The Things of My Life
To Christ my Savior; may He alone receive the glory!
Livin’ on the mountainside,
Livin’ by the ocean breeze.
Livin’ with the country pride,
Livin’ in the bright city.
All these places I’ve gone
and had many people to see.
They all are a part of my heart;
they all are a part of me.
Well, I remember childhood days;
I had not a friend to call my own
cause I was just a little too strange,
so society left me all alone.
So, I’d live in imagination land
ridin’ dragons and manipulatin’ seas;
yeah, I was just an odd little boy
but, hey, it’s just a part of me.
And all these things of my past -
of being a social, awkward outcast -
created within me
a strange, little sense of empathy
that extends to the great and the small;
to everybody, one and all,
To everybody, one and all.
And I remember high school days
where reputation was at stake.
We beat each other up half the time
and did stupid stuff for stupid’s sake.
And even in my college days,
all my friends are crazy!
But I wouldn’t change it for the world
cause they all are a part of me.
And all these things that I’ve done -
hangin’ with my friends and sharin’ lots of fun -
I look back at them and I smile,
and I have a good laugh for a while.
I thank God for all my friends
whom I’ll love to the very end,
whom I’ll love to the very end.
And sometimes, I think back to the days of sin
when my soul was flogged by the devil time and time again.
I was trapped in misery;
in a snare of negativity.
All my dreams were dull and vain
and my hope, at best, insane,
and my hope, at best, insane.
And I remember that little day
when I realized that my heart was lost,
And all of the weight of my sins
had nailed Lord Jesus to the cross.
Then I cried out with all my soul
as I fell down upon my knees,
and Jesus made me whole
and became the whole part of me;
He became the whole part of me.
And all these things I hold so dear -
my greatest of comforts to my deepest, darkest fears -
I lay them at Jesus feet
and they waft an aroma so sweet,
for I’ve sacrificed my life
to the cause of Jesus Christ,
to the cause of Jesus Christ.
And these things are a part of me,
but they’ve made me the man I oughta be.
And I’ll use the things of my life
for the glory of Jesus Christ,
for the glory of Jesus Christ.
Hangin’ with the city folk,
hangin’ with the goofs and the geeks.
Hangin’ with the southerners,
hangin’ with my family.
All these people I’ve met
and formed many special memories.
They all are a part of my heart;
they all are a part of me.
(2014)
I don't consider myself to be much of anything. I don't have a lot of money. I don't have a good sense of fashion. I'm not very good looking. I'm not very suave; in fact, I'm rather shy at times, especially around a girl that I like. I tend to stumble over my words, and sometimes I tend to speak without thinking. I have many scars and insecurities that I have to deal with (just like you), and it gets really hard having to bear the cross of Christ each and every day.
In spite of these things, I'm glad that God has so ordered my life. I trust in His providential care because He has cared for me so much in the past. I may not have much (or be much, for that matter), but I can give Him my heart, for I know that is what He wants. And I can give you my heart as well. This is my heart, a very sensitive part of it. I hope you enjoy it!
#Christ #Culture #Empathy #Friendship #LifePersonality #Suffering
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