I’m sharing my testimony at youth on Friday night to the junior highs. I think in some situations, things just fall together how they’re supposed to be.
I’ve never shared my story more than casually—at Starbucks over coffee, sitting on the floor in my room. Never to more than one person at a time. That’s about to change, and I’m really, really excited about it, actually. I think this is something that God has been stirring in me to do for quite some time. Friday’s theme is Getting Past my Past, and I think I’ve done a lot of that over the last five and a half years . . . and a lot of realizing that because of God, my past is my past, and it does not have to be my present or my future because of His gift of life.
even now the world is bleeding / but feeling just fine / all numb in our castle / where we’re always free to choose / never free enough to find / i wish something would break / cause we’re running out of time
and i am overcome / holy water in my lungs / i am overcome
there’s women in the street pulling out their hair / my Master’s in the yard, giving light to the unaware / this plastic little place / is just a step amongst the stairs
and i am overcome, baby / holy water in my lungs
so drive me out / out to that open field / turn the ignition off / and spin around / your help is here / but i’m parked in this open space / unlocking the gates of love
beautiful drowning / this beautiful drowning / this holy water / this holy water / is in my lung / and i am overcome / i am overcome / i-i-i am overcome
i am overcome, Lord