I absolutely L-O-V-E this song and the message the Jason Gray sends to listeners. The message in the song is so much truth it is amazing!!!
More Like Falling in Love
By: Jason Gray
Give me rules, I will break them
Show me lines, I will cross them
I need more than a truth to believe
I need a truth that lives, moves, and breathes
To sweep me off my feet
It's gotta be
More like falling in love
Than something to believe in
More like losing my heart
Than giving my allegiance
Caught up, called out
Come take a look at me now
It's like I'm falling, Ohhhh
It's like I'm falling in love
Give me words, I'll misuse them
Obligations, I'll misplace them
'Cause all religion ever made of me
Was just a sinnger with a stone tied to my feet
It never set me free
It's gotta be
More like falling in love
Than something to believe in
More like losing my heart
Than giving my allegiance
Caught up, called out
Come take a look at me now
It's like I'm falling, Ohhhh
It's like I'm falling in
Love, Love, Love
Deeper and deeper
It was love that made me a believer
In more than a name, a faith, a creed
Falling in love with Jesus brought the change in me
It's gotta be
More like falling in love
Than something to believe in
More like losing my heart
Than giving my allegiance
Caught up, called out
Come take a look at me now
It's like I'm falling, Ohhhh
It's like I'm falling
It's gotta be
More like falling in love
Than something to believe in
More like losing my heart
Than giving my allegiance
Caught up, called out
Come take a look at me now
It's like I'm falling, Ohhhh
It's like I'm falling
In love
It's like I'm falling
I'm falling love
It's like I'm falling
In love
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Fuel
What fuels you? I sometimes ask myself and wonder where I find the energy and strength I have to keep going. Sometimes I question where it all comes from, as I know it isn't something that comes from me. It comes from something more. Something more powerful fuels me.
Today I had a lot of time to think. We are really slow at work so I currently have a three day work week and a four day weekend which gives me a lot of time to think and ponder questions like the one above (and yes you read that correctly--a FOUR DAY WEEKEND). It snowed a lot yesterday and frankly our apartment complex takes thier time shoveling off the snow and they don't do the greatest job clearing the parking lot. I didn't have much to do so I decided I'd go shovel out some of the parking spots for my roommate, myself, and our neighbor. For three hours I shoveled snow for the neighbors (I ended up doing more like seven spots, not just our three). I had time to think about what fuels me and, in addition, thought about yet another question: why was I doing what I was doing when nobody even asked me to do it in the first place?
Thoughts were beginning to fly through my head about God and Jesus and love and the Cross. I was beginning to think about how I somewhat ENJOYED doing this for others. I ENJOYED serving them without somebody having to ask me to do it. I was somewhat finding JOY in something I would have complained about, and probably would not have done, just a few years ago.
It's God who fuels me. It's the blessing God has given me and what I'm doing with them in my life. It's love that keeps me going, God's love for me that is. It's Christ dying on a cross for all of mankind, so that we all may know His Father in Heaven. That fuels me. Dying on a cross is a lot harder to do than shoveling snow is, at least in my mind. Christ said to pick up our cross and follow Him -- a promise of salvation even through suffering, no matter how hard it may be. I am blessed with a "young, vibrant, and able" body and spirit, even if I don't always feel young (like right now and probably most of tomorrow). I am blessed with the health do do what I get to do. I am blessed by God in order that I may be a blessing for others. I am a child of God which adds a bit extra fuel to the flame. I am blessed with ample amounts of time on my hands, so why not use that to serve others? That small action may mean more than I know to a single mother of three, a family of a military man who is deployed, working college students or somebody who may not be as able bodied as I am. God blessed me more than I can count. God sent his son to live as a man so that He could die for all of mankind. Christ came so that He could glorify God his Father and so that all people may know our Father in Heaven and how much He loves us. How am I using my blessings to glorify God above anything else I do? How am I using God's fuel to live every single day? God is my fuel, providing more than I could have or ever even imagine having on my own. God's love and promises of life and salvation fuels me; those are things I cannot do or attain on my own. The heart to serve others fuels me. It comes from a Master who commands obedience, holiness because He is holy, from a Prince who came to SERVE NOT TO BE SERVED. I am fueled by love for a King who was born of flesh into a world of sin in order that He would die to save and make God (and his love for the world) known. I am fueled by God.
What fuels you?
Today I had a lot of time to think. We are really slow at work so I currently have a three day work week and a four day weekend which gives me a lot of time to think and ponder questions like the one above (and yes you read that correctly--a FOUR DAY WEEKEND). It snowed a lot yesterday and frankly our apartment complex takes thier time shoveling off the snow and they don't do the greatest job clearing the parking lot. I didn't have much to do so I decided I'd go shovel out some of the parking spots for my roommate, myself, and our neighbor. For three hours I shoveled snow for the neighbors (I ended up doing more like seven spots, not just our three). I had time to think about what fuels me and, in addition, thought about yet another question: why was I doing what I was doing when nobody even asked me to do it in the first place?
Thoughts were beginning to fly through my head about God and Jesus and love and the Cross. I was beginning to think about how I somewhat ENJOYED doing this for others. I ENJOYED serving them without somebody having to ask me to do it. I was somewhat finding JOY in something I would have complained about, and probably would not have done, just a few years ago.
It's God who fuels me. It's the blessing God has given me and what I'm doing with them in my life. It's love that keeps me going, God's love for me that is. It's Christ dying on a cross for all of mankind, so that we all may know His Father in Heaven. That fuels me. Dying on a cross is a lot harder to do than shoveling snow is, at least in my mind. Christ said to pick up our cross and follow Him -- a promise of salvation even through suffering, no matter how hard it may be. I am blessed with a "young, vibrant, and able" body and spirit, even if I don't always feel young (like right now and probably most of tomorrow). I am blessed with the health do do what I get to do. I am blessed by God in order that I may be a blessing for others. I am a child of God which adds a bit extra fuel to the flame. I am blessed with ample amounts of time on my hands, so why not use that to serve others? That small action may mean more than I know to a single mother of three, a family of a military man who is deployed, working college students or somebody who may not be as able bodied as I am. God blessed me more than I can count. God sent his son to live as a man so that He could die for all of mankind. Christ came so that He could glorify God his Father and so that all people may know our Father in Heaven and how much He loves us. How am I using my blessings to glorify God above anything else I do? How am I using God's fuel to live every single day? God is my fuel, providing more than I could have or ever even imagine having on my own. God's love and promises of life and salvation fuels me; those are things I cannot do or attain on my own. The heart to serve others fuels me. It comes from a Master who commands obedience, holiness because He is holy, from a Prince who came to SERVE NOT TO BE SERVED. I am fueled by love for a King who was born of flesh into a world of sin in order that He would die to save and make God (and his love for the world) known. I am fueled by God.
What fuels you?
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