Songs For Our Times # 30

Can't we have peace? Asks Arie Camp in new single 'What We Need' ft. Alena  Pitts | Step FWD UK Christian Chart

I believe music can inspire, give hope, make you cry, make you think, and a million other things. I want to start posting some music that I really think speak to the times we are in. As you know, I listen to everything so tune in every day, never know what you will get.

For our 30th song, I chose a new song by Arie Camp and Alena Pitts called What We Need. These two young girls are very talented. Arie is Jeremy Camp’s young daughter and if you know me, and my wife, Jeremy is our favorite Christian singer. We have seen him in concert numerous times and met him the same.

lyrics:

With liberty and justice for all
We need to stand up when others fall
We’ll fight for each other, we’re one let’s stand together
No matter what race we all need his grace

Can’t we have peace
All I want what we need
Can’t we have love
We’re all made from the one above

Violence more hearts are silenced
Excuses that don’t add up
We’re all chosen and beloved
So let love come down
Let’s tear up this ground
And the walls that we built

This world is broken all our tears have made oceans
Lord come down we need You now

My Week At Work -Every Day This Week

Sorry, I was going to post more this week but this has been a week from Hades.

Anyone else have a crazy week?

Where you walk in the door to this:

A tornado outbreak killed 64 people in Pennsylvania 35 years ago. We still  know terrifyingly little about the storms.

Then as soon as that passes you get this:

Hurricane Categories: What Categories 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 Mean | Time

Then that passes and you are left with this:

Floods in Jakarta - Wikipedia

Then your eyes turn yellow from having to use the bathroom so bad but you can’t get out of your chair to do it.

Then you eat lunch at your desk so you can try to stay caught up and this:

Quick stain removal without washing - Insider

Then this happens:

Are You Ready for a Wildfire? | Via

Followed by this:

Japan's secret war and the atomic bomb - Asia Times

Then you look like this:

Pulling my hair out (2:51am - 15.12.06) | Its been an overwh… | Flickr

Then on drive home get stuck behind this:

6 of the Worst Car Accidents in Recent U.S. History | Mental Floss

But hey, it is Friday, what else could go wrong.

Curing the Eeyore in You!” – Daily Dose With Dr.Shermaine

The Maze

I was shivering. Strange, since when I went to bed I put an extra blanket on and set the thermostat to heat up the house at 6:00. I then realized I was also wet. I startled awake only to realize I wasn’t in my warm bed. I was in some type of… give me a minute to look around. I was in some type of maze. Confused, bewildered, baffled, were some of the words that came to mind. I had to be dreaming, but I wasn’t.

I yelled out, but no one answered. I did the only thing I could and started to walk. Around this bend, turn left here, turn right there, dead end, start again. I then saw a note up ahead. I read it: If you have ever lied turn left at the next turn.  Well yeah I have lied, who hasn’t? I came to the turn and went left. After about 200 yards or so I found another note. If you have ever stolen anything, turn left again. Unfortunately, I had to turn left. I kept walking for another 200 yards and yet another note. If you have ever dishonored your mother or father turn left again.  Well, to be honest I am sure I have but if I did maybe it was just something little like talking back or missing curfew. Guess my answer was already made for me because the only way I could turn was left.

I know I just walked in a square but yet I was someplace new. Hanging up at the end of this walkway was a mirror. As soon as I looked into it I heard the voices. You are ugly. You aren’t good enough. No one likes you. Your kids don’t even like you. Look at your body, what have you done to it. You are a disgrace. Why are you even alive?

I covered my face with my hands and ran. I ran as fast and as far as I could but I could not get the voices out of my head. I came to another intersection.

Have you ever committed adultery? Well. Not physically. Then another voice: that doesn’t matter. Have you or haven’t you? Okay, yes I have! Correct. Go right.

Image result for corn maze

Have you ever murdered someone? Of course not, I said. Are you sure about that? Yes, I am positive on that one. Then the images came to me like it was yesterday. The girl I talked into sleeping with me. She was so young and innocent. I wanted her. She said no but eventually I wore her down and she gave in. I murdered a piece of her that night. I murdered a piece of the boy I used to make fun of because he wasn’t like me. Oh God! Make this stop. Good try! God isn’t here and he isn’t coming. This is my world and you are just a pawn in it.  Go right.

