Songs.... Are they just mere lyrics that we repeat over and over again to the rhythm.. to the tunes of the song itself? For us to repeat the words of praise and worship that we never actually understood? Words that we sing with confidence but no conviction?
Interestingly enough... i wonder how many of us wonder how these songs came about.... Did you ever wonder? Or ever felt drawn to seek an answer?
I found my song composed in the midst of the wind gushing across my face. Emotions that come and sweep you to where you belong... your destiny.. your vision.... your dreams... All these that has already been put in you when he gave it all on the cross.
You have your own song... like i have mine. Singing that is a thousand times more noteworthy for our father than songs of others... that you know, that He knows.
Fill these lives once again, i want to touch their hands, make their lives whole again.
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