I am a child of the Most High. My heart is already taken. It belongs to Jesus. "Though i am weak and poor all i have is Yours"

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Sunday, October 08, 2006

I find the lyrics in this song sooo true.. it somehow describes how i feel right now..
i managed to hide my pains so well by smiling. trying to convince myself that i am alright.
since everyone seems so fine too..
we've all become plastic people with plastic smiles on our faces..
sad.. but it's so true.. and i feel it so strongly..

Stained Glass Masquerade -casting crowns

Is there anyone that fails
Is there anyone that falls
Am I the only one in church today feelin’ so small

Cause when I take a look around
Everybody seems so strong
I know they’ll soon discover
That I don’t belong

So I tuck it all away, like everything’s okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I’ll believe it too
So with a painted grin, I play the heart again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them

Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation’s open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade

Is there anyone who’s been there
Are there any hands to raise
Am I the only one who’s traded
In the altar for a stage

The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart

But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be

Would your arms be open
Or would you walk away
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay


Callista wrote;
10:39 PM