All Right Here

I don’t know exactly when or how things in my life worked out the way that they did. But nevertheless, they are what they are. Somehow, Somewhere along the way I have lost touch with some of the things that I used to hold sacred, my relationship with God being one of them. I never blamed God for the things that happened, or was even angry with him… I just sort of separated myself from him, partially intentionally and partially involuntarily. But lately, I can feel him starting to move again… In little things, In Big things, In familiar things. It’s hard to keep my guard down, but I’m trying to. Like everything, it’s a one day at a time process.


5 years ago I went to a $5 concert at Sherwood Church in Albany. It was just something to do on a Friday night, I had never even heard of Sara Groves. I went in, sat down, and honestly… was a little ready to be bored for the next 2 hours. But from the first note on her keyboard, the first sound of her voice, I was captured. Every word was sang with emotion, straight from her heart. I have, over time, bought every one of her albums. They are all wonderful and they all speak directly to me. I have heard this song a million times before, but this week when I put it in, I cried and cried. It talks more to me than anything else I believe that I have ever heard. ... and that is huge for me, b/c you know how I am with music. But it's as if she took what I was feeling, wrote it down, and made it magical. I haven’t been able to find this one on any kind of music player, but if you want to hear the music behind the lyrics, you won’t be missing out on anything by buying the CD. This song is the #1 track on “All Right Here.” If you Go to http://www.saragroves.com/, you may be able to hear a snippet.

It's been a hard year

But I'm climbing out of the rubble

These lessons are hard

Healing changes are subtle

But every day it's...

Less like tearing, more like building

Less like captive, more like willing

Less like breakdown ,more like surrender

Less like haunting, more like remember

And I feel you here

And you're picking up the pieces

Forever faithful

It seemed out of my hands... a bad situation

But you are able

And in your hands the pain and hurt look less like scars

and more like character

Less like a prison, more like my room

Less like a casket, more like a womb

Less like dying, more like transcending

Less like fear, less like an ending

And I feel you here And you're picking up the pieces

Forever faithful

It seemed out of my hands... a bad situation

But you are able

And in your hands the pain and hurt look less like scars

and more like Character

Just a little while ago
I couldn't feel the power or the hope

I couldn't cope, I couldn't feel a thing

Just a little while back

Iwas desperate, broken, laid out

Hoping you would come

And I need you

And I want you here

And I feel you...

And I know you're here And you're picking up the pieces
Forever faithful
It seemed out of my hands... a bad situation
But you are able
And in your hands the pain and hurt look less like scars
And more like character.