Now I Finally Get It

NOTHING IS AS IT APPEARS

2009-03-30T09:12:00.000-07:00

by Stan C. Countz

I can't keep from crying
for this crazy mixed up place.
With all its death and dying
I feel the need for His embrace.

There's no use in denying
I can't keep up this pace.
On His Spirit I’m relying
I'm afraid to fall from grace.

It's time I face my forgotten fears
And taste the bitter tears
That time can't quite erase.
Friend, the end is drawing near.
We'll disappear without a trace.

Just like the thunder right before the rain
I'm torn asunder by the stress and strain
I'm beginning to wonder if it's all in vain.
I'm goin' under. Can you feel my pain?

And through the passing years, I begin to hear
His still, small voice ringing loud and clear.
Giving me a choice between faith and fear.
Nothing is as it appears

We're sowing and reaping.
And chasing our careers.
I hear the Spirit weeping.
Behold the time is near.

The Father isn't sleeping.
His word is very clear.
His promise He is keeping.
He’ll calm our foolish fears.

He holds them for safekeeping.
Our silent cries He hears.
We’ll be walking and leaping
He’ll wipe away our tears.

So be of one mind
And be of good cheer...
Seek and you’ll find
The choice is clear

Look for the signs
For the time is near
Gotta walk the line
Gotta face my fears

So let your light so shine
They’ll know you’re mine
By the way you persevere
Nothing is as it appears. (3x)

INSPIRATIONAL LINKS

2008-06-11T10:49:00.001-07:00

ME AND DOCTOR JACK
THE CALLED US JESUS FREAKS
ENLARGED FLICKR SLIDE SHOW VALLEY VIEWS
THE ONE WHO'S BROKEN HEARTED

A LOT MORE FLAKES THAN RAISINS

2008-06-05T00:23:00.000-07:00

by Stan C. Countz

Don’t think it’s so strange or amazin’
People don’t change no matter how well we raise ‘em
There’s a lot more flakes than raisins
In a box of Raisin Bran
It’s just the same with man
You’ve got to make some mistakes
You’ve got to separate the flakes
From the raisins and you’ll understand
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush
Don’t really wanna push
So get up off of your tush
And lend a helpin’ hand

Don’t think it’s so strange or amazin’
People don’t change no matter how well we raise ‘em
There’s a lot more flakes than raisins
In a box of Raisin Bran
It’s just the same with man
You’ve got to separate the flakes
From the raisins and, one day, you’ll understand
You’ve got to make some mistakes
And do whatever it takes
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush
Don’t really wanna push
So get up off of your tush
And lend a helpin’ hand
And one day you’ll understand
There’s a lot more flakes than raisins
It’s God you should be praisin’
His grace is so amazin’
There’s a lot more flakes than raisins
In a box of Raisin Bran

NOW, I FINALLY GET IT

2008-06-05T00:09:00.000-07:00

by Stan C. Countz

It seems like I just don’t care
But this painted-on face
Is too much to bear
It just ain’t the same
And it just ain't fair
It ain't the same as when I was usin’
But it’s a bit more confusin’
I think I’m goin’ insane
But I just don’t care
My brain can’t stop thinkin’
I’m feelin’ no pain
And I ain’t even drinkin’
My mind is just fine
But my heart is sinkin’
I’m tellin’ the truth
So help me Abe Lincoln
But back in my youth
I had some bad thinkin’
I had a bad attitude
I was sad I was drinkin’
My eyes were blinded
I was always reminded
Of my past mistakes and blunders
And I wondered why you seemed so distant
Now I know why; don’t know how I missed it
You were the one for me
but I was too blind to see
Now it’s too late; I hate to admit it
I sealed my fate; cat got my tongue and I bit it
We were the perfect match but we never lit it
You were a catch but I just didn’t get it
Don’t know why we never did it
It’s too late now to get with it
I hate to admit it; now I finally get it