My Prayer

I come to you hungry and I come to you broken—knowing that you and only you can fix the trouble in my heart and only you can satisfy the starvation in my soul.

Hungry, I come to you for I know you satisfy
I am empty, but I know Your love does not run dry
And so I wait for You
So I wait for You

Broken, I run to You for Your arms are open wide
I am weary, but I know Your touch restores my life
And so I wait for You
So I wait for You

I'm falling on my knees
Offering all of me
Jesus, You're all this heart is living for


What kind of crazy state do we live in where Measure 43 can go down by such a huge margin? How sad.

Blindly Obvious

"I view superstition and religion in pretty much the same light. They're both a set of beliefs based on nothing. Yeah right, the Bible's not full of hypocrisy... (Everyone laughs.)"

I don't fully know how wonderful it is to have my eyes open. The Bible says there was nothing I did and nothing I could do to earn this grace and the ability to have my eyes open to the truth. But, as I get more and more glimpses of what it looks like to not have your eyes opened, I realize how absolutely amazing this gift is. The truth is perfectly clear. My life has been changed and I can never go back.

On the other side, it makes me deeply sad. There is often nothing that can be said to someone unless their eyes are open. Why would they want to follow something that was going to cost them anything? What would compel them to stop living the way they are if they don't see that there is someone who is calling them to a better life with eternity in mind?

But, that doesn't mean I shouldn't say anything. No matter how hopeless it may seem, nothing is impossible for God. Never underestimate the power of my Jesus. Besides, Christ never said I was going to fit in--In fact, He said I shouldn't fit in. So, the more instances where I find myself sticking out like a sore thumb, I should praise the Lord for opening my eyes and saving me.