I just wanted to say that Switchfoot wins at life.
Society dictates so many things for us. It tells us what is the "in" thing and how we should look and behave. It tells us how we should live our lives. We are affected by the people around us and even when we want to go against the crowd and be "different" we do it because of the effect society has on us.
Sometimes the world and its dos and don'ts can sound like bees buzzing around. You can't really make out any truths but it's there and you accept it as it is but you are never satisfied. It's always on to the next thrill, it's always on to the next best thing. The realization of dissatisfaction is always something that jolts me. I realise that I am drifting away from my source of happiness and so I'm not satisfied. I remember the days when I was deep in that source and yearn for them, yet, I'm so far off that I don't know what to do to get back to the place I was before and even while I think about that I know that getting back to that place is not what I want, I don't want to stand still, I want to move forward.
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance I'll take
Yet, there is always hope for me. Even in my drifting God still calls me back to him. He still gives me more chances, so much more that I cannot even begin to count the number of chances that I've asked of him and received. For this grace I am grateful.
And I'm on fire when you're near you
And I'm on fire when you speak
And I'm on fire burning at these mysteries
I cannot understand why a God so big will take a person so small and weak and love them so unconditionally. Such love is a mystery to me. I cannot attain it.
O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising,
thou understandest my thought afar off. Thou
compassest my path and my lying down, and art
acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word
in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it
altogether. Thou hast beset me behind and before,
and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowledge is too
wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Ps 139: 1-6
[just some random thoughts ... happy friday!]
Comments (2)
omygosh! I just posted that song yesterday in my audio.
I cannot understand why a God so big will take a person so small and weak and love them so unconditionally. Such love is a mystery to me. I cannot attain it.
*Amen*
@memo2662 - it's funny cause after i wrote this I noticed you had uploaded that audio. soooo funny! :)