God is so worth it...

God is so worth it.
He's so worthy of it.
Because he's above it.
He's not of it,
He's in it.
He's in control of it.
He won't relent.
He can't be bent.

The devil can't make a dent,

A dent into any of his incredible works.

God is so worth it.

And so instead of turning to worldly things, I turn to God, to prayer, to the only one I've ever been able to trust.

God is so worth it.

"To worship you, I live. I live to worship you..."

You've broken my heart like yours does.

You've shown me the poor, the orphan, the lonely.

But I still praise you because,

Your name is holy.

You've torn my heart in two.

Only to feel half of what you feel.

Just to show me, you.

God don't let my heart heal.

I want to stay broken, hurt, and torn.

I don't want to forget.

I want my heart to feel worn.

Because, I don't want to regret,

I want to let the feeling of pain remain inside of me.

Because, then maybe just maybe,

I can make a difference.

I can make a change,

And let you re-arrange my life.

I want to be used to change their life.

I now know how it feels to lose someone you love.

To finally get to know them and then be taken away.

To love.

But only for a day.

To really feel your heart hurt.

To know what they're worth.

How many times like me God, do you say,

if I could just hold you one more time?

If only I wasn't sitting here making a rhyme.

But spending time with them.

God how often like that do you look at us?

When it should be disgust.

But it's not, it's love.

A love that can only come from above.

Thank you for breaking my heart.

Thank you for letting me see your heart.

"There's a reason for everything.."

I go through trials, so I can overcome.
I'm happy, because I was sad.
I cried, so now I can laugh.
I learned to walk, so now I can run.
I use to be full, but now I'm hungry.
I was alone, to realize I'm not alone.
I was put together, to be broken.
I wasn't feeling, to realize I don't need feelings.
I couldn't worship, to see how precious it is.
I wasn't loving, so I wasn't loved.
I wasn't loved, so I would love.
They didn't care, so I would care.
I didn't sing, so now I sing.
I wasn't appreciated, so now I appreciate.
I wasn't noticed, so now I notice.
I wasn't allowed, so now I allow.
I can't see, so that I will see.
I'm alive, so that I live eternally.
I wasn't used, so now I ask to be used.
I don't talk, because now he talks.
He didn't hear, so now I don't hear.
He wasn't loved, so we won't be loved.
He died, so now I die.
He lives, so now I live.

Feelings

Feelings,
Oh so powerful,
and just as the flowers fall,
just as the seasons fade,
so do they.

We search long and hard,
we even stretch that final yard,
just to feel.
To conceal the love and emotion we so long for,
the love that others die for.

But is it worth it?
To risk everything for it?
Just so we can forfeit in the end,
when we don't win.
When we can't feel God anymore,
when you realize that feeling you longed for was just a season.
That had purpose and reason.
But it was only a season.

Which is why you should have reason to praise him.
When things are dim,
when grace seems thin,
when you just can't win,
because you're on the rem,
on the thin line between victory and defeat,
that's invisible that seems to be un-beat.

But just as the flowers fall,
so spring becomes fall.
And the feelings back.

But do not re-track.
Remember that seasons don't stay,
they go away just as quick as they came.
But don't re-track,
don't go back to ONLY a feeling,
only reeling into God because it feels good.

But remember the cross,
the cost,
the loss,
the lost,
and remember,
it's not about feeling.