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Today’s prompt – Potential
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Whenever I hear the word potential . . .
I think ‘possibility’ and this song.
He Saw What I Could Be
A loser without direction, I drifted aimlessly
On the backside of a place called ‘Nowhere’ forgotten by humanity,
When they talked about potential, they did not refer to me
‘Cause everyone could clearly see, what I am I’d always be.
Chorus:
But He saw not what I was, He saw what I could be;
When He reached His hand to where I was,
He made a change in me.
For all He had to hope for was just a possibility;
Still He saw not what I was, He saw what I could be.
So now you know the reason I lift my hands so willingly;
If He hadn’t found be when He did, I’d still be lost as lost could be.
And although I’m far from perfect, I’m even farther still you see
From the life I lived just yesterday before the LORD found me.
Chorus:
But He saw not what I was, He saw what I could be;
When He reached His hand to where I was,
He made a change in me.
For all He had to hope for was just a possibility;
Still He saw not what I was, He saw what I could be.
For all He had to hope for was just a possibility;
Still He saw not what I was,
Still He saw not what I was,
Still He saw not what I was,
He saw what I could be.
At seventeen, when I repented
and the Lord forgave my sins and saved me
I was a protected, unformed, high school educated lump of clay
with only one desire, ‘to do what was right’.
I wasn’t even sure what ‘right’ was.
I did know that God was the answer to what right was.
God took that lump of unformed clay,
put it on the wheel of life
and gently He created a Wife, a Homemaker,
a Mother, a Teacher, an Encourage-er,
a Grannie, a hostess and
a Child of God.
Did I make mistakes, yes
Did I feel like I had failed, many times
Did I have regrets, unfortunately.
I did do one most important thing right.
I never left the right way.
the narrow way that leads to righteousness
I never rejected God’s word.
the Light unto my feet
I never let go of His Hand.
and He has always held mine.
Stop.
Thoughts of Grace 