In my own little world it hardly ever rains
I've never gone hungry and always felt safe
I got some money in my pocket
Shoes on my feet
In my own little world
Population me
I try to stay awake through the Sunday morning church
I throw a twenty in the plate but I never give 'til it hurts
and I turn off the news when I don't like what I see
It's easy to do when it's population me
What if there's a bigger picture?
What if I'm missing out?
What if there's a greater purpose
I could be living right now
outside my own little world?
Stopped at the red light, looked out my window
Outside the car, saw a sign, said "Help this homeless widow"
Just above this sign was the face of a human
I thought to myself, "God, what have I been doing?"
So I rolled down my window and looked her in the eye
Oh how many times have I just passed her by
I gave her some money then I drove on through
In my own little world there's population two
Start breaking my heart for what breaks Yours
Give me open hand and open doors
Put Your light in my eyes and let me see
That my own little world is not about me
Man, Matthew West just punched me in the gut! At this point I don't necessarily have any specific application, or what I'm doing differently or how it changed me. I just thought it was worth sharing. It's been in my head all day - not just the lyrics, but the reminder that it's
NOT.
ABOUT.
ME.
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