Friday night I went to see the Fray in concert... i absoulutely luved it. They sounded ten times better live than they do on their CD and they put on a really good show. Not to mention the lighting and set-up was unbelieviably well done, i like it when concerts are visually appealing. About 3/4 of the way through the concert they brought the drummer down to the floor and sang a song about someone's daughter getting married, it was really touching. Then they start singing "Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira and I almost peed my pants it was soo funny! The drummer (who i think is awesome, talented and actually interacts instead of sitting there with a bored look on his face like other drummers do. He actually makes funny faces and looks like he's enjoying what he's doing) anyways.. the drummer sang the parts that the make in the song sings and it was hilarious. Bjorn and i stood there laughing our butts off. haha
but the point of my post is, as much as i liked going to see the Fray (and trust me i liked it a LOT), the Hillsong worship concert i went to 2 weeks prior was a way better experience. Not becasue the Fray sucked or Hillsong was more talented or anything. But the energy at a worship concert is so different from one at a secular concert. People engage, they worship, they actually put their hearts into the song. They do it for a reason. People go to secular concerts because it's entertaining and fun. Your heart can still be in it (mine definately was becasue i can relate to many of the Fray's lyrics) but it's just not as powerful.
I left the Fray concert thinking, that was fun I had a really great time. Whereas after Hillsong United I left thinking, that was amazing! I am so pumped and full of life right now! God is good!
I can't even explain the difference, but there is a huge gap between the experience I had at a worship concert and the experience I had at a secular concert. If you've ever felt that then you know what I mean, if you havn't, sorry I know I suck at explaining things. But as I was sitting there at the Fray concert, singing along to the songs I started to wonder. Do people who haven't been to a worship concert even know what their missing?
I am blessed to know God and know what it is like to feel loved by Him. I am blessed because I can go through life with an undefined peace, a sense of wonder and amazement at the life I'm living. Not many people can say that, and that should be my motivation to tell them...
something to think about.
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6.24.2007
6.23.2007
i've always heard people say "everything happens for a reason"
and at first, i always believed them
but then came that day
when something happened i couldn't explain
it hit me suddenly, i wasn't even seeking
then a star shoots arcoss the sky and suddenly life has reason
but i didn't find it where i thought; everywhere i searched
i didn't think i'd ever gain, this much on earth
but now time has passed, and i've started to lose faith
how could i trust when every promise you decided to break
it slips out of my hands, glass shatters on the ground
and reason turned everything upside down
now i have scars of where the glass sliced my hand
and though i try to forget, i know i never can
becasue when things get broken they're so hard to fix
and the good things in life are hard not to miss
so now i wonder, was it all true
has that little saying has paid it's due?
through the unexplainable i find reason in it all
lessons learnt about how not to fall
these scars are worth the life i have recieved
now i know what true living really means
it's not giving in, it's giving all out
love, hope, and faith are what life's all about
and at first, i always believed them
but then came that day
when something happened i couldn't explain
it hit me suddenly, i wasn't even seeking
then a star shoots arcoss the sky and suddenly life has reason
but i didn't find it where i thought; everywhere i searched
i didn't think i'd ever gain, this much on earth
but now time has passed, and i've started to lose faith
how could i trust when every promise you decided to break
it slips out of my hands, glass shatters on the ground
and reason turned everything upside down
now i have scars of where the glass sliced my hand
and though i try to forget, i know i never can
becasue when things get broken they're so hard to fix
and the good things in life are hard not to miss
so now i wonder, was it all true
has that little saying has paid it's due?
through the unexplainable i find reason in it all
lessons learnt about how not to fall
these scars are worth the life i have recieved
now i know what true living really means
it's not giving in, it's giving all out
love, hope, and faith are what life's all about
6.12.2007
Chaos
It's all around me. Everywhere I go. Everything I see. It's in everything I do. Driving down city streets. Walking across bridges. Entering my bedroom, clothes hastily strewn on the floor. Lying in my bed at night, listening to the silence and trying to make sense of it all. I look all around me and I think, this is not me. My world is breaking at the seams. But this is not me.
As hard as I try I can't seem to find any space. It's closing in. Life just keeps piling up and as hard as I try I can't find the bottom. Getting lost within chaos is uterly chaotic.
Magazines get thrown at me. Look at this, this is who you are supposed to be, they say. The television blinds my vision, telling me how I should live my life. Five easy steps to becoming a better person. Another self-help book falls out of my fusturated hands and onto the floor. The music is loud and I want to scream. I'm not a "stupid girl", I swear!
Eventually I become tired of this. Of the chaos. Eventually I come to the place where I fall on my knees and actually try opening my heart. And here is where I break.
