
The tongue has the power of life and death
Keep a guard on your mouth to see your best life yet
Seasons come and seasons go
Each season is an opportunity to grow
While it doesnt always feel good, the opportunities are there
You have to fill your vessel before you can share
Meditate on thoughts that are truth and worthwhile
Speaking life from your mouth, produces an inner smile
My confidence is not in myself, praise the lord
He reminds me everyday that while I’m broken I’m secure
Opposition makes you stronger, it’s a chance to grow
You either become bitter or better, the choice is yours you know
Life isnt always fair, surely I’ve been dealt a hard deck
At times I can’t reason or organize my brain, at least not yet
I’m okay with that, it’s just where I am
It’s where you end in life, not where you began
Continue to chose life daily, the choice is all yours
For me, it means running desperately to the lord
He is my provider, my safety in time of need
He hears my broken heart and questions, even while I bleed
The clouds are passing overhead, I can see the blue sky
For know I lay down my reasoning, my questions, my whys
At the end of our lives we will all give account
For what we have done with the gifts that he gave us, that’s what life is about
It may be mercy, compassion, or possibly teaching, writing or being someones ears
Own it, nurture it, show God that you care
Mine may look different than yours and that is okay
But chose life today, and meditate every day
