Saturday, April 22, 2006

"girl america"

my girl america is just a youth in this world
her smile is more precious than the sparkle of pearls
and though her age reads she's just a young girl
the age behind her eyes shows the pain that she's swirled
through the hand that's been dealt though it's quiet as kept
the weight was all felt last night when she slept
and as she crept into the dreams of the things of her past
seems to have grown so fast, way beyond her own class
though they're right there with her, her brothers and her sisters
a natural born leader even when her peers diss her
my girl, she's at a crossroads, people praying for her
some are preying on her- magazine ads, sex, drama
smoking marijuana, longing for a father to call her daughter
she's part of a generation longing for reconciliation
and this future that they're facing and this poison that they're tasting
my girl, i know this love that you're chasing

my girl america's crying when she's lying on her bed at night
i can see that she's screaming when she's dreaming for her freedom
my girl america's dying while she's trying just to stop this fight
don't stop believing, my girl america

boys with hungry eyes have been beating her door
telling her that's what she's for, trying to rob at her core
then leave calling her a whore, but still she knows there's more
i know she knows there's more because there is a voice she can't ignore
cause it was founded in the foundations, from the day of her creation
in God we trust engraved on the treasures of her nation
and the void that the boys cant fill
with the tipping of the bottle or the popping of the pill
but still most of her friends don't care as they glare
ready to drown down the tunnel as they frown down the tunnel
they stumble and the tumble breaking down into rubble
my girl america, stop can't you see
its not the circumstances that determine who you're gonna be
but how you deal with these problems and pains that come your way

its for you that i pray with hope for a brighter day
and so i say, your deliverance is coming

faith like a child from your first birth
you left it in the dirt on your worst hurt
and i see each tear and every scar
the hands that have held you where you are
and i can see we've strayed so far
a king born under that morning star
as a crown of thorns was placed to erase
each tear thats touched your face
and his palms and sides were pierced with spears
he hung in love just to draw you near
my girl, out of this whole world
cant you see this is where we started

To my friend:
You don't have to hurt this much anymore. The last part of this song is the most important. Jesus "hung in love just to draw you near." I love that part. This whole Easter thing, that's what it's all about. Jesus wants you to come to Him, and get him to heal all your hurts. He will wrap His arms around you even when no one else will. He will gladly heal your hurts, when you bring them to Him.
Nothing else this world can offer will satisfy. Oh sure, they will for a while, but there's more to life.
Keep your innocence as long as you can. It is soooo important. Don't believe what the world tells you. That doesn't matter.
I don't know why you hurt, or why you turn to other things. But believe me, Jesus is the answer, as cliche as that sounds.
I want so much to protect you from hurt, and from all these things that come your way, but I can't. But what I can say is that when crazy things do come your way, turn to God and hide yourself in His love. Trust in Him.
~me.

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