Saving Grace
Copyright 2012- Susie Whiting
Intro:
Missionaries knocked upon my door
spreading word that pertained to my salvation.
That unless I chose to be saved by grace
hell would be my final destination.
V1:
I thanked them both for giving of their time
said it'd been in another time and place,
that I'd been lifted up and dusted off.
and thanks to God, I'd been saved by Grace.
'Cause
Chorus:
Grace picked me up when on my own I stumbled.
It was through Grace, I found the best in me.
I saw my worth, although I was not perfect.
Through my saving Grace, I'll be the best that I can be.
V2:
I had looked for happiness in the bottom of a bottle.
My reflection showed only hollow eyes.
A face stared back, with a faint smile of deception.
I was a man, I no longer recognized.
Then:
Chorus:
Grace picked me up when on my own I stumbled.
It was through Grace, I found the best in me.
I saw my worth, although I was not perfect.
Through my saving Grace, I'll be the best that I can be.
V3:
It was through Grace, I hear my children's laughter.
It was through Grace, I finally found my life.
In the arms of Grace, I know i've found my heaven.
She gave me all, when Grace became my wife
Chorus:
Grace picked me up when on my own I stumbled.
It was through Grace, I found the best in me.
I saw my worth, although I was not perfect.
Through my saving Grace, I'll be the best that I can be.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
If Only Heaven Had a Phone
If Only Heaven Had a
Phone
Copyright 2012 – Susie
Whiting
V1:
I hear the rain against
my window
It wakes me from a
memory.
Remembering a starlit
night
As we listened to the
music of the sea.
I wish that I could
hear your voice once more,
Telling me I’ll be
alright
Hear your footsteps
cross the floor.
Feel your arms around
me in the night.
Pre Chorus:
I’m going crazy missing
you
And I don’t know what
to do.
I know I wouldn’t feel
alone
If only heaven had a
phone.
Chorus:
If only heaven had a
phone
Then I would call you
one more time.
I would say how much I
love you
And how glad I am
you’re mine.
I would tell you that
I’m sorry
For any words that
caused you pain;
And if I could I would
move hell and earth
Just to have you back
again.
No. I wouldn’t feel so alone,
If only heaven had a
phone.
V2:
The clock tells me that
it’s morning.
It’s time to face
another day.
I’ll place one foot
before the other
But first I’m gonna
pray
Ask God to tell you
that I miss you,
That I’ll try and make
it on my own.
I would tell you this
and more
If only heaven had a
phone.
Chorus:
If only heaven had a
phone
Then I would call you
one more time.
I would say how much I
love you
And how glad I am
you’re mine.
I would tell you that
I’m sorry
For any words that
caused you pain;
And if I could I would
move hell and earth
Just to have you back
again.
No. I wouldn’t feel so alone,
If only heaven had a phone.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Metamorphosis is Happening
Metamorphosis is Happening
Copyright 2012- Susie Whiting
You don't see me at my locker
Or when I'm walking in the hall.
You don't look at me or talk to me
I blend into the wall.
You go about your fun and games
without thinking to call me.
But this person in the shadows
is not who I'm gonna be.
Metamorphosis is happening
I change a little everyday.
I hold my future in my hands.
I'm not the same as yesterday.
Don't worry about me.
Don't ever let me cross your mind.
Just keep on keepin' on.
I'm gonna be just fine.
I'll see you in five years
back in the high school gym.
I'll be the guy you don't remember.
But then you never did know him.
But the face will be familiar:
One that your recognize.
as a modern success story.
I've morphed right behind your eyes.
and as I stand there on the stage
accepting accolades that's due.
I'll thank all the little people
for I owe it all to you.
Copyright 2012- Susie Whiting
You don't see me at my locker
Or when I'm walking in the hall.
You don't look at me or talk to me
I blend into the wall.
You go about your fun and games
without thinking to call me.
But this person in the shadows
is not who I'm gonna be.
Metamorphosis is happening
I change a little everyday.
I hold my future in my hands.
I'm not the same as yesterday.
Don't worry about me.
Don't ever let me cross your mind.
Just keep on keepin' on.
I'm gonna be just fine.
I'll see you in five years
back in the high school gym.
I'll be the guy you don't remember.
But then you never did know him.
But the face will be familiar:
One that your recognize.
as a modern success story.
