November 2012 – My Point of View

“Love Will Save The Day” Lyrics
by Geoff Moore \| from the album Home Run

I woke up this morning, there was rain in the sky.
I looked in the mirror, there was rain in my eyes.
I have a choice to make,
And I won’t let this day be wasted when…….

(Chorus:)
I know love will, love will save the day.
I know in the midst of disaster that love will recapture,
And love’s gonna save the day.

Got your act together
Till one of those old days comes along
When it would have been better, if you, had never gotten out of bedat all.
Just as sure as defeat seems certain.
Don’t be surprised when the tables start turning cause…..

(Chorus)

Solo:
I know in the midst of disaster that love will recapture,
I know who I serve and I’ll never forget,
The great price that He paid so that love could save……..
I know love will……

(Chorus 2:)
I know love will, love will save the day.
I know love will, let whatever come what may.
I know love will, love will save the day.
I know love will, let whatever come what way.
I know in the midst of disaster that love will recapture,
And love’s gonna save the day.

I received a surprising phone call this morning from Kenn Jones telling me of my good friend, fellow Ranger commander who was taken down by a massive heart attack on his way to work this morning. He attempted to live his life according to the words of this song, which reflect the words of Jesus himself, “Feed my Sheep” (John 21:17)

Won’t You Be My Love
By Mercy Me

When you fall asleep tonight in your warm and cozy room,
Know that I’m awake and I’ve got no shelter and no food.
I am not alone.
My friends are broke and lost.
Looking for someone to lead them to my cross.
I need your help. I need your help.

Won’t you be my voice calling?
Won’t you be my hands healing?
Won’t you be my feet walking into a broken world?
Won’t you be my chain breaker?
Won’t you be my peacemaker?
Won’t you be my hope and joy?
Won’t you be my LOVE?

The other side of the world she is just a few days old.
A helpless little girl with no family of her own.
She is not to blame for the journey she is on.
Her life is no mistake.

Won’t you lead her to my cross?
Won’t you be my voice calling?
Won’t you be my hands healing?
Won’t you be my feet walking into a broken world?
Won’t you be my chain breaker?
Won’t you be my peacemaker?
Won’t you be my hope and joy?
Won’t you be my LOVE?

To those I call my own.
To those I’ve set aside as spotless without blame.
The chosen ones my bride.
We will be your voice calling.
We will be your hands healing.
We will be your feet walking into a broken world.
We will be your chain breaker.
We will be your peacemaker.
We will be your hope and joy.
We will be your LOVE. We will be your LOVE.