So you talk about my lifestyle,
my choices, and and my passions
but not to me.
No, you think its rude, you think its mean
to ask me these questions.
But you wont return my calls
and when i ask, you tell me
"its nothing at all."
that my new life
is great
but that my way of living is strange?
well take it from me
I didnt think it would be easy
yea i actually knew it would be hard
Yet i chose this life anyways,
because what is life if Im not living at all?
Because thats what i see when i look into Your eyes.
i promise its not judgement,
because. That would be rude
but its this hopelessness you suffer from
its this death that looms.
so i get it.
you stop calling.
you stop inviting me.
you stop talking.
because you dont get me anymore.
Im not offended
and heres what you need to get.
This lifestyle, these choices, these passions.
they all stem from the best thing ever to have happened
The creator, God, the sustainer of life
The root to my salvation and the answer to real life.
We arent that different.
In fact, were pretty much the same.
Take a look at our history
Try to see past my name.
Because it is His that Im talking about
Yes God the father.
You claim He doesnt exist
You tell me, "Why bother?"
Well let me ask you this
Are you tired? are you exhausted?
because i know for me
theres only so much of this world i can take.
there are only so many people i can stand, and
only so many smiles i can fake.
before i crumble.
before i stumble.
before i fall.
before i admit that this world means nothing to me at all.
And so if this world means nothing.
Then what do you do?
To fill up your life, to make things seem right.
You turn to other meaningless things.
Tell me its how you deal
that getting high on the weekends is all about the thrill.
But i see past your lies.
and the emptiness in your eyes
because I know what its like
to think that theres nothing more to this life.
That getting drunk is just for fun.
and smoking weed will set you free
and that my worthless friends understand me
yea they get me. yea they know me.
But what if you dropped those things?
The forgetful nights
the "fun".
Sure your friends will miss you.
For a day. A week. A month.
But after that let me tell you.
Theyll stop calling, they wont care
and then youll be left with nothing
so where will you go from there?
So this is me telling you
that i didnt leave
yea im still around
but im living life for a different purpose
because i was lost
but now im found.
I gave up a lifestyle
The crap that i was dealt
and i gave it to my Father
yea He took it upon Himself
He didnt complain
or ask for anything in return.
It wasnt a deal.
it wasnt compromise.
No, it wasnt a trade.
it was a promise.
A promise to live life the way i was made.
And so now im really free.
Yes take it from me.
because ive seen death and ive seen life
And if you ask me which is better
i wouldnt have to think twice.
Im pretty sure youd say the same.
because its obvious. and its true.
and if your being honest with yourself
then theres really only one thing left for you to do.
Give it up.