He's all around me. Everywhere I go. Everything I see. He's in everything I do. Driving down city streets. Walking across bridges. Entering my bedroom, my clothes still hastily strewn on the floor. Even at night when the moonlight shines through my window. I take a look around me and I think, this is not me. Show me who I am.
Finally, after going through days, months, maybe even years of not listening I hear a voice. You are mine. I have chosen you.
Standing at a worship concert. Listening to the sound of a thousand voices singing and yet I am able to hear that still small voice. I have other plans for you.
Ready to pull my hair out becasue I am so fustrated with life. This neverending cycle of not being good enough has only gotten worse. When will I ever be good enough for you? It seems that being a Christian is a losing battle. I can't take the continual reminder that I just don't measure up. But then I hear that voice. I love you, all of you. Not just the good parts. Not just sometimes. Even when you hate me, I still love you.
I start to realize that falling is a part of the journey. You have to fail in order to learn. Yes, I struggle and no, God doesn't like to see me sin. But at the same time all my faults shape me into the person that I am, and push me to strive to be the person I will become.
God answers prayer. It may take a long time. It may not be the answer you want. But he does answer. Sometimes we just don't realize it because we are too busy worrying, or feeling sorry for ourselves, or trying to become something we're not. Sometimes we make our lives and our thoughts so chaotic that God can't get a word in edgewise. When we surround ourselves with things of the world and start to care more about what the world thinks than what God thinks we set oursleves up for failure. God should be our measuring stick. So sit back and listen for the voice of God. He'll tell you what to do. Today when he spoke to me he reminded me of his promises. I have a plan for you Kaitlyn, but you have to trust me. You have to trust that I know you better than you know yourself. You have to trust that the chaos will turn into something beautiful. All those other things, throw them away. Right now I am all you need.
If your life is choas right now pray that God will speak through it. My life was chaos. It still is. But at least now I am leaning on God to see me through it. You aren't strong. You can't do it by yourself. But you do have to meet God halfway. Listen to him. He'll tell you all you need to know. There's beauty to be found in all that chaos.
As hard as I try I can't seem to find any space. It's closing in. Life just keeps piling up and as hard as I try I can't find the bottom. Getting lost within chaos is uterly chaotic.
Magazines get thrown at me. Look at this, this is who you are supposed to be, they say. The television blinds my vision, telling me how I should live my life. Five easy steps to becoming a better person. Another self-help book falls out of my fusturated hands and onto the floor. The music is loud and I want to scream. I'm not a "stupid girl", I swear!
Eventually I become tired of this. Of the chaos. Eventually I come to the place where I fall on my knees and actually try opening my heart. And here is where I break.
He's all around me. Everywhere I go. Everything I see. He's in everything I do. Driving down city streets. Walking across bridges. Entering my bedroom, my clothes still hastily strewn on the floor. Even at night when the moonlight shines through my window. I take a look around me and I think, this is not me. Show me who I am.
Finally, after going through days, months, maybe even years of not listening I hear a voice. You are mine. I have chosen you.
Standing at a worship concert. Listening to the sound of a thousand voices singing and yet I am able to hear that still small voice. I have other plans for you.
Ready to pull my hair out becasue I am so fustrated with life. This neverending cycle of not being good enough has only gotten worse. When will I ever be good enough for you? It seems that being a Christian is a losing battle. I can't take the continual reminder that I just don't measure up. But then I hear that voice. I love you, all of you. Not just the good parts. Not just sometimes. Even when you hate me, I still love you.
I start to realize that falling is a part of the journey. You have to fail in order to learn. Yes, I struggle and no, God doesn't like to see me sin. But at the same time all my faults shape me into the person that I am, and push me to strive to be the person I will become.
God answers prayer. It may take a long time. It may not be the answer you want. But he does answer. Sometimes we just don't realize it because we are too busy worrying, or feeling sorry for ourselves, or trying to become something we're not. Sometimes we make our lives and our thoughts so chaotic that God can't get a word in edgewise. When we surround ourselves with things of the world and start to care more about what the world thinks than what God thinks we set oursleves up for failure. God should be our measuring stick. So sit back and listen for the voice of God. He'll tell you what to do. Today when he spoke to me he reminded me of his promises. I have a plan for you Kaitlyn, but you have to trust me. You have to trust that I know you better than you know yourself. You have to trust that the chaos will turn into something beautiful. All those other things, throw them away. Right now I am all you need.
If your life is choas right now pray that God will speak through it. My life was chaos. It still is. But at least now I am leaning on God to see me through it. You aren't strong. You can't do it by yourself. But you do have to meet God halfway. Listen to him. He'll tell you all you need to know. There's beauty to be found in all that chaos.
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