fredag 25 januari 2008

What this world needs
Is not another one hit wonder with an axe to grind
Another two bit politician peddling lies
Another three ring circus society
What this world needs
Is not another sign waving super saint that's better than you
Another ear pleasing candy man afraid of the truth
Another prophet in an Armani suit

What this world needs is a Savior who will rescue
A Spirit who will lead
A Father who will love them in their time of need
A Savior who will rescue
A Spirit who will lead
A Father who will love
That's what this world needs

What this world needs
Is for us to care more about the inside than the outside
Have we become so blind that we can't see
God's gotta change her heart before He changes her shirt
What this world needs
Is for us to stop hiding behind our relevance
Blending in so well that people can't see the difference
And it's the difference that sets the world free

Jesus is our Savior, that's what this world needs
Father's arms around you, That's what this world needs.

lördag 19 januari 2008

for you I've waited all these years

Jag mår så bra. Som att sväva, flyga. Har haft en fantastisk dag. Jag hoppas there's more to come. Det tror jag. Mitt sinne är helt uppfyllt. Ibland tror jag att stjärnorna lyser just för sådana här dagar, att solen strålar endast denna dag för att sedan vara i mörker i tusentals år, för att vi verkligen skall uppskatta den till fullo. Idag är den dagen. Jag hoppas jag får leva i tusentals år, så att jag får se den igen.

onsdag 16 januari 2008

feeling good

det känns bra. yes it does.

onsdag 9 januari 2008

tyst retreat coming up.

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise you with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in you ?

måndag 7 januari 2008

Nowhere to live, nowhere to fall
He used to have money
But he's wasted it all
His face is a photograph burned in mind
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He sleeps under stars, it's all he can afford
His blanket's an old coat he's had since the war
He stands on the corner of Carter and Vine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He may be a drifter who's grown old and grey
But what if it's Jesus and I walk away
I say I'm the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
She's 29 but she feels 48
She can't raise three kids on minimum wage
She's crying in back of the welfare line
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
She may be a stranger trying to get through the day
But what if it's Jesus and I walk away
I say I'm the body and drink the wine
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
This is a call for a change in my heart
I realize that I've not been doing my part
When I need a Savior, I found it in Him
He gave to me, now I'll give back to them
Drifter or stranger, daughter or son
I'll look for Jesus in everyone
'Cause I am the body and drink of the wine
And I'm thankful there's more than the twenty-first time
- Monk and Neagle

torsdag 3 januari 2008

2008

Imorgon (eller det blir ju idag) åker jag hem. Ja, jag kallar det hem nu. Och oj vad skönt det ska bli. Can't wait. Komma in i rätta rutiner igen, känner att det har börjat spåra ut lite. Godis som enda föda funkar visst inte så bra i längden. Skall bli skönt att komma tillbaka nu.