The wind is moving
But I am standing still
A life of pages
Waiting to be filled
A heart that's hopeful
A head that's full of dreams
But this becoming
Is harder than it seems
If there are millions
Down on their knees
Among the many
Can you still hear me
Hear me asking
Where do I belong?
Is there a vision
That I can call my own?
Show me, I'm
Looking for a reason
Roamin' through the night to find
My place in this world
My place in this world
Not a lot to lean on
I need your light to help me find
My place in this world
My place in this world
-Michael W Smith
Felt like posting this, too long for facebook :) LOVE this song! I constantly strive for my purpose through the approval of guys and the hardest one today was the approval of my math homework. I sit in Pre-Calc everyday surrounded by students who understand the material. Most days I have to hold back the tears of frustration. I always leave that class feeling so insufficient and so stupid. It is so hard for me to listen to the Holy Spirit when I feel like I am drowning in the unknown. He is there with a life raft, but I try to save myself by flailing my arms and blaming others about my circumstance.
Lord, help me seek you with every breath I take, especially during third block. It is so hard for me not to measure my worth off of success in that class. I want to look sideways because for so long I based my identity off of what others thought of me. This is no more. Help me 'trust in You always and not lean on my own understanding'. I sometimes resent the identity you have given me because there are others who seem to have better qualities than I. You, God, are the maker of the heavens, the earth, and me! Help me base my identity on the artist and not other art around me. amen
