This is
definitely a random post.
But I woke
up this morning singing the oddest song.
No idea
where my memory bank found it.
It was a
1971 one hit wonder by Ocean called,
"Put
Your Hand in the Hand."
What has
impacted me are the lyrics (below),
that it
reached #2 on the charts,
and that I
woke up singing it.
The last
line is the religious philosophy of our day.
To do what
we must do,
we forget
what He said and
we figure that
He'll still make room.
There are
many who believe—
yet live
their lives in direct opposition to
the
principles taught by the Man from Galilee.
And figure
somehow it'll all work out in the end.
The Man
from Galilee continues to still the waters.
He
continues to calm the seas.
But He
doesn't just want our hands.
He wants
our lives.
Whoever
finds their life will lose it,
and whoever
loses their life for my sake will find it.
I am
posting the awesome YouTube and lyrics,
classic
70's crazy fashion and ugly hair.
But I
believe the Lord is speaking.
Holy
Spirit, may I not forget what You say
and figure
that You'll still make room.
Every time
I look into the Holy Book,
I want to
tremble.
I put my
hand in Your hand today,
and give
You all that goes with it.
The Father
loves His Son and
has put
everything into His hands.
John 3:35
I trust Your hands, Lord,
and surrender my whole
life to them.
Put your
hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water
Put your
hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look
at yourself and then you can look at others differently
By putting your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee.
Every time
I look into the Holy Book I want to tremble
When I read
about the part where the carpenter cleared the temple
For the
buyers and the sellers were no different fellas
Than what I
profess to be
And it
causes me shame
To know
we're not the people we should be.
My mama
taught me how to pray before I reached the age of seven
She said,
"There'll come a time when there'll probably be room in heaven"
But I'm
feeling kinda of guilty 'bout the number of times
To do what
we must do
We forget
what He said and we figure
That He'll still make room
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