Sunday, February 22, 2009

it is not mine to control



as i sit on the couch looking outside
the wind is blowing, snow is flying
then it's not-
the sun is shining
the sky is blue
then it's not-
the wind is blowing,
the snow is flying
it's bigger and heavier than it was five minutes ago...
just as with this winter season we are in...
we have no control over it...
just as this season of trouble we find ourselves in...
we have no control over what happens.
we ARE NOT in CONTROL.
i know, and i have always known this in my heart to be true.
and as i say that to myself, a peace
comes over me.
i do say this to myself...a lot...
it DOES give me peace.
i just got back from a quick jaunt down the road...
listening to the radio while deep in thought...
this song made me stop and take notice...
Casting Crowns-Voice of Truth
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat I'm in
Onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone
To the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He's holding out his hand
But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep 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
And 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
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant
With just a Sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand
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 stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don't seem so high
From on top of them looking down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth.

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