Inspiration from a little kids movie

I don't know why, but I was in the mood to watch The Prince of Egypt. I remember I used to watch it ALLLLL the time when I was little, so why not?

I was singing along to all the songs when this song came on, all I couldn't help but really listen to the lyrics:

A single thread in a tapestry
though its color brightly shines
can never see its purpose
in the pattern of the grand design

and the stone that sits up on the very top
of the mountain's mighty face
does it think that it's more important
than the stones that forms the base

So how can you see what your life is worth
or where your value lies
ohhhh, you can never see through the eyes of man
you must look at your life
look at your life through heaven's eyes

A lake of gold in the desert sand
is less than a cool fresh spring
and to one lost sheep, a Shepard boy
is greater than the richest king

should a man lose everything he owns
has he truly lost his worth
or is it the beginning
of a new and brighter birth

So how do you measure the worth of a man
in wealth or strength or size
in how much he gained or how much he gave
the answer will come,
the answer will come to him who tries
to look at his life through heaven's eyes

and that's why we share all we have with you
though there's little to be found
when all you've got is nothing
there's lots to go around

No life can escape being blown about
by the winds of change and chance
and though you never know all the steps
you must learn to join the dance
you must learn to join the dance

So how do you judge what a man is worth,
by what he builds or buys?
you can never see through the eyes on earth
look through heaven's eyes
look at your life,
look at your life through heaven's eyes!

If you haven't seen this movie, you really should. It's a classic!!

thoughts?

If we are the Body

Here is another song that I just love. It really makes me think.



It's crowded in worship today
As she slips in Trying to fade into the faces
The girls' teasing laughter is carrying farther than they know
Farther than they know

But if we are the Body
Why aren't His arms reaching
Why aren't His hands healing
Why aren't His words teaching
And if we are the Body
Why aren't His feet going
Why is His love not showing them there is a way
There is a way

A traveler is far away from home
He sheds his coat And quietly sinks into the back row
The weight of their judgmental glances tells him that his chances
Are better out on the road

But if we are the Body
Why aren't His arms reaching
Why aren't His hands healing
Why aren't His words teaching
And if we are the Body
Why aren't His feet going
Why is His love not showing them there is a way

Jesus paid much too high a price
For us to pick and choose who should come
And we are the Body of Christ

Chorus (2x)
If we are the body
Why aren't His arms reaching
Why aren't His hands healing
Why aren't His words teaching
And if we are the body
Why aren't His feet going
Why is His love not showing them there is a way

Jesus is the way

Why not?

Legacy

I just want to say that unfortunately, the last Leah lesson is kinda border-line weird, and I wouldn't feel comfortable posting it for the whole world to see. It's an AMAZING ending, so if you would like to hear it, I can give you a run-down sometime! I'm really REALLY sorry about this!!

However, the lesson did talk about legacy, and when that happened a song popped into my head. It's a great song, and so I want to show you the lyrics; just let them sink in.

I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world

I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me? Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things? I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy

I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy
Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...

Are you going to leave a legacy?