I Need Redecorating

Take, me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking

Welcome to this heart of mine
I've buried under prideful vines
Grown to hide the mess I've made
Inside of me
Come decorate, Lord
Open up the creaking door
And walk upon the dusty floor
Scrape away the guilty stains
Until no sin or shame remain
Spread Your love upon the walls
And occupy the empty halls
Until the man I am has faded
No more doors are barricaded

Come inside this heart of mine
It's not my own, make it home
Come and take this heart and make it
All Your own, welcome home

Take a seat, pull up a chair
Forgive me for the disrepair
And the souvenirs from floor to ceiling
Gathered on my search for meaning
Every closet's filled with clutter
Messes yet to be discovered
I'm overwhelmed, I understand
I can't make this place all that You can

I took this space that You placed in me
Redecorated in shades of greed
And I made sure every door stayed locked
Every window blocked, and still You knocked

Come inside this heart of mine
It's not my own, make it home
Come and take this heart and make it
All Your own, welcome home

Take me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking

~ Shaun Groves, Welcome Home

Sililoquy

He said it's crazy
How love stays with me
You know it hurts me
That I didn't figure it out before
And now it's too late for a soliloquy
It's way too late for dignity
It's time for apologies

~ Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

You'd Think

I’ve been true to you
Seems like speaking to me is the least that you could do

~ Artists, The Oakridge Boys

On the Brink

I think I'm on the brink of something large
Maybe like the breaking of a dawn
Or maybe like a match being lit
Or the sinking of a ship, letting go gives a better grip

I’m finding everything I’ll ever need
By giving up, gaining everything
Falling for You for eternity
Right here at Your feet, where I want to be
I am Yours
Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever...

Foreverandever, etc ~ David Crowder Band

Behind the Song:
'Dying is a strange concept to live by. Yet that is what we are called to, forsaking life to gain it. A close friend of mine suggests we look at it as trading up – discarding our tiny self-centered story for a grander eternal one. A sinking ship is both a tragic and beautiful image when He is the ocean.' - David Crowder