Just Some Wandering Soul

Am I more than flesh and bone?
Am I really something beautiful?
…I wanna believe that
I’m not just some wandering soul
That You don’t see and You don’t know
I wanna believe …
That I am someone worth dying for

A wandering soul. A life, spend on the side of the journey’s road, pack on back, thumbs up, waiting for a ride.

But where?

Who knows? “Anywhere but here” perhaps. Always somewhere else. Hoping that happiness might be just around the corner. Purpose. Meaning. Hope. Love.

Have you ever felt like, deep inside, you were that hitchhiker on the side of the road, trying to find your way somewhere, but never really sure where? Or why?

I know I’ve felt that way. Sometimes even in the midst of a project, surrounded by purpose, held up by love … I’ve still felt like that random wandering soul. Nameless. Alone. Always on the outside looking in.

Maybe it’s for a reason. So that we don’t get too comfortable in this fleeting land that passes like scenery from the highway. So that we will seek after another home … a heavenly one.

But no matter how we feel … random, wandering, unknown … we are never alone.

You’re worth it, you can’t earn it
But the cross has proven
That You’re sacred and blameless
Your life has purpose



Purpose. That thing our heart seeks after, even when we don’t know why. Because deep down, we know we are here for a reason, and our lives are incomplete until we find that purpose … and live it.



You are more than flesh and bone
Can’t you see, you’re something beautiful?
You gotta believe …
That you’re not just some wandering soul
That can’t be seen and can’t be known
You gotta believe that you are
Someone worth dying for


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