Sometimes

Sometimes every one of us feels
Like we’ll never be healed
Sometimes

Sometimes every one of us aches
Like we’ll never be saved
Sometimes

When you’ve given up
Let your healing come
Till you’re rising up
Let your healing come

It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in you, we’re lost in you
It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in you, we’re lost in you
Sometimes

Sometimes
It’s like we’ll never atone
For all the love we’ve known
Sometimes
Like in a smile or a song
When you feel love come
And that feeling’s gone
It flies

When we’ve given up
Let your healing come
When there’s nothing left
Let your healing come
Till we’re rising up
Let your healing come
Where you go, we will follow
Where you go, we will follow

It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in you, we’re lost in you
It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in your, we’re lost in you
It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in you, we’re lost in you
It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
Don’t be afraid
Don’t be afraid
Just set your sail

And risk the ocean, there’s only grace
Let’s risk the ocean, there’s only grace
Let’s risk the ocean, there’s only grace
Let’s risk the ocean, there’s only grace

It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in you, we’re lost in you
It’s your love that we adore
It’s like a sea without a shore
We’re lost in you, we’re lost in you

Where you go we will follow
I’m on my knees
Where you go we will follow
Oh, God send me

Where you go we will follow
I’m on my knees
Where you go we will follow

Sometimes

David Crowder
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Training Journal – 1/16/12:

• Current plan: 10K Training
  
• Today’s session: Rest
  
• Comments: nada
  

We read:

“…giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.”

Colossians 1:12 NIV

We often think:

“…giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has seen all the good things we do, understands the shortfalls we have, and recognizes that we are entitled and deserve to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.”

…forgive us me, oh God.

Training Journal – 12/23/11:

• Current plan: 10K Training
  
• Today’s session: Easy 5 mile run
  
• Comments: Good run!  A brisk 34 degrees out, which gave me a chance to try my new beanie.  I was toasty: cold, shmold!
  

He put up with them through forty years of wandering in the wilderness.

- Acts 13:18 NLT

So glad He puts up with me too.  [thank You God!]

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…Oh, and here’s a little hymn I wrote:

He putteth up with me
He putteth up with me
Just as He didst with Israel…and every other person He created
He putteth up with me

[cha, cha, cha!]

Training Journal – 12/16/11:

• Current plan: 10K Training
  
• Today’s session: Easy 4 mi run
  
• Comments: Good run on another brisk morning.  After starting out a little fast, I remembered the “easy” part of the training day plan and slowed down…
  

As those three items – and a load of others – bombard us over the next six-plus weeks, I resolve (and challenge you) to remember:

“And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us … And from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.”

John 1:14, 16 ESV

O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

- George Matheson