Have you ever worshiped someone other than your so called God? Have you ever used your so called Gods name in vain?  Have you ever ….  GO RIGHT I SAID!

NO!! I screamed. I don’t have to listen to you. I don’t have to go where you want me to. I can break this. I can walk away. You are a liar.

No, you can’t. Remember you are a nobody. No one likes you, except me. You are what I need to change this world.  YOU can follow me, YOU can rule the world with me. YOU can turn stones into bread. YOU can jump off a building and angels will catch you. I can make you into the most powerful person in this world. TURN RIGHT!!

No, that’s where you are wrong. I don’t want to be the most powerful person in the world. I don’t need to be liked by everyone because I know God loves me. I don’t need your lies. I just need to follow the truth. With that last word I sprinted as fast as I could, to the left, and ran and ran for what seemed like days. I didn’t realize that the maze was disappearing as I ran. I was breaking free from the chains that bind me. By the time I stopped it was all gone.

I fell to the ground. Exhausted. Sweating. Breathing hard. I didn’t hear the footsteps come up beside me. Maybe there wasn’t any. I heard his voice. The one I have heard many times throughout my life but ignored. I felt him kneel beside me. I felt his hand on mine. I heard him say well done. I heard him say I love you. I heard him say I want you. I heard him say you belong with me.

He picked me up and walked me back home. He said trust in me. Have faith in me. Love me. And just like that he was gone. But was he really?

Breaking Inside by Shinedown – 

Lost by Red – 

Lost and Found by Rocket to the Moon – 

Come and Lead Me by Danielle and Mackenzie – 

You’re Not Alone by Owl City – 

Lead Me To The Cross by Hillsong – 

Impossible by Sidewalk Prophets – 

Lost Get Found by Britt Nicole – 

Changed by The Katinas – 

Songs For Our Times # 29

Earth to God by John Rich on Amazon Music - Amazon.com

I believe music can inspire, give hope, make you cry, make you think, and a million other things. I want to start posting some music that I really think speak to the times we are in. As you know, I listen to everything so tune in every day, never know what you will get.

For our 29th song, I chose a new song by John Rich called Earth To God. God, we need help.

Lyrics:

Earth to God… come in, God…

I know you’re there hearing our prayers wherever you are
We need you now, to send your love down
Take away the pain in your holy name
We ask this now

We need your light, we need your love
To heal the world you made
And save us now in our darkest hour
With your amazing grace
Earth to God

We’re holding on, but not for long
Can you pull us all close to the holy ghost
And keep us strong

We need your light, we need your love
To heal the world you made
And save us now in our darkest hour
With your amazing grace
Earth to God…

Earth to God… come in, God…

We need your light, we need your love
To heal the world you made
And save us now in our darkest hour
With your amazing grace
Earth to God… come in, God…
Earth to God… come in, God…

Noah Scape

There was a man named Noah Scape

Who felt misfortune was always his fate

He hated everything on this earth

Not once did he ever say a kind word

When people saw him coming

The other way they’d go running

Noah Scape would quite often offend

Surprisingly, or maybe not, Noah had many friends

But the ones he had felt the same as he

Noah Veil, Betty Wont, Miss Happs, and Y. Me

Dee Zaster, Emma Fraid, Hope Lescase,

Lois Steem, Shirley Knott, and Ray Neday

They all felt the world was out to get them

Perhaps, that is why they were all friends

But one day Noah Scape

Fell into it in a bad way

He needed help

But he truly felt

His troubles he could not share

No one he knew would care

With his head down he walked away

Wishing he could find Sunny Daze

A girl he knew once upon a time

Or maybe Yul B. Allright

He was always positive

And always quite supportive

Gene Yess was thoughtful and smart

Phil Hope always spoke from the heart

Then Noah thought maybe his life wasn’t a mess

Truly in his heart he knew he had to confess

That where he was in his life

His choices were part of his demise

So he chose right there and then

To begin his life again

For he had been miserable for quite a while

His face nearly cracked when he started to smile

The clouds started to part and the sun began to shine

Noah realized the light had been there the entire time

For where he was was not where he had to be

His eyes only needed to be open so he could see

He only had to make better choices

And listen to more positive voices

Now Noah knew that it was never to late

For there had always been a way out for Noah Scape

Songs For Our Times #28

One Less Reason (@OLRofficial) | Twitter

I believe music can inspire, give hope, make you cry, make you think, and a million other things. I want to start posting some music that I really think speak to the times we are in. As you know, I listen to everything so tune in every day, never know what you will get.

