Some new lyrics I wrote the other day. On my blog, I write a segment called Everyone Has a Story. Well, it’s true. We all have stories. Stories of pain, joy, love, hope, fear, failure… Our stories are what make us who we are. Since we’ve been working with One7, we’ve heard so many stories. I don’t have a degree in theology or anything, but I know how to love someone. We can know the Bible inside and out, but if we’re not actively following the example Jesus set for us, then what good are we really doing?
Living a life of ministry is more than checking off boxes on some religious to-do list. Reading the Bible isn’t going to save us. Going to church isn’t going to save us. Singing worship and lifting our hands isn’t going to save us. We need to get out of our comfort zone, where things aren’t always pleasant, and serve God. We need to have an intimate relationship with Jesus so we can be a light to this darkened world so full of lost souls with no hope.
Giving someone a hug can do more good than anything we could ever say.
Another One Falls Copyright 2013 Chris Martin (verse one) In the empty silence of a broken heart A young girl cries herself to sleep So many people walk by with a smile But can't see the pain she doesn't want to keep If they don't stop to hear her story They think she's fine, because outside she's smiling If they would only look below the surface They would see it's just a lie, because inside she's dying (verse) And another one falls, another life we could have changed Another soul that won't see the light of day A story untold, cracked lines of a fragile heart Written in the shadows, light it up, it only takes a spark Be hope to the lost, give someone a second glance Show them Jesus, the reason for our second chance As another one falls, reach out and take their hand Love is the language, anyone can understand (verse two) His daddy left, didn't stop to say goodbye A young boy cries himself to sleep When the people walk by, he fakes his smile And hides the pain he doesn't want to keep If we don't stop to hear his story We think he's fine, because outside he's smiling If we would only look below the surface We would see it's just a lie, because inside he's dying (repeat chorus)
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