a song

Fool with a Fancy Guitar - Andrew Peterson

It's so easy to cash in these chips on my shoulder
So easy to loose this old tongue like a tiger
It's easy to let all this bitterness smolder
Just to hide it away like a cigarette lighter

It's easy to curse and to hurt and to hinder
It's easy to not have the heart to remember
That I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom of God

I've got voices that scream in my head like a siren
Fears that I feel in the night when I sleep
Stupid choices I made when I played in the mire
Like a kid in the mud on some dirty blind street

I've got sorrow to spare, I've got loneliness too
I've got blood on these hands that hold on to the truth
That I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom of God

Well I swore on the Bible to not tell a lie
But I've lied and lied
And I've crossed my heart and I hoped to die
And I've died and died

But if it's true that You've gathered my sin in your hand
And you cast it as far as the east from the west
If it's true that you put on the flesh of a man
And you walked in my shoes through the shadow of death

If its true that you dwell in the halls of my heart
Then I'm not just a fool with a fancy guitar
No, I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom of God

In seasons of life like this one I'm in, what's really in my heart seems to most easily be identified and expressed through songs. Right now, this is the song for me.
Right now my thoughts are often confused, paradoxical, shifting, aching, yet deep down my heart has a death grip on God's truth.
These lyrics, for me right now, describe life as a follower of God and I love them and listen to them daily.
please read these, soak them in.
oh, we are not without hope.
it's beautiful, it's true, and it's really all we've got.