For our 28th song, I chose a new song by one of my favorite rock bands, One Less Reason’s Treason. It has been forever since they have had a new song but this one is all about the times we live in.

The Transformation

5 Signs That The Werewolf You Turn Into During A Full Moon Is A Total Neat  Freak - ClickHole

First, let me apologize for not writing last week. I had to mentally prepare for what was going to happen Thursday. When I was younger, the transformations were not easy, but easier. To get old is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing in knowing that my time to die is coming soon, therefore I will have less transformations. A curse because each time gets worse and worse. The pain of transforming has become unbearable. Thus, why I did not write last week. I was trying to prepare myself, but it did not help.

This was the most painful transformation yet.

Secondly, I am not telling you this for your pity. I have accepted who, or should I say what, I am many moons and years ago. I only wanted to let you know that sometimes when I “disappear” from social media,   there are reasons.

I have, for a long time, had my wife lock me in the basement cage I made to keep others safe from me. I also made her triple chain me to the cage to be extra safe. There was a time when I did not mind the freedom the transformations gave me. I could run the countryside totally free. I could kill and eat what I wanted. Deer, squirrel, rabbit, a bear if one crossed my way. Regrettably, I have had to kill a few humans. Not to eat, but in self-defense. I know they do not see it that way, that I am just a monster but, like all monsters/animals, we kill when we are threatened.

Take these words of advice when I say if you see one of us out in the wild, walk away. Do not threaten us. It will not go well  for you.

Thankfully, this time is over.

However, I know there will be a next time.

Therefore, I will continue with my regular writings this week. I will also be able to read your writings again. I will also get back to posting songs for our times. There are so many to choose from.

At least until the end of October when I have to go through all this again. I have been dreading this month all year.  Two full moons in one month. Please pray for me.

Facebook Memories and the Full Moon | by Susie Kahlich | Athena Talks |  Medium

Darkside by Sam Tinnesz – 

Songs For Our Times #27

Adrian Peterson Quotes | QuoteHD

I believe music can inspire, give hope, make you cry, make you think, and a million other things. I want to start posting some music that I really think speak to the times we are in. As you know, I listen to everything so tune in every day, never know what you will get.

For our 27th song, I am doing a shameless, and maybe selfish, plug and doing a song I wrote the lyrics on called This Is Not My Hometown. I found Gregory McKenzie on a songwriting site and he agreed to do the music and sing on it. I made the video last night. I am an amateur video maker but I think it turned out alright.

I am pitching it to some publishing companies and hoping someone will think it is as good as I do. So if anyone out there knows someone who knows someone that maybe knows Toby Keith, Alan Jackson, Creed Fisher, Colt Ford, Eric Church or Trace Adkins or anyone else you can think of that might sound good on this one, feel free to share it.

The more views and likes I can get, maybe that will help.

Let me know what you think.

lyrics:

This Is Not My Hometown

I remember driving daddy’s old pick up truck

Twenty eight miles to pick you up

You would slide over on that old bench seat

‘Til there was nothing left between you and me

I remember that smile on your face

That’s a memory I can’t erase

Our old hangouts are now closed

And I’m here stirring up ghosts


chorus:

I watch them tear that statue down

That stood in the middle of our hometown

I remember when that town was full of love

How we all gave thanks to God above

As I watch them burn my memories down

I think to myself, this is not my hometown


It’s been awhile since I came to visit

I wonder if you’re still living in it

It seems like just yesterday

You knew in your heart that I couldn’t stay

I remember that year we won state

They decorated streets to celebrate

Those same streets now I see on the news

They say there’s a side and you have to choose


Chorus:

I watch them tear that statue down

That stood in the middle of our hometown

I remember when that town was full of love

How we all gave thanks to God above

As I watch them burn my memories down

And I think to myself, this is not my hometown

Bridge:

I can’t believe my own eyes

This has to be some kind of lie

I fall to my knees and start to cry

I just can’t believe my own eyes

As I watch them tear that statue down

And they’re burning all my memories down

I think to myself that’s not my hometown

I think to myself this can’t be my hometown

Sammy The Squirrel

Image result for squirrel in city

Sammy wasn’t like the other squirrels. While they were busy gathering nuts and seeds for the winter, Sammy would be exploring. Sammy liked traveling around the city and getting life experiences.

