"Ripple Effect"

It's a powerful thing
Watching a drop hitting the water
A singular being
Having say over all the others
Having an effect

And I wonder what my ripple is
When the sum of myself is joined with hers and his
Are we making waves

We could drop a word and watch it spread
Like propaganda in another person's head
Advertising lies or love and life instead
I'm wondering
Do you know the effect you have?

When I see tiny waves spread out
Like a soundwave when a person shouts
Making noise and all of the water hears it
And even moreso move to the sound of your voice
Effecting their placement
Effecting their choice
Oh, what a powerful drop we are

We could drop a word and watch it spread
Like propaganda in another person's head
Advertising lies or love and life instead
I'm wondering
Do you know the effect you have?

And you say that even skipping stones
Have to settle at the ocean's floor
That ripples only sound in ponds and stop
But what is a sea but a multitude of drops?
A multitude of drops

"Engraved"

Walking through the graveyard 'cross the street
Looking at the gravestones by my feet
Some of them with crosses, some without
Wondering which'll break at the trumpets sound

Easy to spot the spots where the rich had died
Their tombstones rise like towers to the sky
Much like the structures built in Babylon
Their efforts to reach heaven dead and gone

So here I sit
Judging graven images by the images engraved
Trying to guess the ones that Jesus saved
And I could spit
On their graves much easier than in their face
Casting stones at the stones where people lay

And I'm wondering if I could take another look
To judge the contents instead of the cover of the book
Our lives are stories bound up by the spine
All the pages and the memories in our mind

So it's a library, not a cemetery I walk
In both places we are cautioned not to talk
For the histories make imprints off the page
Where I'm hoping it's Your image that's engraved

So here I sit
Judging graven images by the images ingrained
Sifting through the icons man has made
And I could spit
At everything that I don't understand
Or do what Jesus already commands

And rest in Him
And in the peace
That He gave
I'll never be the same
I thank the Lord
That His image is engraved

"Heavy"

See heavy in the skies tonight
See heavy in the world outside
See heavy in the people's eyes

Can you lift my head
When the sun outside refuse to shine
Can you raise this dead
When the heavy thoughts weigh down my mind

Clouds heavy, it comes raining down
Pit-patter, it's a heavy sound
Breathes life unto a heavy ground

Can you lift my head
When the sun outside refuse to shine
Can you raise this dead
When the heavy thoughts weigh down my mind

Clouds forming behind heavy eyes
Grow heavy as the old world dies
Rains down and brings the dead to life

Can you lift my head
When the heavy thoughts weigh down my mind
Can you raise this dead
As the hands hang heavy by my side

"You Don't Give Love A Chance To Grow"

You don't give love a chance to grow
You're so quick to uproot the flower
To have it for yourself
It's pretty but it never stays
It shrivels and fades away

You could have a garden
You could have a garden
But you don't want to put the time in
You could have a garden
You could have a garden
But you don't want to put the time in

Love needs both sun and rain
But you only give it sunny days
Won't be long before the warmth outside
Is its detriment to life

Leaves turn in anticipation
Petals gaze up at the sky
Don't tear it from its foundation
To be the apple of your eye
It'll wither and die

You could have a garden
You could have a garden
But you don't want to put the time in
You could have a garden
You could have a garden
But you don't want to put the time in

"A Filling Fire"

When the world has shaken me
Singing, why have you forsaken me?
When I've gotten out my blasphemies
Tell me what do you expect of me

Cause I've heard all the words you say
And I've tried to put them on display
When I've fallen short in every way
Tell me what do you expect of me

When I come to Your feet
Saying take all of me
And I mean it truthfully
But the days feel so heavy

When the world has blinded me
Oh so woefully reminded me
Of the person that I used to be
Tell me what do you expect of me

Do I deny all that I comprehend
Try to compromise and make amends
I've striving to be genuine
Tell me can you bring it to an end

When I come to Your feet
Saying take all of me
And I mean it truthfully
But the days feel so heavy
Trying to live righteously
Stepping back to let You lead
Wondering why, not joyfully
It starts to feel so empty

But You are a fire, a filling fire
That I need so desperately
Be my eyes, by my sight, so I can see the end of me
So I can leap from my breach
To the safety of Your reach
I'm so in need, so sow in me
The everlasting

"In Complete"

I am incomplete
I am in complete love with you
For all your promises are new
Every morning
Help me to see them
Clear as day

I am incomplete
I am in complete love with you
Though I am blinded by the night
And the doubts of this present time
I'll be waiting for the light
To cover me

I fell in the street
Cold hands and gravel meet in need of you
Another call of desperation
To the ground
Even lost in the frustration
You're with me now

I am incomplete
I am in complete need of you
I'm reminded in the stillness
And in the waking of forgiveness
And I won't survive without Your life
Your Words are guiding me
I am the bride of Jesus Christ
I've found missing piece
Complete, complete, complete me
Complete, complete, complete me
Complete, complete, complete me
Complete, complete, completely

"Good Soil"

Some fell upon the path
Some fell among the rocks
Some fell among the thorns

Some eaten by the birds
Some dried up by the sun
Some choked out by the thorns

But you who stay upon the good soil
You who rooted deep
In the promise you received
You who rest upon the good soil
You who hear and see
Will bear a fruitful tree

Some fell upon the path
Some fell among the rocks
Some fell among the thorns

Some eaten by the birds
Some dried up by the sun
Some swept up in the storm

But you who stay upon the good soil
You who rooted deep
In the promise you received
You who rest upon the good soil
You who hear and see
Will bear a fruitful tree

Not all who cry out
Singing "Lord, Lord"
Will enter into the kingdom
Not everyone who cites
His Word, Word
Will truly know its freedom