,
Continuing to taunt me.
It lets me know that I can't do it on my own,
That I will always be alone.
If I continue to listen to it,
I'll be lost, I fear.
"I've got to do something,"
I think, as I let drop one tear.
Slowly I realize my only hope,
A man with scars stands there on the slope.
As he holds out his hands, battered and bruised,
I begin to sob, for I know he's been used.
He offers me a gift, something I need.
I run to his feet and fall to my knees.
I beg him for mercy, which I don't deserve.
He smiles at me and laughs to calm my wretched nerves.
Finally I rise, no longer feeling ill.
We walk hand in hand to the top of the hill.
There in the valley what I see, I'm amazed;
Countless people were lost, but now they are saved.
The phantom no longer haunts me, save in my memories,
Since that day on the hill I fell to my knees.
The man who took me is there evermore.
He stands strong and victorious, my Beloved Savior.
The Adventure, Angels and Airwaves
Yes, I understand this band is not a Christian band...but who cares. This song is a perfect description of our need for God to be in this life with us. It talks about death and regrowth and hope, many ideas that Christ himself talked about when presenting his salvation message. Life really is waiting to begin; it is our job to take the first step and invite Jesus on The Adventure with us, and then to share him with others.
[Verse]
I wanna have the same last dream again
The one where I wake up and I'm alive
Just as the four walls close me within
My eyes are open up with pure sunlight
I'm the first to know
My dearest friends
Even if your hope has burned with time
Anything that is dead shall be re-grown
And your vicious pain, your warning sign
You will be fine
[Chorus]
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life’s waiting to begin
[Verse]
Any type of love it will be showed
Like every single tree reach for the sky
If you're gonna fall I'll let you know
That I will pick you up
Like you for I
I felt this thing I can't replace
When everyone was working for this goal
Where all the children left without a trace
Only to come back as pure as gold
To recite this all
[Chorus]
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life’s waiting to begin
Tonight Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life’s waiting to begin
Tonight
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life’s waiting to begin
[Bridge]
I can not live
I can’t breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can’t breathe
Unless you do this with me
[Outro]
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
Here we go
Life's waiting to begin (do this with me)
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
Here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Life's waiting to begin
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