Sunday, May 02, 2004
Why God? Why have you spared me so many times? I should be the one dead. Why have you spared me so many times? With one word, one breathe, one thought, you could have kept her car on the road as you have mine. You created that tree and put it in that spot to complete your purpose, but why? I am the faithless one. I am the one who is apathetic, ignores You and I harden my heart. I have no talents to further the Kingdom like she had. She had strong faith, a beautiful voice, and a humble demeanor. She drew others to herself and You. She reflected Your love and glory. She should still be alive, not me.
It was time, Ashley. Your right, she reflected me, and now she is with me. She is happier now and more like me than she ever was on earth.
But why did you spare me? I'm hard hearted, apathetic, and botch up everything I try.
I use the weak things of the world to shame the wise. I'm will use your inabilities to reflect my glory. I created you, remember? I formed you exactly the way you are and put you where you are for a purpose. I called you. I numbered your days, and I'm not done with you yet. I am still molding you into who you will be. Your my daughter and I love you. When ill you realize the significance of my saving you not just from a mortal death but a spiritual one.
Lord, I am so dead to You, so lost, so apathetic. How me how much I need you. Show me my sin. Change me. I don't understand your purposes, but I'm here and ho I am for a reason. Help me to love you. Show me who you are. Save me from myself again. Help me to want to change. Help my unbelief. Help.
*Note to self* The review mirror is not for looking at the pretty scenery behind me. It should not be stared into, but glanced into.
*Second note to self* Do not drive while upset.
"An' why did my cousin have to die in that crash?
A good kid, only seventeen, I still wonder 'bout that.
It seems unfair to me,
Some get the chance to chase their dreams,
An' some don't.
But what do I know?
I wasn't there the day you filled up the oceans.
I didn't get to see you hang the stars in the sky.
So I don't mean to second guess you,
Or criticize what I don't understand.
These are just a few questions I have.
Why do I feel like you hear these prayers of mine.
When so many oughta be ahead of me in line?
When you look down on me,
Can you see the good through all the bad?
These just a few questions I have."
-Clay Walker "A Few Questions"
It was time, Ashley. Your right, she reflected me, and now she is with me. She is happier now and more like me than she ever was on earth.
But why did you spare me? I'm hard hearted, apathetic, and botch up everything I try.
I use the weak things of the world to shame the wise. I'm will use your inabilities to reflect my glory. I created you, remember? I formed you exactly the way you are and put you where you are for a purpose. I called you. I numbered your days, and I'm not done with you yet. I am still molding you into who you will be. Your my daughter and I love you. When ill you realize the significance of my saving you not just from a mortal death but a spiritual one.
Lord, I am so dead to You, so lost, so apathetic. How me how much I need you. Show me my sin. Change me. I don't understand your purposes, but I'm here and ho I am for a reason. Help me to love you. Show me who you are. Save me from myself again. Help me to want to change. Help my unbelief. Help.
*Note to self* The review mirror is not for looking at the pretty scenery behind me. It should not be stared into, but glanced into.
*Second note to self* Do not drive while upset.
"An' why did my cousin have to die in that crash?
A good kid, only seventeen, I still wonder 'bout that.
It seems unfair to me,
Some get the chance to chase their dreams,
An' some don't.
But what do I know?
I wasn't there the day you filled up the oceans.
I didn't get to see you hang the stars in the sky.
So I don't mean to second guess you,
Or criticize what I don't understand.
These are just a few questions I have.
Why do I feel like you hear these prayers of mine.
When so many oughta be ahead of me in line?
When you look down on me,
Can you see the good through all the bad?
These just a few questions I have."
-Clay Walker "A Few Questions"
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