I don’t think there is a single person in this world that hasn’t felt burdened at some point. I just love this song, it is very uplifting. Even through the tough we all have a story to finish. Stephen Curtis Chapman has been blessed with a fantastic ability to spread the message of God’s love.
Echos needling in my ears,
Moments missed and stumbling fears.
I seem to have misplaced my sense,
Got lost in dreams of dwindling pretense.
This constant noise that’s seeping in,
Has me going nuts again.
I can’t ignore the judgments made,
The constant berating of plans mislaid.
Re-evaluating my need to be right,
Looking around the end is in sight.
I won’t cave to this chaos that creeps to displace,
The years that I have spent trying to embrace.
Existential realities of my own making,
I refuse to give up, they remain mine upon waking.
Glancing into grey mist that is the unknown,
I met someone today.
He whispered secrets that no one knows,
He whispered them my way.
I found myself enraptured,
In his confidence displayed.
A wealth of untold knowledge,
In my reach left me dismayed.
Given choice my reason left me,
All inhibitions dissolved forthwith.
Curiosity consumed me,
He offered me his gift.
Greedy and naive,
I grasped what he had shown.
And now I have become the mist,
They call me the unknown.
I stand before you, a woman,
I carried you within my innermost being,
For so long.
I was patient,
I was impatient.
I knew you before you knew you.
I still know you.
I am the part of you that will never go.
I will give you everything.
The wisdom of a lifetime.
And you will reject it.
For you are a child,
I will be nothing to you.
Until you too,
Become a mother.
And then you will see,
You will understand,
And it will complete you.
My heavy heart gasps for air,
As I silently decompose.
A composition of transitional grief and anguish,
That will never subside.
I step forward,
Lead feet dragging.
Into another moment of time to be destroyed,
By an oncoming future of disillusionment,
A lifetime of swarming movements,
A never ending rush of motion.
That ends so abruptly,
And without warning.
This is the kind of song I just love to hear as I drive my little one to school in the mornings. Even more uplifting is listening to my toddlers sing along. What joy! Thanks Third Day for your passion!
As a shadow I carry you with me,
Through my journey of life.
I am attached to you.
As if we are one,
As we were one.
Torn from my side I can only dream.
And stare into the darkness that is my world.
Reaching to you always,
But one can never touch their shadow can they?
A never-ending torment that I will endure.
Because the shadow of you,
Is all I am left with.