Open Mic!

Hello, out there!  I know it's been a couple of weeks and I apologize.  So I thought this would be a fun post to make up for it.  These are the words to the song that I wrote for Open Mic night this Monday in the Hennesy Plaza here at school.  I'm so excited!  Taylor and Benjamin might be playing guitar and cajon (drum box) for me.  It's gonna be great!
I'll let y'all know how it goes, but in the mean time, here is Come-What-May, a song about doing God's work but getting tired and crying out to God, but also acknowledging that He's there for us and so we can keep going, even through the hard parts.  Hope you like it. =~)

Come-What-May


by Zac Smith

September 28th, 2010

[Verse 1]

Look how Your teachers teach
And look how Your ministers preach
And look how Your people grieve
We can’t carry on
Without You there to help us carry on

Look how Your hands, they reach
And look how Your Word, it speaks
And look how Your people breathe
We’d find ourselves
In despair without You as our air

[Chorus]

But You see the need here
And You meet the need here
And as You lead the way
I will follow You
Into
Each new day,
Come-what-may

[Verse 2]

Look at the lost sheep searching
And look at their gods deserting
And look at how they’re hurting
They try to heal their wounds
But only You can heal a wounded heart

But don’t look at me losing hope now
‘Cause I look for ways to keep going, somehow
Why do You insist on being proud?
Telling me
Your plans for me are great
That I could shine for You
Be a light for You, I need not be afraid

[Chorus]

But You see the need here
And You meet the need here
And as You lead the way
I will follow You
Into
Each new day,

[Ending]

Come-what-may,
I will keep the faith
As I keep to the straight and narrow
As long
As Your eye
Is on
This sparrow

Conversation with Myself (lol)

I had an interesting conversation with myself just now. It went something like this:


Me: (Something about what I thought)

Me: (At this point I raised a good point that questioned what I thought)

Me: Oh, that was a good point. Perhaps I don't believe that, then.

Me: (Getting frustrated) Well how can we have an argument if you don't know what you want to believe?

Me: Oh, we were arguing? (Honestly apologetic) I apologize, I thought we were seeking to discover the truth.

Reasons why...it was Good to Go Home

Here are some reasons why it was good to go home:

1)  I LOVED seeing my family.  I was already with Taylor and Benjamin, but getting to be home with Dad, Mom, Oreo, Crimson, and Piano was just easy and right and wonderful.

2)  I LOVED seeing my youth group family.  I had the best reassurance of all in this visit: I found out that I was missed but not needed.  It was important for me for this to be so.  You guys are awesome!

3)  I got to eat home-cooked food.  Yummm!

4)  My books!  Tomorrow, for Intro to Lit, we are meeting in Chartwell's and are supposed to bring some literature to discuss.  Well most of my books are at home.  But I got to goooo home. PTL!

There are so many more, of which most are incredibly significant to my life but are far too plentiful in numbers to list.  Thanks, everybody, for an amazing and heartwarming trip home. =~)