Fire...
Such a misunderstood element
Only seen as destruction
As if it's darkness itself

But fire isn't the annihilater it is sought out to be
It has saved more lives than it has destroyed
Though because it has destroyed at all, no one seems to recognize the good it has done
It's sad actually

In ancient times fire was feared
It was known as the element we see today
But as time went on it became an ally
It saved us from an era of darkness

It became our source of light
We began to cook with it
We Even started to mold items that we still use today
But fire is the enemy

On those cold chilly nights what is the first think you think of
Most people would think of heat
And from that we usually began to search for this heat
In most cases where does it lead us...

I know for my family it lead us to the fireplace
Keyword "fire"
It was probably the only time back then we would sit there and laugh together
Those few nights we were actually a family

And it's funny fire is the enemy
We use fire like a trash bag
When we need it we pull it out knowing we're going to dispose of it later
We should be ashamed of ourselves

Fire...
Such a misunderstood element
But one thing is for sure
Fire is not the enemy

Ive never been much until You touched the crutch is gone and now im singing a brand new song You came along and took me from the grave You saved me!......
AND NOW I'M SO MUCH MORE! HOW CAN I AFFORD TO BE ANYTHING LESS THAN WHAT THE LORD HAS CALLED ME TO BE I AM FREE NO MORE SLAVERY BECAUSE OF HIS BRAVERY HE REACHED DOWN AND PLACED A CROWN UPON THIS HEAD I ONCE WAS DEAD BUT NOW I AM ALIVE IN CHRIST EVERY NIGHT I FIGHT THESE DEMONS THAT TRY TO PUSH ME DOWN SIX FEET UNDER THE GROUND SO I TURN AROUND, AND HEAR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SOUND
I Love you more than you could ever understand you don't know what is going to happen but you know that I have a plan understand that my hand holds molds into the kind of man that can withstand the greatest attack, I GOT YOUR BACK I say to you there's nothing you lack
and how can I resist the love of a God who knows my deepest insides knows all my sin but tells me I can win in this competi-shin' for my soul I give You control and so, I'll never lose because I choose to follow You in all that I do...
In all that I do....
                             *in all that. I do.

Can't cuss on the bus we must trust in Jesus to get us through without a single bruise used as a tool to fuel the fire Lord take us higher cause we are on fire never to retire or expire Your our preservative our lives we give on this trip we flip the script to show that we're hip to the games but don't feel any shame in this game of fame because we have no names we are just representers presenters of the good news a few dudes on a mission of submission to listen to what to speak and hope that nothing else leaks out of the spout of our mouth give us now our daily bread fill our heads hearts and souls I know You'll show Your face in this place that we're going thisflowing You're  bestowing is growing on me and one day I'll see a little tiny pieace of a feast called glory! ^-^

I have spit in your face
A hundred times
My heart is wicked
And filled with slime
My eyes have seen such evil things
I have broken vows that came with rings
Lusted, cheated, lied, and stole;
Wretched is my soul.
AND STILL...
you call my name.
AND STILL...
You reach out your nail-scarred hand.
All the worlds philosophers couldn't
Understand.
The greatest poets can't describe.
The Love you hold... inside.

I drink and lust,
I smoke and cuss.
But, my heart only finds Joy
In Jesus.