My Renaissance

Mat Kearney is all I hear. He's been playing through these headphones for the last half hour. Maybe not the wisest choice to listen to at this time of the night, at this time of the year, at this time in my life. But I can't bring myself to change the artist. His lyrics are hitting home, sometimes I feel like they were written for me.

This week has been incredible. So many changes, so much to look forward to. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I'm actually doing what the Lord wants me to do, not what I want to do. 5 nights ago He gave me that peace that I could not even began to understand. It was amazing. But day after day I am realizing how crucial it is to continue to fill my mind with His word. Yeah, I could go ahead and fill my mind with other things, I could occupy myself with things, or with events, or constantly bounce from one thing to the next, but it's not the same as being in His word. Without it, all I think about is what I need, what I think I'm missing in my life to where I'll be content. When He's on my mind, there's nothing else I need.


"I got a letter today of why she went away
She said, "It's better this way, you knew I never could stay."
Half empty closets and frames, all that's left to my name
As she left in the rain and left my heart on a chain
Three years I've built this two-face tower for hours on a lease
You gave me one yellow flower that said rest in peace
In pieces I've broken open to think too much or just enough
Alone to trust midst the rubble and the dust
Humbled, it took this much to break down and understand"

"This is my broken heart
This is my bleeding start
This is the way I've come to know You

This is my winding road
This is my way back home
This is the narrow door You know that I will walk through"

-Mat Kearney