How many of
my readers love Winnie the Pooh? Pooh bear had a thinking place, a place where
he would go think…think…think of something. While in my thinking place I remembered
that I can serve the Lord by serving others. That means anyone I meet I should treat
with love. Including family, friends, acquaintances
and enemies. To the best of my ability regardless
how I feel. Lately I’ve been so stuck up,
I’ve been complaining about the world’s problems as if I could solve them. The
world is greatly flawed but I want to leave the world to its Almighty Creator!
I feel like such a selfish fool, I wish God was standing right in front of me so
I could collapse at His feet in utter guilt and submissive surrender. I long to serve God, and I realize that to do
that I need to serve others and God will free my mind from selfish thoughts; I
know my soul will feel so much better.
In his song “Personal Revolution"
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Jesus, if you came to give life
abundantly, then how do you respond to all the pretense that you see?
Do I break your heart by all the faking that I do?
There are so many places I haven't let you into.
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions,
I can't stand it; they're nothing but denial,
I think I need a personal revolution,
How can I expect the heart to sing when I don't let the soul ever feel anything?
It's like pain and pleasure walking hand in hand, like a clown in makeup laughing,
You might never read their face, but buried in their soul is a dark and painful place.
Whatever the pain, today it's just as real,
We don't talk about it, we don't trust, and we don't feel,
Are we so afraid, if our soul was ever known, nobody would love us, we'd be rejected and all alone?
If we continue to pretend, the pain will never end,
To pretend that we are fine is a trick of the mind,
Do I turn my back on God when I speak honestly?
Though I'm quick admit the problem is me - that's right.
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions,
I can't stand it; they're nothing but denial,
I think I need a personal revolution,
How can I expect the heart to sing when I don't let the soul ever feel anything?
When I push the pain down and I hide it away, I'm storing up trouble for another day.
Personal...personal revolution,
Do we want to...do we want to live this way anymore?
Personal...personal revolution,
There's a change... there's a change a-coming... a-coming down the road,
Personal...personal revolution,
(fade)
Do I break your heart by all the faking that I do?
There are so many places I haven't let you into.
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions,
I can't stand it; they're nothing but denial,
I think I need a personal revolution,
How can I expect the heart to sing when I don't let the soul ever feel anything?
It's like pain and pleasure walking hand in hand, like a clown in makeup laughing,
You might never read their face, but buried in their soul is a dark and painful place.
Whatever the pain, today it's just as real,
We don't talk about it, we don't trust, and we don't feel,
Are we so afraid, if our soul was ever known, nobody would love us, we'd be rejected and all alone?
If we continue to pretend, the pain will never end,
To pretend that we are fine is a trick of the mind,
Do I turn my back on God when I speak honestly?
Though I'm quick admit the problem is me - that's right.
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions,
I can't stand it; they're nothing but denial,
I think I need a personal revolution,
How can I expect the heart to sing when I don't let the soul ever feel anything?
When I push the pain down and I hide it away, I'm storing up trouble for another day.
Personal...personal revolution,
Do we want to...do we want to live this way anymore?
Personal...personal revolution,
There's a change... there's a change a-coming... a-coming down the road,
Personal...personal revolution,
(fade)
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