Wednesday, July 31, 2024

Miles out of Eden

 Miles out of Eden


Male voice (Adam):

I’m supposed to feel wiser, 

instead I sense deep loss, 

I think wouldn’t have eaten 

had I considered the cost.  

That serpent was crafty, 

and the fruit looked so good

Man, it’s all crystal clear now how much I misunderstood 


Looking over my shoulder at that sword of flame

Its clear that I can no longer stay

I can’t believe that I hurt you this way


I’m miles out of Eden

and headed the wrong way

There’s no rest for the trouble

I’ve found today.  the higher the mountain, 

the greater the fall

It’s a miracle you still love me at all


Female voice (Eve):


It all seemed so innocent, at least at first

In just one blink of an eye reality set in

The uneasy distance of hiding hurt 

But the taste of rebellion is worse

Now here we are on the wrong side looking in

What a mistake this has been


From the cool of the garden garden into this desert heat.  And yet even in exile we know for our lord this isn’t defeat. 


We’re miles out of Eden 

And headed away

From all that we knew in the cool of the shade

But he’s made us a promise

So we know one day

The serpent who tricked us will

Be made to pay


After thousands of years and millions of miles

We’re still miles from Eden and 

headed due south

Yeah, we don’t have much trouble 

Finding our way down.


Gotta see a man who has the keys

that can let us back in


Even as the words of our savior sit recorded in red

On that leather bound manual next to the bed

The pages cast light on the savior within

The one who’s crushed that crafty serpent’s head

It’s the faith to let him lead you and take you by the hand

Miles again down the narrow path,

Where the gates of Eden are open again.

Sunday, July 21, 2024

So little to offer

 So Little to Offer


How do I speak of things I cannot know

How do I tell you about the one who holds

The mountains

And keeps them in place.


How do I speak about the one who makes you whole

How do I tell you how well you’re known 

by one who holds you, 

in his unending grace.


Yeah, sometimes I can’t find the words 

To express what I’ve felt and heard,

from my loving father

In the arms of his embrace

How I long to see his face


How can I tell you that he gave his life,

How he bled and died to save some guy

Who had nothing, Nothing to offer

No gift to bring, just rags up on that alter,


Oh It’s not enough.  It’s just not enough…


Yeah, sometimes I can’t find the words 

Or even express what I’ve felt and heard,

from my loving father

In the arms of his embrace

How I long to see his face


And even if the rocks cry out - if the stones would scream 

And the boulders shout, it wouldn’t match his glory.  

Couldn’t begin to tell this story.

grace and truth, peace and love

Belong to our great God above who knows 

I’ve got so little to offer. So little to offer


So little to offer, For a blood price I couldn’t pay

So little to offer, only rags into a king 

So little to offer, meager gifts upon the alter

So little to offer, just the blessings from our father


Oh How can I speak of the things I know,

How can I be the one to tell you so

You don’t need a fancy colored coat, no

He’s the one that makes it enough

You can’t run from his love.

He’s enough.  No doubt He’s enough.