Thursday, May 26, 2011

You Love Me ANYWAY!









The question was raised
As my conscience fell
A silly, little lie
It didn’t mean much
But it lingers still
In the corners of my mind
Still you call me to walk
On the edge of this world
To spread my dreams and fly
But the future’s so far
My heart is so frail
I think I’d rather stay inside
But You love me anyway
It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me
How You love me
It took more than my strength
To simply be still
To seek but never find
All the reasons we change
The reasons I doubt
And why do loved ones have to die?
But You love me anyway
It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me
I am the thorn in Your crown
But You love me anyway
I am the sweat from Your brow
But You love me anyway
I am the nail in Your wrist
But You love me anyway
I am Judas’ kiss
But You love me anyway
See now, I am the man that called out from the crowd
For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking ground
Yes then, I turned away with this smile on my face
With this sin in my heart tried to bury Your grace
And then alone in the night, I still called out for You
So ashamed of my life, my life, my life
But You love me anyway
Oh, God… how you love me
You love me anyway
It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me
You love me, You love me
You love me, You love me
How You love me
How You love me
How You love me
WOW! I had heard this song several times on the radio, but had never really listened.  A few days ago, I took the time to listen to what this song was saying.  How amazing is our God!
In all other religions, you must have attained some sort of 'cleanliness' before approaching God.  But our Sovereign God, who created the world, wants us to come to him as we are! WE fail again and again, but he stills loves us!   I am Judas' kiss.  When we feel that worthless, that sinful, he still wants us, loves us and is waiting for us to come to him!

Praise the Lord!
Remember the picture of petals I put at the beginning of this post?  We come to God like that.  Like torn up flowers that are apparently worthless.  But God is powerful.

Through his love, he can make those petals into a gorgeous flower again.  

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