From Grantley…

I’ve recently attempted something quite different to anything I’ve ever done before — crafting lyrics for a song to touch the hearts of people whose beliefs are utterly foreign to me. I refer to people spiritually confused by Woke and/or New Age beliefs. Their issues are probably foreign to you, too, but they need Jesus, of course, as much as any of us.

I’m told the most appropriate music for the most needy audience is likely to be rap (again something foreign to my own tastes and experience). However, I have no musical ability, nor any way of getting an audience even if I did. Unless God raises up someone with the appropriate gifting it will never take off.

If you would like to join me in prayer about this, I would be most appreciative. If you would like to see the lyrics as they currently stand, I will place them below. It’s called “Reality.” The repetition is deliberate.

I’m sick of the game,

Pretending I’m enough,

Hiding my blame,

Flouting my shame,

Enslaved by people’s opinions.

It’s time to end the insanity.

What I call “my truth” is a mockery

God, shock me with your truth.

I need the view from eternity.

Hit me with reality.

Appalled at my flaws

I look at the cross,

Stunned at what you’ve done.

I’m without excuse,

You’re my only hope

And you’re all I’ll ever need.

I’m done with make-believe,

Mesmerized by mirages,

Pretending I’m a god

When it’s obvious I’m not,

Fleeing reality like a panic-crazed coward.

Appalled at my flaws

I look at the cross,

Stunned at what you’ve done.

I’m without excuse,

You’re my only hope

And you’re all I’ll ever need.

Spiritual delusion won’t cut it; I’m desperate for reality.

Almighty God, open my eyes like never before.

Unchain me from beliefs that will never endure.

I need what will last for all eternity.

As I look to you, O Timeless One,

You draw me back two thousand years.

I gaze at the cross and begin to see

The ultimate reality—

Divine mystery embedded in human history.

Never have such agony and purity met.

I’m appalled, I’m enthralled, I’m numb,

Overwhelmed by what you’ve done to pay my debt.

No one but you could go to such extremes.

You’re my only hope

And you’re all I’ll ever need.

I’ve had enough of telling myself I’m enough,

Pathetically brainwashing myself in an attempt to avoid reality.

I’m ending slavery to what people think of me.

No more imprisoning my mind in a fantasy,

Driven by a sick attempt to get people to like me.

The more I ponder the cross, the more I find

I’m leaving delusion behind

And encountering the ultimate reality—

Divine mystery embedded in human history.

Never have such agony and purity met.

I’m appalled, I’m enthralled, I’m numb,

Overwhelmed by what you’ve done to pay my debt.

No one but you could go to such extremes.

You’re my only hope

And you’re all I’ll ever need.

If things grew so bleak

That even the strongest quaked

And whole nations despaired,

They could still look to you and boldly declare,

The darker it gets the better we see

You’re our only hope

And you’re all we’ll ever need.

The darker it gets the better we see

You’re our only hope

And you’re all we’ll ever need.