Sammy didn’t save for the future. Sammy lived in the here and now. Sammy thought all the other squirrels were missing out on life. Sammy didn’t understand why they worked all day storing nuts and seeds.

(I know what you are thinking. That you don’t have to read any further because Sammy is going to die because he isn’t prepared for winter. However that is an old story and this is a story for a new generation.)

Sammy traveled throughout the city and learned to not be afraid of people. Many people, especially the little ones, thought Sammy was cute and they fed him their food. Sammy ate french fries and potato chips. Sammy ate pizza and hamburgers. Sammy ate chicken fingers and tacos. Sammy loved human food.

Image result for squirrels eating pizza

It wasn’t long before Sammy was packing on the pounds. It wasn’t long before Sammy couldn’t travel as far as he once did. Sammy missed parts of the city but he was just too tired to go very far.

Winter was getting close and all the other squirrels were finishing storing all the food they had worked all fall to get. Sammy watched them from a distance. Sammy was miserable. All the human fast food was making him sick but he was so addicted to it. Sammy couldn’t stop eating it. The more he ate it, the more he didn’t feel like doing anything at all.

Some of Sammy’s friends finally stepped in and said he had to change his ways or he would not make it through the winter. Sammy asked them how. They said Sammy, you just have to start. Put one foot in front of the other. Then tomorrow you take a few more steps than today. Walk away from the bad choices of yesterday and walk into the better choices of tomorrow. You can do it Sammy and we will help you.

Sammy and his friends started walking each day. They shared their good food with him and Sammy made better choices. Sammy started to lose the weight and Sammy started to explore the city again. Sammy said no to the human food he was offered and Sammy started storing his own food for winter. Sammy’s friends even let him borrow some of their food and he made it through the winter.

Sammy lived a long and fruitful life. Sammy didn’t let his bad choices of yesterday rob him of his future. Sammy appreciated his friends and Sammy continued to make good choices. Most of all Sammy appreciated his friends and his life.

Image result for proverbs 11 25Image result for philippians 2 4

Brother by NeedToBreathe – 

Here’s Hope by Owl City –  

Pull You Through by Maggie Rose- 

Most People Are Good by Luke Bryan – 

Lean On Me by Kirk Franklin – 

Who I’m Meant To Be by Anthem Lights – 

Let It Start With Me by No Other Name – 

People Helping People by Birdy – 

Songs For Our Times #26

Robert Counts – Better People Lyrics | Genius Lyrics

I believe music can inspire, give hope, make you cry, make you think, and a million other things. I want to start posting some music that I really think speak to the times we are in. As you know, I listen to everything so tune in every day, never know what you will get.

For our 26th song, I chose Better People by Robert Counts. This is a new country singer but I believe he is going to be a big star. We just need better people in this world. We need to do better.

lyrics:

Well, we’re right there every Sunday
With a Bible in our hands
We sing along to every song
Bow our heads and say amen
We give ten percent to Jesus
And on a good month, a little more
But to that panhandler down on Church Street
We just nod and lock the door


The world don’t need another soapbox preacher
Talkin’ ’bout streets of gold
Just someone we can lean on
And a steady hand to hold
We don’t need bigger churches
Oh, with higher steeples
We need deeper love, softer hearts
And better people, yeah yeah


I ain’t sayin’ I got it all figured out
There’s still a lot that I don’t know
I’m gonna ask St. Peter ’bout a million things
If he lets me through that door
We’ll sing Amazing Grace with smiling faces
The last ones shall be first
Well, if you ask me, brother what we need’s
More heaven here on earth

The world don’t need another soapbox preacher
Talkin’ ’bout streets of gold
Just someone we can lean on
And a steady hand to hold
We don’t need bigger churches
Oh, with higher steeples
We need deeper love, softer hearts
And better people, yeah yeah


The world don’t need another soapbox preacher
Talkin’ ’bout streets of gold
Just someone we can lean on
And a steady hand to hold
We don’t need bigger churches
Oh, with higher steeples
We need deeper love, softer hearts
And better people, yeah yeah
Oh, we need better people, yeah