You move towards me slowly
My heart skips its beats too many times to count
I’m lost deep within your eyes
I don’t want to escape

Your voice is magic
You send shivers down every part of me
I’m lost deep inside your words
I don’t want to escape

Your touch is so warm
My hands feel like they’re on fire
I find you lost deep within my arms
I don’t want to let you go

Your love is so real
Your eyes tell me that you really care
I find you lost deep inside my heart
I don’t want to let you go

I am but human clay. Mold me and shape me the way you see fit. I am but clay, and I look down to see mud dripping from my elbows even as I raise my hands to God. I am clay – with nothing to give but myself.

I am but human clay. Your will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. I am but clay, and I look up to see rain falling on my tarnished skin as I lift my voice to God. I am clay – awaiting Your life to fill me.

I am but human clay. You are the potter that shaped me. I am but clay, and I look forward to see the path You’ve laid out before me as I run into Your arms. I am clay – just one man waiting on Your word.

Hold it up high
Show the world what you’re made of
Go ahead and fly
Brave the doubts of all the lookers-on

Show your wings
Give the room to spread them wide
Love until it stings
Pour your heart into the fruitless world

Close the gap between your hand and your heart
Let your song sing above the dysfunctional noise
Let rain pour down on your open wounds
Give glory to the One who lets it all happen

Shine your light
Glow among the darkest valleys
Hold on tight
Take a leap into the ride of life

Grind your stone
Sharpen the edges of your battered sword
Jump into the unknown
Take your chances and rely on faith

Close the gap between your hand and your heart
Let your song sing above the dysfunctional noise
Let rain pour down on your open wounds
Give glory to the One who lets it all happen

Perspective can change the face of pretty much any situation. Who knew that looking at something from a different angle could make such a difference? Inside, we as people, have the ability to change the way we look at something. It’s a powerful tool that’s not used often enough. Just like the saying “is the glass half full or half empty?” When I choose to focus on the positives of what’s around the corner rather than the negatives, it just makes life so much more enjoyable. The biggest example is with me and Kim. The last few days i’ve felt great, because instead of focusing so much on how much I miss her and how much it sucks not to be with her right now, I’ve decided to focus on how excited I am that I get to see her again in less than a month. I don’t know why, but for the past few months, I had been looking at things too negatively…I didn’t used to be like that…so I’m not going to continue to be like that. I’m going back to looking at things from a positive perspective.

If you take perspective further into your journey with God, it can also improve your relationship with God. Try to think of how you see God. Which parts are you focusing on? Do you only see the side of God that wants justice, that side that allows death and pain to happen all around you? Or are you focusing on the love of God, how He sent His only Son to die for us – that He wants each of us to have a personal relationship with Him. He wants us to be extremely happy. Sure, we have to give ourselves up to God completely, we have to decide to change our lives around and all that, but still…focus on the great gift we get when we do that. It’s worth it all. Changing perspective to focus on God’s love rather than fear of punishment will create a pure joy in God and allow you to experience Him in a new way.

I have no clue if what I wrote made sense…it made a lot more sense in my head…

So to wrap it all up, what I’m trying to say is that looking at things from a different (more positive) perspective really can change your life. It’s working for me again!

The sky is filled with a cool winter breeze
Bringing closer a time of true warmth
Hope rests on triumphant shoulders
Glee sits behind the timeless glow of winter
My love, in her beauty, stands waiting
I cannot wait to run into her arms
I should not wish to wait
to hold her in my own again