Expecting two wrongs to make a right.
Always ending up in a controversial fight.
Once brothers and sisters, hand-in-hand.
Now benevolent, immoral and divided we stand.
Pointing fingers at the ones who speak Gods word.
Accusations of intolerance, as their words go unheard.
'Thou shalt not judge" is our new favorite line.
Never picked up a bible, but that verse sounds fine.
Picking and choosing what we want ourselves to hear.
Overwhelmed with uncertainty and plagued by fear.
Twisting Gods words to suit our sin.
Becoming charmers of the flesh, rather than fishers of men.
Making ample lies out of such divine truth.
While sabotaging the future of our demoralized youth.
Blaming a God we now deny,
Cursing the heavens and wondering why.
If God's a God of love why would He leave?
Like we're some sort of dirt brushed off from His sleeve.
He hasn't left, nor turned His back,
We're the ones who got off track.
Following our own paths to a realm of unknown.
Creating our own world, trying to make it all alone.
Forgetting who was created for who.
Not You for us, but we for You. ©

One day I will wake up and make a change,
And I won't let anything stop me.
One day I will put my family before everyone else,
And I won't push them aside to try to please unpleasable people.
One day I will stop being a doormat,
And I won't let anyone walk over me ever again.
One day I will break free from the curse of stress and worry,
And I won't question Gods provision.
One day I will realize I am not glued down,
And I won't have to stay 'stuck'.
One day I will live every day to the fullest.
And I won't waste it waiting impatiently for the future.
One day I will hear Gods voice speak loud,
And I won't have to question His plans for me.

One day can't come soon enough,
And I won't stop trying until it does.

Love is patient,
Love is kind.
No sweet-talking boy
Will change my mind.
My morals are strong,
They aren't up for debating.
But I hear that true love
Is worth all the waiting.
I know you're out there somewhere
And someday I'll call you mine.
Whether it's years from now, or maybe days,
It's in God's perfect time.
So until then,
I will try to be
More like Jesus
And less like me.
I will focus on the one
Who loved me first.
The one who's always been there
At my best and worst
I'll prepare my heart,
The wellspring of my life.
And strive to become
A Godly future wife.
For what I want most
Will ultimately be;
A Christ-centered relationship
Between you and me.©

I've heard this song before
It's always on replay.
Lyrics running through my mind
They never go away.
It's got me strumming on my heartstrings
And swaying to the beat.
Humming to the melody
Whispering "Defeat".
Giving up and giving in
It's what I now do best.
Just put the record on
Set my heart to the test.
I've lost all self-control
Get this song out of my head.
New artist, same sad tune
Nothing new to be said.

I'm in sea of thoughts
Swimin' 'round my head.
The waves they toss and turn me
Can't get comfy in my bed.
Shipwrecked on this island
I'm nowhere to be found.
Memory anchors this sinking ship
Won't be long until i drown.
Don't know how I got here
On this island of regret
Must have let my thoughts consume me
Wasn't ready to forget.
I've learned that in His time
God will calm the sea.
He will bring peace to the raging waters
And ultimately, me.
All i have to do
Is let him lead the way.
Let Him be the captain
And my ship will never stray.

Set my soul on fire, oh God.
Don't let it stifle out.
Let it spread throughout the world,
Like a wildfire in a drought.
Let it burn bright and show
The power of Your name.
Let it awaken this generation
So desperate for a flame.©

Get up, get going.
Life is all about time.
The clocks busy hands
Will never unwind.
What's done is done
It's all in the past.
We're chasing after things
That we know will never last.
What's here today
May be gone tomorrow.
Time cannot be bought
Nor borrowed.
So why do we devote it
To meaningless things
And forget to thank God
For each blessing He brings?
Why do we waste time in gossip
About one another
And fail to lend a hand
to our sister or our brother?
How can we be too busy
To silently pray
But have time to tell Facebook
All about our day?
Are we losing sight
Of what life is about?
What went wrong
To cause many to doubt?
Here's a humbling thought
That may cause a fuss;
We were made for HIM.
Not He for us.
Live a life of purpose
Throughout all your days.
Seek God in all you do,
Turn your blessings into praise.
Be His hands and feet
To do the work He has for you.
Be a light in this dark world
And let it shine all through.
Get up get going,
Life is all about time.
The clocks busy hands
Will never unwind.©

It's more than a book,
It's more than a building.
It's more than standing in a church,
While your sin is simply yielding.
It's more than the third pew on the right,
The one you always sit in.
It's more than wearing fancy clothes,
In hopes that you will fit in.
It's more than picket signs, hymns,
Or yells that may scare you.
It's more than the music, the sermons,
Or how much tithe you're due.
It's more than meets the eye,
It's more than what we've made it.
It's a quiet chat with God,
Through whom we were created.
And during the quiet,
With tears streaming down,
His amazing grace is the sweetest sound.
And His abundant mercy,
Makes it all clear;
Religion is useless,
If Gods not kept near.©