Sometimes when I wake up, I don’t wanna rise up, Out of my bed, to many thoughts in my head, Don’t wanna be who I used to be, Gonna take the back seat and let you lead, And I… Need to stop, need to stop, Cause I’m going to fast, And I… Know my God is still God, And you got my back:
You lead, I’ll follow, Your hands hold my tomorrow, Your grip, Your grace, You know the way, You guide me tenderly, yeah, When you lead, I’ll follow, Just light the way and I’ll go, Cause I know what you got for me is more then I can see, So lead me on… Lead me on…
This song is stuck in my head like the plague right now… Even as I sit here typin the lines “You lead, I’ll follow, Your hands hold my tomorrow, Your grip, Your grace, You know the way, You guide me tenderly” are just on repeat – so here I am at my desk trying to write something coherent and I can’t stop singing those lines.
Those lines hold a lot of truth. Specifically they hold a lot of truth that is being pounded into my heart again and again this semester. God holds me in his hands – my today, my tomorrow, everything. So why do I worry? He isn’t just hold me, he has a grip on me – he won’t let me go. He is faithful. Why do I try to run away from him? Who am I to be loved by him? It’s only through his grace. And he’s poured out that incredible grace on ME. He knows the way. Sometimes I think I know the way… and end up finding myself in a mess, at a dead end, lost, unsure of what I’m doing. Why do I do that? Why do I keep doing that? BUT, tenderly time and time again He will guide me back. How good is that?
Lead on, God. Lead on.
I want to go wherever you’ll take me.