I got a new cd and this song was on there and I fell in love with it! It seemed to say exactly how I felt. And I thought I would put it in on my blog! Enjoy:)

Believe

I say on Sunday

how much I want revival

But then by Monday

I can’t even find my Bible

Where’s the pow’r

The pow’r of the cross

In my life

I’m sick of playin’ the game of religion

I’m tired of losing my reason for livin’

Where’s the pow’r

The pow’r of the cross

In my life

I’m not content just to walk through my life

Givin’ in to the lies

walkin’ in compromises

Now we cry out as a generation that was lost

but now is found

In the pow’r of the cross

We believe in You

We believe in the pow’r

Of Your Word and its truth

We believe in You

So we lay down our cause

That our cross might be found in You

I’m not satisfied doin’ it my own way

I’m not satisfied to go to church and walk away

I’m not satisfied there’s no love in my life but You

I’m not satisfied livin’ in yesterday’s hour

I’m not satisfied to have the form but not the pow’r

I’m not satisfied

Lord I am crucified in You

We believe in You

We believe in the pow’r

Of Your Word and its truth

We believe in You

So we lay down our cause

That our cross might be found in You

So we lay down our cause

That our cross might be found in You

“Covered by your love divine

Child of the risen Lord

To hear you say this One’s mine

My heart is spoken for”

Take this world from me

I don’t need it anymore

My Heart is Spoken For-Mercy Me

I’m supposed to be working on my homework, but I’m listening to music and this song happened to be playing and I started to ponder what the words were really saying. It talks about our hearts being spoken for. I realized that through my salvation Christ has spoken for my heart, He’s claimed it for his own. And I realized that so often, I follow other things and my heart is fully focused on God. Why it isn’t will forever remain a mystery. As I ponder All Christ did for me, I can’t help but realize how much I lack and how often I treat His death as just another sunday school story we’ve heard a million times. But the sacrifice He made, and the priviledge I have to talk to God, and to know I’m going to heaven is more then anything this world has to offer. It’s better then any material thing, or boyfriend, or even friend for that matter..(not that any of those things are bad) My heart is spoken for, and I pray that I can always live in light of that. That I will never let the mundane schedule of life cloud the awesome power of God.