Wednesday, February 9, 2011

My Personal Psalm

God why do you choose me? God I see why you chose me.
I fall on my face again and again                 I fall and fall
but still you heal my wounds.                     And you wash me clean
I consider myself nothing special,               I have a special gift  
but to you I’m your precious child.            And I use it only for you.
God why do you choose me?   God I see why you chose me.
I sin all the time without realizing,             I have plenty to give
But you are willing to wash it away.            And more.
I wonder in awe of you,                             I love you with all of my heart,
But you wonder in awe of me.                   And you love me too.
God why did you choose me?  God I see why you chose me.
I turn my back on you,                               I falter in sin
But you stand there waiting.                       And I bask in your mercy.
I love you,                                              I’m perfect the way I am
But how can you love me?                         And you made me this way.




God you are my God and I love you for loving me.



Prom?

I don't see the big deal with this whole concept of prom.  Girls spend hundreds of dollars on a dress, freak out about their make up and hair, and have to find the perfect date and group while guys only go for one reason. But for what?  All I'm doing right now is freaking out over a stupid dance and I have no idea why.  I'm probably not going to have a date and the group that I go in is going to be made up of close friends whom I will have a good time with.  As for my dress, I could go in jeans and have a good time. I'm not here to impress anyone, I'm here to have a good time.  So what is the big deal?  I'm done caring about what the world thinks about me and I am more concerned about what God thinks of me.  So what about prom?  If I don't go it will be no big deal.  If I do go, I'll make sure to have fun.  All I'm saying is that I'm done being labeled by this world and it's standards of what I should think is important.  I think prom is no biggie and if I don't go I'll buy a goat and two chicks with the money I could have bought my dress with.