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Former NFL player Junior Seau was found dead today after an apparent suicide. Depression is heavy, share the burden. Friends: be present, serve each other, and love.
You’re not entitled to them; you’re privileged with them.
Oceans Have No Favorites
1 Well, I’m afraid, God. I’m not totally sure where the next step is Or even if said step is gonna take me any closer to heaven What if the worst happens? And I walk West until I hit the Pacific And I wash away in the ocean along with all of my habits 5 Good or bad, it’s no matter, oceans don’t play favorites I just want to be able to know I’m doing your will...
To be separated from God is to be a son with no father It’s like being an ocean bed with no blankets of water There is one that took our place, His view of God’s face was severed He became the drought so that we could drink from His side forever
The beauty of Christ isn’t simply that He died for your sins. He also conquered death through resurrection. Therefore, not only are your sins atoned for, but death has NO sting. If you’re not the church-going type, please consider going to church today. You may hear something that makes sense.
When your world is turned upside-down, thank God for gravity.
We Are All Wrong
Found this today. Just some thoughts from a couple of months ago. 1 When something gets some attention I’ve gotta find the flaws in it Cause 6 million souls in just two days Have seen apparent damage that moves them to work for heart change 5 It’s not to say that it was perfect Or that I’ve pledged an allegiance But the fact that I can’t escape Whether wrong or not, our opinions are always...
Can I come home Home so I can watch my kids grow Implications Paint me so I look like a drunk I am done I am done Ain’t marriage great when there’s one in a cage ‘81, oh my, how you’ve changed Litigation is required I have to protect my funds So I’m checked out And made my own checking account But you have to file Cause I won’t file I heard from...
You have a limited amount that you can give of yourself. No matter how far you dig, eventually, your own cup will run dry. This goes for every person. The Holy Spirit is an endless well. Fill your cups with the Holy Spirit… always.
The spider in this is labeled as a “she” (Much more poetic than “it”) 1 Her dainty legs sidestep potential plight Though spineless, her legs still walk a straight line Her markings suggest a unique design More than distant eyes can identify 5 Recluse is respectful with no pretense No shallow assumptions or harsh judgements She has humility like a lamp stand And fine hair that feels like silk in...
Peace is a Fruit, Not The Tree
If you’re a strong believer in peace, please know that I am not writing this article/essay/what-have-you to endorse war, conflict, or dissension. In fact, I’m writing to promote peace—not the peace that signs a document with half-truths and empty promises, but a genuine peace that surpasses all understanding. Now, what are you standing behind by fighting for peace? I understand...
1 I’ve spent so much time negotiating with ghosts Negotiating how much I’ll allow them to know me However, much dancing around reason and logic Has lead me to question their very existence 5 I’ll improvise as many reasons as I want But the validity will always fall short of concrete thought Sometimes truth is more like water or air, you can’t grab a handful of it But...
I Want You to Think I'm Funny
I’ve been thinking a lot about Facebook, twitter, and now my sudden interest in tumblr (mostly because I’ve been at home all day). If somebody looked at my page, they wouldn’t exactly find a whole lot that points to my faith. I would like to let you know right now: if you’re not a Christian, I believe that these ensuing thoughts can bring insight, as well as shed some light...
Here’s an acoustic cover of one of my...
1 I’m a warrior—standing tall and righteous A pride that won’t fall. I’m humble and I know it I’d better better myself if I want to taste heaven I’ll never, never burn so I can still get in 5 I see the queen in her beckoning attire She came into town looking for a bright young squire The queen, she picked me (the last thing I expect) But the bed of royalty was not my intent 9 As I lay down...
Hey everybody, my name is Chance. I’m a singer/songwriter from a band called Sounds of Satellites. I just decided that I’m gonna start posting lyrics, songs, and other random junk. I hope that you enjoy my random thoughts, rants, and musings. I just like posting new things and I wanted a place that I could do it without spamming facebook walls.