On multiple fronts, I want to be able to do more than I can to straighten things out. I want to have some long talks, bust some heads, dry some tears (or just be sure there's a safe space for them to come), tie some loose ends, give some hugs, have some laughs, hold some hands, listen to some stories, tell some others, create some new ones, and make everything all right. My thoughts lead me to the brink of rash courses of action, in hopes that I could do
something.
All so broken, with little the King's horses and men can do. Where I am powerless, I have prayer. I have to trust that my Father will care for those I cannot and that I will learn to be present in the ways that I should be.
But it's hard. I want to do more. I want to do
something.
restless
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the King's horses
And all the King's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again.
[beat]
But then...the King came.
All the King's horses and all the King's men are ineffectual to repair something broken -- there's only one who can. The King Himself.
Hang in there. There is nothing you can't do with and in the Lord.
Now Satan, you're next in line,
And I'm gonna hit you where it hurts,
'Cause I'm tired of you in my family,
And I'm tired of you in my Church!
I'm not my own, I'm bought with a price,
I'm a holy ghost-filled man,
And I'm toiling the bell of your eternal destruction
'Cross the land.
'Cause I represent a whole new breed of Christian for today,
And I'm authorized and deputized to blow you clean away.
I've got a weapon with two bullets that'll overcome all sin and crud.
One bullet's called the Word of My Testimony, and the other one's
called The Blood!
- Carman