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An Intro to this, here. Ignore if you got referred here from The Part-time Christian.
Sometimes I Cry
I look the part
Blend in with the rest of the church crowd
I know the routine
I could list all the bible studies in town
Watch christian TV
I know all the preachers…their clichés
Been born again, without a doubt I know I’m saved
But sometimes I hurt and sometimes I cry
Sometimes I can’t get it right
No matter how hard I seem to try
Sometimes I fall down
Stumble over my own disguise
I try to look strong
As the whole world looks on
But sometimes alone I cry
I try to speak faith
Never give the devil one inch to get in
I do worship and praise
Let everybody know just where that I stand
On the back of my ride is a fish and a cross
For the world to see
I know God is good, all of the time
Yes there’s no doubt for me
But sometimes I hurt and sometimes I cry
Sometimes I can’t get it right
No matter how hard I seem to try
Sometimes I fall down
Stumble over my own disguise
I try to look strong
As the whole world looks on
But sometimes alone I cry
Sometimes I fall down
Stumble over my own disguise
I try to look strong as the whole world looks on
But sometimes alone I cry
I try to look strong as the whole world looks on
But sometimes alone I cry
The words to this song really touch me, because I’ve been down this road, over and over again. I listened to this man sing this song and just kept thinking I so feel that way! If you would like to listen to it, here’s a link Sometimes I Cry. I hope it’s a good link, couldn’t validate it, my internet connection is a little shaky. Enjoy.
Love the “humanness” in these lyrics. We all wear disguises, we all cry alone and can’t get it right for trying… sometimes. Other times someone like you shares a song that reminds us we are not alone. Thanks for the reminder, Kat. Happy Night
Goodmorning from over here
‘The humanness’… yes, that’s the word! We all do cry alone, and knowing that we are not alone, if it doesn’t take away the pain, at least keeps us fighting another day…
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Twelve thousand “Like”s upon you.
For that is your due. And in a better informed world they would have found you. In the meantime, may I be a stand-in?
Years ago my minister sent me to a conference for men (it was all men in those days. Incredible!) who were about to join ministry training, studying books and such – and I was appalled, I could not discover one among all those ministers-to-be with a single ounce of true religious experience. I’m absolutely convinced that many of them meant well, and indeed were good men. But sadly, to me anyway, they were blind. The blind leading the blind? !!! Across yet another generation or two. I withdrew and continued to grow; not rejecting the house of my God, simply discovering neglected wings and by His grace building extensions as Her smile faded into the firmament of imminence.
Not merely “Like”s but blessings.
(As if I had the right when we are – at best – equals.)
I understand you, completely. So many times people sugar-coat the christian walk, in attempt to attract folks – I think. For some of us it does the very opposite, as it did for you. I’ve felt this way about going to some churches, or listening to some preachers/pastors/ministers. It just does not feel real, and ends up having only a superficial effect, if any at all. Sad, these instances. Sometime last month I read an account in Selwyn Hughes’ Everyday with Jesus, in which he talked about the same issue. He once heard an Envangelist preach ‘Come to Jesus and all your difficulties will be over. Never again will you struggle with a problem. They will be banished at once and for ever from your life’. Selwyn says he winced.
I receive those blessings with both arms wide open, and blessings right back at you.
Thank you. As we continue to travel side by side, I hope we will continue to communicate.
You may find http://bookofguff.wordpress.com/ worth exploring. It isn’t a day by day journal-type blog, but more of a book that is still being written. It’s been a project in my mind for many years, and many of its treasures are now buried deep in its archives.