More to this Life
More to this Life by Steven Curtis Chapman
Today I watched in silence as people passed me by,
And I strained to see if there was something hidden in their eyes;
But they all looked at me as if to say
Life just goes on.
The old familiar story told in different ways,
Make the most of your own journey from the cradle to the grave;
Dream your dreams tomorrow because today
Life must go on.
CHORUS
But there’s more to this life than living and dying,
More than just trying to make it through the day;
More to this life, more than these eyes alone can see,
And there’s more than this life alone can be.
Tonight he lies in silence staring into space,
And looks for ways to make tomorrow better than today,
But in the morning light it looks the same;
Life just goes on.
He takes care of his family, he takes care of his work,
And every Sunday morning he takes his place at the church;
And somehow he still feels a need to search,
But life just goes on.
So where do we start to find every part
Of what makes this life complete;
If we turn our eyes to Jesus we’ll find
Life’s true beginning is there at the cross where He died.
He died to bring us . . .
Today I watched in silence as people passed me by,
And I strained to see if there was something hidden in their eyes;
But they all looked at me as if to say
Life just goes on.
The old familiar story told in different ways,
Make the most of your own journey from the cradle to the grave;
Dream your dreams tomorrow because today
Life must go on.
CHORUS
But there’s more to this life than living and dying,
More than just trying to make it through the day;
More to this life, more than these eyes alone can see,
And there’s more than this life alone can be.
Tonight he lies in silence staring into space,
And looks for ways to make tomorrow better than today,
But in the morning light it looks the same;
Life just goes on.
He takes care of his family, he takes care of his work,
And every Sunday morning he takes his place at the church;
And somehow he still feels a need to search,
But life just goes on.
So where do we start to find every part
Of what makes this life complete;
If we turn our eyes to Jesus we’ll find
Life’s true beginning is there at the cross where He died.
He died to bring us . . .
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I've been struggling with the issue about existence. I am pretty sure that in one way or another we would have stumble upon this question. "What on earth am I here for?" I guess it's one of the most common question that has ever been asked in the history of mankind. We often find ourself asking God the meaning of us being here and the quest for purpose seem to be a never-ending task. The moment we thought we have already found the purpose of living, doubts starts to cloud the "purpose" we have found. In the end of the day, it will be like running through a vicious cycle of searching, finding and losing.
Ponder upon the lyrics of the song. What do you see? Do you see yourself in it? Do you hear the words that constantly haunts you? We often force our way through life or rather we often give excuses to the emptiness we are suffering. The phrase "Life must go on, Life just goes on" echoes in the hallway of our empty heart. Aren't you frustrated? It's like, what's next? Now what? Frankly, I am frustrated with this search. Even when we have the one sure thing that secures our heart yet we constantly fall into this vicious loop of self-identity, self-purpose and the very issue of existence. I started to ponder upon this thought, why am still feeling this sense of emptiness within me although I have the one sure thing? I discovered that I am just too shy to bring this issue up with God and decided to wallow in it on my own.
A surge of emptiness flowed within my heart today. The feeling of being abandoned, forsaken and left to be alone. I decided to pray and give it all to Jesus for I know that Jesus was abandon, forsaken and indeed left to be alone. Abandon by his beloved disciples. Forsaken, when God turned His face away when He was on the cross. Alone in the grave. This thought has indeed uplifted my spirit and what I saw was the hand of Christ pulling me up from the pit of emptiness. I know, I will always stumble and fall into the pit. But I am sure, that each time I fall He will lift me up.
A pit can be real deep and scary
So my dear friends, if you are struggling and feel helpless. Do not be afraid, our Lord is there to lift us up. However there is one criteria; ASK for help. I am sure it will come. There is definitely more to this life, more than living and dying, more than trying to make it through another day.
"For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile—the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, for, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved."" - Romans 10: 12, 13
From Duck to Swan
Signing out at 1.54pm - 16th November 2007
Ponder upon the lyrics of the song. What do you see? Do you see yourself in it? Do you hear the words that constantly haunts you? We often force our way through life or rather we often give excuses to the emptiness we are suffering. The phrase "Life must go on, Life just goes on" echoes in the hallway of our empty heart. Aren't you frustrated? It's like, what's next? Now what? Frankly, I am frustrated with this search. Even when we have the one sure thing that secures our heart yet we constantly fall into this vicious loop of self-identity, self-purpose and the very issue of existence. I started to ponder upon this thought, why am still feeling this sense of emptiness within me although I have the one sure thing? I discovered that I am just too shy to bring this issue up with God and decided to wallow in it on my own.
A surge of emptiness flowed within my heart today. The feeling of being abandoned, forsaken and left to be alone. I decided to pray and give it all to Jesus for I know that Jesus was abandon, forsaken and indeed left to be alone. Abandon by his beloved disciples. Forsaken, when God turned His face away when He was on the cross. Alone in the grave. This thought has indeed uplifted my spirit and what I saw was the hand of Christ pulling me up from the pit of emptiness. I know, I will always stumble and fall into the pit. But I am sure, that each time I fall He will lift me up.
A pit can be real deep and scary"For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile—the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, for, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved."" - Romans 10: 12, 13
From Duck to Swan
Signing out at 1.54pm - 16th November 2007
