Friday, December 30, 2011

"I love you, and that's what you are getting yourself into."

When I made up my mind, and my heart along with that,
To live not for myself, but yet for God,
somebody said, "Do you know what you are getting yourself into?"
When I finally ironed out all of my priorities,
And asked God to remove the doubt that makes me so unsure of these things,
I ask myself, I ask myself: "Do you know what you are getting yourself into?"

I'm getting into You, because You got to me, in a way words can't describe.
I'm getting into You, because I've got to be. You're essential to survive.
I'm gonna love You with my life.

When He looked at me and said, "I kind of view you as a son"
And for a second our eyes met, and I met that with a question;
"Do You know what You are getting Yourself into?"
I'm getting into You, because You got to me, in a way words can't describe.
I'm getting into You, because I've got to be. You're essential to survive.
I'm gonna love You with my life.

I've been a liar and I'll never amount to the kind of person You deserve to worship You.
You say you will not dwell on what I did, but rather what I do, You say;
"I love you and that's what you are getting yourself into."

You said "I love you and that's what you are getting yourself into."

Thursday, December 29, 2011

You Lift me Up.

Waiting for the sunrise, waiting for the day, waiting for a sign that I'm where You want me to be.
I can see the dawn is breaking, I am feeling overtaken with Your Love, with Your Love.

Your Love catches me, so I'm letting go.
Your Love carries me, so I'm letting go.
You really are all that I need.


So I know I could never explain it to anyone... I can't even explain it to myself. But I know what I know, more than anything else in the whole world. I really, really do know that You are there. You are here. You are truer than true; You are truth itself. You are realer than real; You are more real than any reality of this world. You are You; and You will be You, always and forever.

I don't need anyone to try to convince me, and I simply am unable to believe any different. I can feel You, always. And nothing else is more true, more real to me, than the truth, the reality, of who You are.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

The Little Green Man.

I'm sure we've all thought about it, when we are either holding a rail walking down a staircase, or pressing the silver button to ask the little green man permission to cross the road, or even turning the handle on a well-used public door, who else has touched this with their hands? Whether we think of such things because of curiosity or for sanitary reasons, we still think of it.
I mean, it's a pretty deep thought, isn't it? Maybe someone famous? Maybe someone on a mission that would, in due time, save the world? Or at the least, change the world in some way. Maybe we'll meet the last person to press that button or hold onto the hand rail. Maybe we'll become the best of friends, maybe we'll fall in love, maybe we already know them, maybe we'll never know who they are. Would we ever really find out?
Many would be doubtful. But that other person's hand has done what your han
d has done too. In my head, it seems to make some sort of cosmic sense, that we, us here, alive and breathing; we are all connected. We are all the same. And we can be miles apart from each other, yet impact one another's lives greatly.

Watch that person, next time you are about to push that silver button at an intersection, who presses it before you. They have a story, they have a purpose. They might even be the next person to change the world. And maybe, the person behind you at that intersection, is looking at you and thinking the exact same thing.
"I have always been amazed at the way an ordinary observer lends so much more credence and attaches so much more importance to waking hours and events, than to those occurring in dreams...
...Man is, above all else, the play-thing of his mind."

-Andre Burton.

This is the precious present.

This is the precious present, regardless of what yesterday was like, regardless of what tomorrow may bring. When your inner eyes open, you can find immense beauty hidden within the inconsequential details of daily life. When your inner ears open, you can hear the subtle, lovely music of the universe everywhere you go. When the heart of your heart opens, you can take deep pleasures in the company of the people around you - family, friends, acquaintances or strangers - including those whose characters are less than perfect, just as you are less than perfect.

When you are open to the beauty, the mystery, and the grandeur of ordinary existence, you 'get it' that 'it' has always been beautiful, mysterious and grand - and it always will be. This is the precious present. You are living in the precious present. This is happening right in front of you, all around you. This is right here, this is right now.

Perfect Timing.


So now this year is at its end. If I were in school and had to write some stupid evaluation on this year just passing, I would probably have no short answer to describe how it has been. There was a lot of good, a lot of bad. But I believe it was a really good year over all. Because I can think about the year gone by and feel content, satisfied, pleased.
I know 2012 is gonna be one of those challenging years ahead of me, but I'm starting to feel ready for it. And I guess with only 3 days left of this year, I would hope to be ready.

One big thing I've learned from 2011 has affected me greatly, for the better. I've learned that rather than miss the past and wish I could go back, rather than be afraid of time slipping away, I should embrace time instead. No matter what I do, time will keep going on. Whether we are running ahead of time, obsessing over the future, or running out of breath and lagging behind; time doesn't stop for anybody. I've learned to not just accept that truth, but embrace it. So I'm ready for each day to be what they are. That's all they will ever really be. But it's up to me to make use of what there is in the moment. Time will paint the day, but it's up to me to choose the colours, the style, the subject matter of the whole artwork.
And when you think about who controls time, you know that really, you have nothing to worry about. Because His timing is the ultimate timing, the only real timing. His watch isn't a few seconds off, it's ours that are usually not on time. If He's the one making each day happen in the time it does, then I don't want a single second to be added or taken away. I welcome the new year, and bid farewell to the one that's almost gone. I'm learning how to truly live in the moment; the moment He has given me, the moment for which I am so grateful.

"I've found everything I thought I lost before."


You make sense of who I am.
I come to You in pieces, so You can make me whole.