My Savior, He can move the mountains.

"Be careful little eyes what you see
It's the second glance that ties your hands as darkness pulls the strings
Be careful little feet where you go
For it's the little feet behind you that are sure to follow

It's a slow fade when you give yourself away
It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray
Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid
When you give yourself away
People never crumble in a day
It's a slow fade, it's a slow fade

Be careful little ears what you hear
When flattery leads to compromise, the end is always near
Be careful little lips what you say
For empty words and promises lead broken hearts astray

It's a slow fade when you give yourself away
It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray
Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid
When you give yourself away
People never crumble in a day

The journey from your mind to your hands
Is shorter than you're thinking
Be careful if you think you stand
You just might be sinking

It's a slow fade when you give yourself away
It's a slow fade when black and white have turned to gray
Thoughts invade, choices are made, a price will be paid
When you give yourself away
People never crumble in a day
Daddies never crumble in a day
Families never crumble in a day

Oh be careful little eyes what see
Oh be careful little eyes what you see
For the Father up above is looking down in love
Oh be careful little eyes what you see"

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I was listening to this song when I was driving home the other
night, and I did the craziest thing I've done in a while. I lifted my
hands to worship my Father. I haven't done that in over a year.
Like, I've forgotten. I feel like people will look at me like I'm crazy
if I do that. Does it matter? I want to give myself away, my heart
to my Savior. A lot of people think that's not reverent, but how not?
We should be "jumping for joy." Overly in Love with our Father above.
I don't want to base my faith off the way other people feel.
That's cult-like. The testimony's of others do help strengthen mine,
but I don't want it to be based of others. Do I sound selfish?
I hope not.
I want to dance for the Lord, and I want to fall on my knees for Him.

Christopher is sitting beside me, playing a game on the computer.
Awesome. By "awesome" I mean "ridiculous."

I love you.