Bless you oh God! Thank you Jesus! For you have healed and saved me! I love you l Lord! Thank You! Thank You! For healing my land.
Most of my life
I have been afraid
Most of my life
I have been mislaid
Most of my life
I have been mistreated
Most of my life
I have been fondled in secret
Most of my life
I’ve been groped, and tainted
Most of my life
Permanent scars have been painted
Most of my life
I have been compromised
Most of my life
I have hidden behind these eyes
I have allowed my soul to be captive by
Hurt, fear and shame leaving me to cry
Most of my life
I have created idols to hang on too
Most of my life
I’ve been here waiting, waiting for you
Most of my life
I have given you praise
Without looking for you too change my ways
In Psalms 139 you said that, “you are with me”
And most of my life
I didn’t believe thee
You said, “I’m not an idol” that’s satan’s dirty game
Idols don’t PROTECT! But bring hurt, fear and shame
All this time Lord, I’ve been a self destroyer
Most of my life I have slept with Hurt, fear and shame
Yes in that order
Well hell it’s time to fight and lay down some borders
Forgive me Lord it was all I knew to do
I am going to start today learning to trust you
SEEK GOD WITH YOUR WHOLE HEART!
Are you looking in the right places
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Beach Bums 4 Life
As I curve my fingers to type my next word
my mind began to race on how much time here it's really obsurd
My head falls and I began to smile
I know I have been here now for a while
In disbelief that the time spent is not in strife
But rather thinking of being a Beach Bum 4 Life
As I flashed my business card
Hailed a taxi across the concrete yard
Cell phone glued to my ear
I began to grinn
As if nothing to fear
Remembering the sounds of the waves
The busy noise cut like a knife
As I heard the words you know you want to be a Beach Bum 4 Life
I say to myself stop that now
I can't let my mind mess me around
I've got to stay focused I've got to stay true
To this corporate professional work-a-holic hype
With all teeth showin' and big eyes glowin
With no regret, I broke free and said, "Beach Bum 4 Life"!
my mind began to race on how much time here it's really obsurd
My head falls and I began to smile
I know I have been here now for a while
In disbelief that the time spent is not in strife
But rather thinking of being a Beach Bum 4 Life
As I flashed my business card
Hailed a taxi across the concrete yard
Cell phone glued to my ear
I began to grinn
As if nothing to fear
Remembering the sounds of the waves
The busy noise cut like a knife
As I heard the words you know you want to be a Beach Bum 4 Life
I say to myself stop that now
I can't let my mind mess me around
I've got to stay focused I've got to stay true
To this corporate professional work-a-holic hype
With all teeth showin' and big eyes glowin
With no regret, I broke free and said, "Beach Bum 4 Life"!
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