Tuesday,
October 16, 2012 (6:34 a.m.)
Another
perfect song!
I can't even believe how perfect. It rambled around in my head for
awhile much earlier this morning before I remembered listening to it
just yesterday. Having heard it so recently I was shocked just now
as I read the words.
Blessed Jesus, it's as if it were written specifically for me by You.
And while I know this is not true, I am still embracing it as if it
were. And in that embrace I say another ever so grateful Thank You!
Thank You Jesus for the Truth of Your love that can carry over into
music of our day and give a whole knew perspective of just how much
You love each and every one of us.
♫I've tried so hard, my dear, to show
That you're my every dream
Yet you're afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
Another love before my time
Made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didn't do
In anger, unkind words are said
That make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
You'll never know how much it hurts
To see you sit and cry
You know, you need and want my love
Yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from life?
To try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled
To a memory
The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold,
cold heart?♫
The absolute sweetest Truth Dearest Jesus is that You
have! The perfect love You have for each of us continues to unshackle
and melt my cold, cold heart more and more every single day. Thank
You for another perfect song to remind me of Your perfect love!
Thank You Jesus. Help me use Your perfect love exactly
as You designed it. Freely. Thank You. I love You. Amen.
(396 words ~ 7:10 a.m.)
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