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Verse 1 -
I live a life I wasn’t meant for.
Driving down roads I know by name.
Wonder where it’s gonna get me.
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It’s hard to think about a someday.
When my mind it will be free.
From the ropes and chains that blind me.
From the one who lets me see.
All this noise is just confusion.
Busy-ness to sate my thirst.
All of it is a distraction.
From the day we leave this Earth…
Chorus 1 -
You don’t know me, like I don’t know me, but I know the one who does.
All the time He’s wasted on me. All the gifts He’s placed within me. I can’t begin to earn His love.
Verse 2 -
Maybe that’s the point now.
Yeah, that’s why we’re here.
I gotta look outside myself.
Gotta learn to own my fear.
I’ll stare across the ocean.
Of all my doubt.
Troubled seas surround me.
To the north, east, west and south.
If I only look within me.
At the hurt that I breed.
I can’t love like I should.
My heart can’t be free.
Gotta figure out a plan here.
My time could be next.
Learn to appreciate by
what I’ve been blessed.
Chorus 2/Outro -
So I have a question. Is this how you feel destined? Like me: in fear, in pain, alone?
Grab my hand I’ll take you with me. It’ll be a long hard journey. But we’ll find our way back home.
”Life isn’t funny in and of itself. It’s our perspective that transforms the mundane into hilarity!”
~Chris
”I just wish boys were allowed to grow up as men in our culture. I wish the honor and responsibility of parenthood and marital fidelity were first on Americans’ minds. I wish more people viewed children as a blessing and privilege instead of a choice. Lastly I wish people cared more about doing the honorable thing, than the convenient thing. How far we’ve come as a people, only to lose our humanity… What is progress if it costs us our soul? Please remember our roots. Please remember who we were, and who you can be again.”
~Chris
An Anchor or a Sail…
The husband is to be the boat that carries the family and keeps them dry and secure while his wife is to be the sail… I don’t want to be an anchor anymore. I want to be the sail for my dependable, strong, faithful, and trustworthy boat. ~ Inspired by Chris W.
“When I throw the anchor out – I’m digging my heels into where God is leading [my husband] and our family. It can be something used in fear… I think the anchor can symbolize so much!!! I just think that the “sail” is an awesome word picture of what it means to be a helpmate.” Breanna Brummer
