Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Less Like Scars

I regret to say that this was supposed to be the first blog post, but...that didn't work out. I just wanted to introduce this blog and explain that the decision to write it came out of recommitting my life to Christ and realising just how much of a mess my life was in. The realisation that...I'm not perfect, and it's okay because, Jesus Christ is!

I don't believe that the purpose of life is to airbrush out the mistakes, the bits that we are ashamed of and would rather pretend didn't happen, and put together all the good bits to make a perfect story. As much as I'd like to do that, I'm realising that the "bad" bits of my life are what have and will continue to build my character and make my life reflect the power of Christ in me: what He can do in my life, or yours.

Several months after creating this blog, my life is not a neat box that has been tidied up. I'm still a Christian and still on a journey. I hope to share with you my insights and lessons, and maybe if I'm brave enough, my mistakes.

The title for the blog was inspired by the song I was listening to when I finally made the move to start it - "Less Like Scars" by Sara Groves

Here are the lyrics, I hope you enjoy them as much as I do:

It's been a hard year 
But I'm climbing out of the rubble 
These lessons are hard 
Healing changes are subtle 
But every day it's 

Less like tearing, more like building 
Less like captive, more like willing 
Less like breakdown, more like surrender 
Less like haunting, more like remember 

And I feel you here 
And you're picking up the pieces 
Forever faithful 
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation 
But you are able 
And in your hands the pain and hurt 
Look less like scars and more like 
Character 

Less like a prison, more like my room 
It's less like a casket, more like a womb 
Less like dying, more like transcending 
Less like fear, less like an ending 

And I feel you here 
And you're picking up the pieces 
Forever faithful 
It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation 
But you are able 
And in your hands the pain and hurt 
Look less like scars 

Just a little while ago 
I couldn't feel the power or the hope 
I couldn't cope, I couldn't feel a thing 
Just a little while back 
I was desperate, broken, laid out, hoping 
You would come 

And I need you 
And I want you here 
And I feel you 

And I know you're here 
And you're picking up the pieces 
Forever faithful 
It seemed out of my hands, a bad, bad situation 
But you are able 

And in your hands the pain and hurt 
Look less like scars (x3) 

And more like 
Character

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