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Lose My Soul – Toby Mac

Lose My Soul

Father God, I am clay in your hands,
Help me to stay that way through all life’s demands,
‘Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me,
And every little thing I make up my mind to be,
Like I’m gonna be a daddy whose in the mix,
And I’m gonna be a husband who stays legit,
And I pray that I’m an artist who rises above,
The road that is wide and filled with self love,
Everything that I see draws me,
Though it’s only in You that I can truly see that its a feast for the eyes- a low blow to purpose.
And I’m a little kid at a three ring circus.

I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
Don’t wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.
I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
Don’t wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.

The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it’s you,

But they don’t know that who you are is not what you do,
True, we get it twisted when we peak at the charts,
Yo before we part from the start,
Where’s your heart?
You a pimp, hustler?
Tell me what’s your title,
America has no more stars, now we call them idols,
You sit idle, While we teach prosperity,
The first thing to prosper should be inside of me.
We’re free…
Not because of 22’s on the range,
But Christ came in range, we said yes now we changed,
Not the same, even though I made a fall,
Since I got that call, no more Saul, now I’m Paul.

I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
Don’t wanna walk away, let me hear the people says

How do I sense the tide that’s rising?
De-sensitizing me from living in light of eternity,
How do I sense the tide that’s rising?
It’s hypnotizing me from living in light of eternity,
How do I sense the tide that’s rising?
De-sensitizing me from living in light of eternity.

I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
Don’t wanna walk away, let me hear the people say.
I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,
I don’t want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul,

Lord forgive us when we get consumed by the things of this world,
That fight for our love, and our passion,
As our eyes are open wide and on you.
Grant us the privilege of your world view,
And may your kingdom be, what wakes us up, and lays us down.

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Maybe Not A Gladiator

Gladiator

I’m not sure if anyone noticed that I didn’t post my usual “Thursday Thoughts” on the theme of the song from Sunday, “Overcomer” by Mandisa. I didn’t post it on Friday either. In fact, I skipped it altogether.

I guess, in the middle of a busy and rather trying week, if I had  time for any thoughts on the matter, they probably would have been along the lines of, “Why on earth am I posting a song about overcoming when I feel like the opposite 99.4 % of the time?”

Mandisa’s words from the song seem to fit my week precisely:

“Got so much on your mind,

Nothing’s really going right,

Looking for a ray of hope.”

Okay, so I know that God gave me the grace for the week, and I’m almost caught up in my work after a few late nights of editing … but I really don’t feel like an overcomer. I feel tired and like I’m always playing “catch up” with what I have to do. When I feel like I’ve finally managed to find the right balance  in one area, I realize how far behind I’ve fallen in another. To be completely honest, sometimes I wonder whether it’s all worth the effort.

“Whatever it is you may be going through,

I know He’s not gonna let it get the best of you.”

When I think of an “overcomer,” I  tend to picture some superhuman kind of creature, like Thor or a gladiator. I picture someone who has never fallen. But that’s not an overcomer. Lyrics to another song come to mind: “The race is not just for the runners; some of us walk while others barely crawl.”

Maybe that’s the essence of overcoming: not flying over every obstacle, but getting up even when I’ve tripped over the obstacle and fallen flat on my face. Maybe it’s refusing to give up, no matter how far behind I’ve gotten, or how worthless it feels to try to go forward.

“You’re an overcomer.

Stay in the fight ‘til the final round.”

The picture comes to mind now is of a fighter in a boxing ring. And what fighter ever got through without taking a few blows?

“You might be down for a moment

Feeling like it’s hopeless.

That’s when He reminds you,

You’re an overcomer.”

Have you fallen and yet gotten up? Taken a few blows but are still in the fight? Tripped and made a fool of yourself but determined to finish the race?

You’re an overcomer. Believe it.

I’m trying to believe it for me. Because I think it’s true.