Tuesday, April 3, 2007

The Voice of Truth

One of my favorite all-time songs, from Casting Crowns-

Oh what I would do to have, The kind of faith it takes
To climb out of this boat I'm in, Onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone, Into the realm of the unknown
Where Jesus is - And He's holding out His hand

But the waves are calling out my name, And they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me, Time and time again.
"Boy, you'll never win!" "You'll never win!"

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"
The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Oh what I would do to have, The kind of strength it takes
To stand before a giant, With just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors, Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand
But the giant's calling out my name, And he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me, Time and time again.
"Boy you'll never win!" "You'll never win!"
But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"
The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don't seem so high
From on top of them lookin' down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me
The voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"
The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
I am reminded of this often, as I look at the opportunities presented in my life. This boat I'm in has become so comfortable - carved by the experiences of my past. Am I ignoring His hand, reaching out? Am I missing a chance to walk across the water? The voice of truth is not always a loud one - many times just a whisper. And, God is asking me to quiet my reasons, my justifications, my "what ifs", and just LISTEN. I will choose to listen and believe . . .

1 comment:

Darla said...

Iloved this blog ... We should all be reminded of that daily.

Enjoy the day with your boys.