I've morphed right behind your eyes.
and as I stand there on the stage
accepting accolades that's due.
I'll thank all the little people
for I owe it all to you.
Monday, April 16, 2012
A Letter to Danny - April 16, 2012
My Darling:
I dreamed of you last night. In my dream, we were young again and we were fighting. I don't know what are fight was about but I told you if you wanted out of our marriage just tell me. I said this, but what I really wanted was for you to take me in your arms and tell me that you loved me. In my dream, you left the house and I didn't know where you were. You came home late and just went to bed. I must have been sleeping too because the next thing I remember you waking and getting out of bed. I fell back to sleep and awoke when I heard you in the kitchen. I walked in to talk to you, but then I woke up. That has been three hours ago that I woke, but the hurt is still in my heart as I type this. I just wanted to go back to sleep so I could be with you, even if we were not getting along. I just wanted to be with you.
I decided that perhaps that is why I can't see you or feel your presence. Perhaps it would just be too painful for me to have you so near, but not to be able to touch you.
I love you Danny. I miss you so much. I guess all will be as it is meant to be rather I want it or not.
I'll love you far beyond the 12th of never.
Susie
I dreamed of you last night. In my dream, we were young again and we were fighting. I don't know what are fight was about but I told you if you wanted out of our marriage just tell me. I said this, but what I really wanted was for you to take me in your arms and tell me that you loved me. In my dream, you left the house and I didn't know where you were. You came home late and just went to bed. I must have been sleeping too because the next thing I remember you waking and getting out of bed. I fell back to sleep and awoke when I heard you in the kitchen. I walked in to talk to you, but then I woke up. That has been three hours ago that I woke, but the hurt is still in my heart as I type this. I just wanted to go back to sleep so I could be with you, even if we were not getting along. I just wanted to be with you.
I decided that perhaps that is why I can't see you or feel your presence. Perhaps it would just be too painful for me to have you so near, but not to be able to touch you.
I love you Danny. I miss you so much. I guess all will be as it is meant to be rather I want it or not.
I'll love you far beyond the 12th of never.
Susie
Saturday, April 7, 2012
How Wonderful
How Wonderful
V1:
How wonderful that the man from Galilee
Who healed the lame and caused the blind to see
He who called the dead to stand and walk again
That He who was born was to die for every man
Oh How wonderful,
That he loves me.
Chorus:
It was for me that in Gethsemane
He cried.
It was for me on a cross on Calvary
He died.
It was for me that He washed away my sins
Tore open gates of Hell that I might live again.
It was for me
Because He loved me.
V2:
How wonderful; He who caused the dumb to talk.
That He who told the ill “lift up your bed and walk.”
He who raised His hand and calmed the stormy sea.
Then with his love, He calms the storms in me.
Oh, How wonderful.
That he loves me.
Repeat Chorus:
How wonderful. That He loves me.
Susie Whiting © 2007
V1:
How wonderful that the man from Galilee
Who healed the lame and caused the blind to see
He who called the dead to stand and walk again
That He who was born was to die for every man
Oh How wonderful,
That he loves me.
Chorus:
It was for me that in Gethsemane
He cried.
It was for me on a cross on Calvary
He died.
It was for me that He washed away my sins
Tore open gates of Hell that I might live again.
It was for me
Because He loved me.
V2:
How wonderful; He who caused the dumb to talk.
That He who told the ill “lift up your bed and walk.”
He who raised His hand and calmed the stormy sea.
Then with his love, He calms the storms in me.
Oh, How wonderful.
That he loves me.
Repeat Chorus:
How wonderful. That He loves me.
Susie Whiting © 2007
Friday, March 30, 2012
Out into the Universe
I had an opportunity to visit with my daughter Sheree last week. Sunday morning I took a walk along the dirt road that leads to and away from her house. As I walked, I came upon a small cemetary; the white headstones sparkling in the early morning sun. Of course, from a spiritual level, I have my own beliefs of life, death and reason, but this particular morning I was looking at things through more of a scientific frame of mind.
