If this is not a place where tears are understood, Then where shall I go to cry? And if this is not a place where my spirit can take wings, Then where shall I go to fly? I don't need another place for trying to impress you With just how good and virtuous I am. I don't need another place for always being on top of things; Everybody knows that it's a sham. I don't need another place for always wearing smiles, Even when it's not the way I feel. I don't need another place to mouth the same old platitudes; Everybody knows that it's not real. So if this is not a place where my questions can be asked, Then where shall I go to seek? And if this is not a place where my heart cry can be heard, Where, tell me where, shall I go to speak? So if this is not a place where tears are understood, Where shall I go, where shall I go to fly? -- Ken Medema
Seeing the change needed and unwilling movement is even more frustrating. I'm finding people don't accept change if it's not their idea. Shoot me now! Your right, Mark. I pray the Lord keeps me open to change. When I stop changing, I stop growing. When I stop growing, I have died. Blessings to you. ~ Tammie
ReplyDeleteSome only like change when it's their idea. Frustration is not moving when the Lord directs. When I don't change there is no growth. When I don't grow there is death. Praising God for change. ~ Tammie
ReplyDeleteGood thought Tammie. Thanks for the comments.
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