Just ytd i had charisma class and God really spoke to me in the song, "colours of the wind"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkV-of_eN2wYou think I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know ...
You think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high will the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth and still
All you'll own is Earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind
wah through this song God really spoke to me about not judging others somtimes as we grow older in Christ, we think we know more things. the truth is we don't. we think others are incomparable to us, but the fact it, their not.
also how we should approach God's throne with child-likeness. there are so many things we can learn from a child. how a child will not be afriad to fight for what they want because their thinking is so pure. they just stretch and tip-toe. but we think of different ways and complicated ideas. sometimes, the simpliest things will be made difficult by us. how children have their expressions written all over their face. whether happy or sad. the other day i was watching the children play monopoly. i saw the disappointment when meisi lost. when she felt that it was unfair when they skipped her turn. things are just that simple isn't it. we cover up too much.
isn't it tiring?
