Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Come to the Well

So there is this band called Casting Crowns...if you haven't heard of them....go to your nearest Target or Wal-Mart or music store and buy every single album...it'll change your life. They are one of my favorite bands and honestly, out of the 5 albums that I own...I have not heard a song I didn't like. They consistently deliver beautiful gospel centered songs that really impact me each time I listen to them.

Anyway...Emily just got their newest CD: Come to the Well. She was letting me listen to it and there were two songs that really stuck out to me. There's been a lot of stuff going on in various aspects of my life lately, and it seems like a lot of people have been more concerned about their differences and are more passionate about what they are against than what they are for. It seems sometimes like the gospel takes a backseat when people try to point blame at each other. These two songs reminded me that it's not our differences that matter and if we let our differences cloud our judgement, we are causing others to stumble or doubt because we are not living the lives God has called us to live.  It's so easy to judge others because they are different....maybe they think differently or they live differently, but no matter the difference...God made us each unique and if we go around pointing fingers and blaming others...we're not living lives that point others to God. Such a great reminder.


City on a Hill
by Casting Crowns
Did you hear of the city on a hill?
Said one old man to the other
It once shined bright and it would be shining still
But they all started turning on each other

You see the poets thought the dancers were shallow
And the soldiers thought the poets were weak
And the elders saw the young ones as foolish
And the rich man never heard the poor man speak

And one by one they ran away
With their made up minds to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade in the city on a hill
The city on a hill

Each one thought that they knew better
But there were different by design
Instead of standing strong together
They let their differences divide

And one by one they ran away
With their made up minds to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade in the city on a hill
The city on a hill
And the world is searchin' still

But it was the rhythm of the dancers that gave the poets life
It was the spirit of the poets that gave the soldiers strength to fight
It was the fire of the young ones, it was the wisdom of the old
It was the story of the poor man that needed be told

It is the rhythm of the dancers that gives the poets life
It is the spirit of the poets that gives the soldiers strength to fight
It is the fire of the young ones, it is the wisdom of the old
It is the story of the poor man that's needing to be told

One by one, will we run away?
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade in the city on a hill?
One by one, will we run away?
With our made up minds to leave it all behind
As the light begins to fade in the city on a hill?
The city on a hill

Come home
And the Father's calling still
Come home
To the city on the hill
Come home

Jesus, Friend of Sinners
by Casting Crowns
Jesus, friend of sinners, we have strayed so far away
We cut down people in your name but the sword was never ours to swing
Jesus, friend of sinners, the truth's become so hard to see
The world is on their way to You but they're tripping over me
Always looking around but never looking up I'm so double minded
A plank eyed saint with dirty hands and a heart divided

Oh Jesus, friend of sinners
Open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers
Let our hearts be led by mercy
Help us reach with open hearts and open doors
Oh Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks yours

Yeah...

Jesus, friend of sinners, the one who's writing in the sand
Made the righteous turn away and the stones fall from their hands
Help us to remember we are all the least of these
Let the memory of Your mercy bring Your people to their knees
Nobody knows what we're for only what we're against when we judge the wounded
What if we put down our signs crossed over the lines and loved like You did

Oh Jesus, friend of sinners
Open our eyes to world at the end of our pointing fingers
Let our hearts be led by mercy
Help us reach with open hearts and open doors
Oh Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks yours

You love every lost cause; you reach for the outcast
For the leper and the lame; they're the reason that You came
Lord I was that lost cause and I was the outcast
But you died for sinners just like me, a grateful leper at Your feet

'Cause You are good, You are good and Your love endures forever
You are good, You are good and Your love endures forever
You are good, You are good and Your love endures forever
You are good, You are good and Your love endures forever

Oh Jesus, friend of sinners
Open our eyes to world at the end of our pointing fingers
Let our hearts be led by mercy
Help us reach with open hearts and open doors
Oh Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks Yours

And I was the lost cause and I was the outcast
Yeah...
You died for sinners just like me, a grateful leper at Your feet

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