Sweetness of Grace

For a while, I remember having this desire to write songs on my guitar... I never thought that I would ever write one. I had no idea what it was inside of me, but it wasn't until half a year ago that I just sat down and wrote one. I have started on some more and I always have ideas in my head...thoughts about God, about life, doubts, faith... this one below was a few months back. My favorite part is the last two lines... there is a whole year of school within it, the part about Peter is pretty cool, I'll tell you sometime about the last chapters in John between Jesus and Peter and what the word love really means in that passage that I learned in New Testament Class, and then if you ask I might play it for you...God is so good. He really does want the best for our lives, I am seeing that more and more everyday... thank you Jesus for the people in my life, for the encouragement, for the prayers of my fellow believers within the church. Thank you for my righteous parents who along with you are my guides and strengths in my life. I praise you my Lord, my Savior, my first and only Love. Glory be unto Your Name alone. Amen.

Sweetness of Grace

Have I ever stopped to notice life
The blessings that surround me everyday
We are enriched by the flavor of love in our hearts
By the beauty of the sun on our face

Our God wants us to catch every glimpse of his presence
The mystery of Christ keeps us traveling, searching, wondering,questioning
To speak, we hear the music of our voice
To be silent, we hear the whisper of peace


Our lives become more abundant with Him, our cup overfloweth
His love was portrayed by a crown of thorns
And yet “By His wounds, we are healed”
Our broken hearts are mended back to new
He breaks us to put us back together again
We are a mosaic of his artistry

I have learned to be satisfied with the things I have
At times I am lost in myself
At times I am consumed by my world
Still my love waits for me, waits for me, still my love waits…

Your grace I cannot understand
Your grace leaves me right where I am
Just like Peter Lord you tell me to tend your flocks
Just like Peter Lord…I cannot love you as much as you love me

What have I to give?
What have I to Live?

Oh Lord this confession leaves me in agony
Oh Lord this confession leaves to be just as I am

The sweetness of your grace are like drops drops of rain
They wash away every ounce of bitterness and pain