Found my heart weeping to these words...I wonder is this a little glimpse into the heart of our Gomar's...they maybe didn't find themselves in India...but Clarence Street may just be as foreign...
On this Thursday night to come...may we offer these women a map to guide them home...it is a big girl world now, full of big girl things...and everyday I wish our Gomar's were small...
Matthew 18
v2 Jesus called a little child to him and put the child among them. 3 Then he said, “I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like little children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven. 4 So anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Its a big girl world now
Full of big girl things
And every day I wish I was small
I've been counting on nothing
But he keeps giving me his word
And I am tired of hearing myself speak
Do you get weary?
Do you ever get weak?
How do you dream when you can't fall asleep?
I've been wondering what you're thinking
And if you liked my dress tonight
Would you still say you loved me
Under this ordinary moonlight
I'm so afraid of what you'll say
I'd like to know if you'd be open to starting over from scratch
I'd like to know if you'd be open to giving me a second chance
I used to think I was special
And only I have proved me wrong
I thought I could change the world with a song
But I have ended up in India
With no map to guide me home
The strangest place I think I've ever been
And all this time I thought that we were friends
But my stubborn will is learning to bend
Kendall Payne
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