I have heard comments so often about the affects "thoughts" have on the universe. "What you send out is what you receive" etc. As I walked along, I (as so often I do) was thinking about and missing Danny. I thought of the pain I have felt at his passing and that I must be sending that pain out into the universe. I looked at all the headstones and knew that at another time, loved ones of these people too were sending out pain and then I thought of time from the beginning. Loved ones born and loved ones lost.....wars, calamity, famine, illnesses, accidents etc. etc. etc. Could such immense pain create blackholes or the such? And what about joy? The joy one feels with the first kiss, the coming together in marriage, the joy of the birth of a new baby, the sunrise in the morning or the sunset in the evening. Does that joy help mend up the black holes with tiny silver threads?
I concluded there is just so much we don't know about this thing called life. We can all hold on to our religious beliefs that help make living more understandable and death more acceptable, but I think when we leave this life we are going to have a "WOW" moment when we realize how little we knew of everything.
I have heard comments so often about the affects "thoughts" have on the universe. "What you send out is what you receive" etc. As I walked along, I (as so often I do) was thinking about and missing Danny. I thought of the pain I have felt at his passing and that I must be sending that pain out into the universe. I looked at all the headstones and knew that at another time, loved ones of these people too were sending out pain and then I thought of time from the beginning. Loved ones born and loved ones lost.....wars, calamity, famine, illnesses, accidents etc. etc. etc. Could such immense pain create blackholes or the such? And what about joy? The joy one feels with the first kiss, the coming together in marriage, the joy of the birth of a new baby, the sunrise in the morning or the sunset in the evening. Does that joy help mend up the black holes with tiny silver threads?
I concluded there is just so much we don't know about this thing called life. We can all hold on to our religious beliefs that help make living more understandable and death more acceptable, but I think when we leave this life we are going to have a "WOW" moment when we realize how little we knew of everything.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
The Talk
The Talk
by Susie McCormick Whiting on Friday, August 14, 2009 at 9:41am ·
In the dark and silence of the night, we had a talk, he and I. As ususual, I did the talking as he listened. I told him I didn't understand. It seemed everything that I had once held on so steadfastly to now seemed unimportant. What I had believed so strongly in, disappeared like campfire smoke into mountain air; leaving behind just a hint of smoke to remind me that at one time, the fire had burned. I told him that stepping out of the old comfortable shoe of inherited beliefs, left me lonely, but also free. Should I feel guilty for the change taking place within me? I didn't want to lose my relationship with him. He had been such a part of me for so very long. I told him that I still loved him but I had changed and with the change didn't know if he could still love me.
He said nothing, the only sound came from the ticking of the clock, rememinding me that time continued to slip by. It would not wait for me to find myself. "Why don't you tell me what's true?" I asked. "Why don't you whisper something in my ear or speak to me in dreams." Reconciled, that I would not hear him speak, I sighed and whispered "I still love you."
The wind caused the trees to dance in the night causing a soft moan to disturb the silence then as if to keep a rhythm, the rain began to fall; tapping against my window. "Just tell me what to do." I said. "I will do whatever it is you want me to do. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to disappoint you. You are too important to me. Tell me what I should do. Tell me what I should be. Tell me what you want of me."
"Just your love." I heard God say.
And as my footsteps lead me down the hall, to my room, to the sleep that had evaded me, I smiled. The answer was so simple....so perfectly simple. The answer to life is love. For with the love of God, all the other pieces of life's puzzle falls perfectly into place. If you love God, you love man. If you love God, you love earth. If you love God, you love self. The complications of religion are simplified if they would only be tied into one beautiful simple package. LOVE
He said nothing, the only sound came from the ticking of the clock, rememinding me that time continued to slip by. It would not wait for me to find myself. "Why don't you tell me what's true?" I asked. "Why don't you whisper something in my ear or speak to me in dreams." Reconciled, that I would not hear him speak, I sighed and whispered "I still love you."
The wind caused the trees to dance in the night causing a soft moan to disturb the silence then as if to keep a rhythm, the rain began to fall; tapping against my window. "Just tell me what to do." I said. "I will do whatever it is you want me to do. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to disappoint you. You are too important to me. Tell me what I should do. Tell me what I should be. Tell me what you want of me."
"Just your love." I heard God say.
And as my footsteps lead me down the hall, to my room, to the sleep that had evaded me, I smiled. The answer was so simple....so perfectly simple. The answer to life is love. For with the love of God, all the other pieces of life's puzzle falls perfectly into place. If you love God, you love man. If you love God, you love earth. If you love God, you love self. The complications of religion are simplified if they would only be tied into one beautiful simple package. LOVE
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