Songs in my head

Could you let down your hair
Be transparent for a while
Just a little while
See if your human after all
Honesty is a hard attribute to find
When we all want to seem like we've got it all figured out
Let me be the first to say that I don't have a clue
I don't have all the answers
Ain't gonna pretend like I do
Just
Trying to find my way
Trying to find my way the best that I know how

Well I haven't memorized all the cute things to say
But I'm working on it
Maybe I'll master this art form someday
If I quote all the lines off the top of my head
Would you believe that I fully understand all these things I read

I'm just trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
Trying to find my way the best that I know how

Well I haven't got it all figured out quite yet but
Even if it takes my whole life
To get to where I need to be
And if I should fall to the bottom of the end
I'll be one step back to you

I'm trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
I'm trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
-Lifehouse

let the wind fall wild across my path
even though we barely move, there's no turning back
there is a river; there is a road
place of holy riches untold
it's where i'm s'posed to be
where i'm s'posed to be
my heavenly

i know it never feels right
to let go of the safety we're used to holding so tight
but there is a lion underneath these skies
though love cries (though love cries)
though love cries
love will rise
my, my, my heavenly

so fly me higher, higher
hope fill me, keep me here
love lion
my, my...

so when i'm lonely or when i'm old
life is more behind me, all the stories have been told
i can fix my gaze up through the clouds
where i'm gonna be
where i'm gonna be
my heavenly
my, my heavenly
my heavenly
-Jars of Clay

Music is... oh gosh, just go read Wes' blog. He knows what music is.

I've been overcome with peace about my future. We were listening to a tape by some guy whose name I can't remember in ther car on the way back to the Springs from Grand Junction/Glenwood Springs (gorgeous drive: mountains, mountains, mountains. That word doesn't do the world justice.) and I was prompted to really ask myself, do I actually believe that God is perfect and good? Well, do I? And do I believe that my life is in his hands? And do I really truly in the depths of my doubting heart believe that all things work for the good of those who love him? HUH? Well, I decided, yes. Of course I do. So even if I waver back and forth, I must choose to live my life according to the beliefs which I have adopted. So NO MORE WORRYING. Right? Right.

So it's not my job to save the world. I feel I need to, you know, because it is definitely in need of saving. But that's ridiculous: one little measly human can't shoulder all the guilt of a failure like that! And I most assuredly would fail. So I will just stay on this course, keep on marching forward, onward-Christian-soldier etc. etc. etc.

See? See? I'm not that insane!!!