ACCEPTANCE ON THE JOURNEY
Today and tomorrow will be rhyme and song days. The two songs represent themes in the books I described in the earlier posts this week. I’m pulling this music video from one of my YouTube channels and it is an oldie...but a goodie from. My perspective. Anyway here is the rhyme (the lyrics) and Enjoy the shorter. Entry for today and tomorrow
Certainly seeking. Peace and joy requires understanding acceptance so here.goes...
acceptance
By J. Whalen (with a big assist -borrowed. Some lyrics-from Mac)
My eyes are getting clearer...My feet are on the ground
I can feel this thing it’s turning around
There’s a channel of. Light thtat’s starting to glow
And it’s not the same as it was not long ago
When I was standing here with my heart in my hand
Not quite sure just who. Could understand
That gray had stolen all my crayons
and a perfect storm hit my perfect plan
My. Map it now has fuzzy lines
The road once straight well now it winds.
One size fits all, but I’m not that size
And I need those words ones from the wise
Like scripturesa up upon the wall
Here are the words. That I recall
Chorus
Life is a set of changes
From time to. Time they’ll rearrange us
Sweep us between safe and dangerousAs. The wheel of fortune spins to name us
Cracks our lenses then reframes us
Cracks our lenses then reframes us
We can walk with saints but no one’s blameless
We can take the rain drop and make the golden ray
Grab the magic from the moonlight and bring it to the lights of day
Find each and every promise lying out there in the fray
But when we can’t we must make peace with fact my friend that life is just that way
V2
My Friend Bobby says “Ludes”
Keep laughing from the road less taken
Though midnight’s gone and you’re awake
Your body’s haunted by an an ache and
The ground you swore you stand is quaking
Assumptions made they were mistaken
Your faith holds on but it is shaken
The sages they sit quietly while the fools have much to say
But you can find. An Isle of Hope in an ocean of dismay because you know....
Chorus
V3
To you more than most it will be known
Life’s what we share not what we own
Riches they’re not piles of gold
But the light in their eyes when their story is told
Surely than can be progressing
Through the crying and confessing
Yes of course there’ll be some. Testing
And you’ll eat some salad without French dressing
But you’ll know each and every. Blessing... because. You know...
Chorus
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