Today I once again made no quiet time (which also should be). But I have to Noa, a cup of coffee and sitting on the Kuechenablage talked about why heads are always full of thoughts. They were really nice 10 minutes.
And now I have heard the following song in the car and I was still following quote that I leider nur sinngemaess weitergeben kann: "Musik drueckt das aus, was man sonst nicht sagen kann" (Samuel Harfst)
Stained Glass Masquerade (Casting Crowns)
Is there anyone that fails, is there anyone that falls
Am I the only one in church today fellin' so small
'Cause when I take a look around, everybody seems so strong
I know they'll soon discover that I don't belong
So I took it all away, like everything's ok
under skinny plastic steeples with walls around our weakness
and smiles to hide our pain but if the invitation's open
to every heart that has been broken maybe then we close the curtain
on our stained glass masquerade
Is there anyone who's been there are there any hands to raise
am I the only one who's traded in the altar for a stage
the performance is convincing and we know every line by heart
only when no one is watching can we really fall apart
But would it set me free if I dared to let you see
the truth behind the person that you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open or would you walk away
would the love of Jesus be enough to make you stay?
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Ich finde, dass ist eine gute Frage: Ist Jesu Liebe in uns gross genug, um einander zu ertragen? Oder spielen wir, damit wir uns aushalten koennen?
And because it annoys me every time: No, I do not think God wants to excellence that we provide the best for him. It must not be good!!
It must be honest!
I demand more honesty in churches!
Closes the excellence of? I do not know. We create authenticity to introduce quality?
For me, I can say is messed up a good show I almost always ;-)
Matze
