Change me

Something Beautiful – Jars Of Clay

If you put your arms around me,
Could it change the way I feel?
I guess I let myself believe
That the outside might just bleed its way in
Maybe stir the sleeping past
Lying under glass
Waiting for the kiss
That breaks this awful spell
Pull me out... of this lonely cell

Close my eyes and hold my heart
Cover me and make me something
Change this something normal
Into something beautiful

What I get from my reflection
Isn't what I thought I'd see.
so, give me reason to believe
You'd never keep me incomplete
Will you untie this loss of mine?
It easily defines me,
Do you see it on my face?
And that all I can think about is how long
I've been waiting to feel you move me.

Close my eyes and hold my heart
Cover me and make me something
Change this something normal
Into something beautiful
Into something beautiful
Into something beautiful

And I'm still fighting for the word
To break these chains
And I still pray when I look in your eyes
You'd stare right back down
Into something beautiful

So close my eyes and hold my heart
Cover me and make me something
Change this something normal
Into something beautiful
Into something beautiful
Into something beautiful
Into something beautiful

Well, it turns out that this year isn’t going to be so easy as I thought it might be. Yes friends, things are getting worse. My migraine is strong enough to kill a bull, could it just be the cold? Maybe! But check this out, on my way home from a Dr.’s appointment; I got a call from my Dr. back in Thompson. I had an ultrasound done on my abdomen to see if there was anything wrong. I was expecting everything to be ok since my last blood test came out pretty ok. Wrong! I have a very mildly enlarged liver…? What the heck does that mean? He went on to say that I should go see a doctor here as soon as I can. Gosh, is going to school this year a good idea? I keep thinking no. But if I don’t, I wont get the loan, and I wont get the benefits, that means I will have to get a job. Should I just go home? I want to. But, to think about it, I came here following the call of God, but for what, to suffer all this in a foreign place where I’m under even more stress. I need your prayers gang, I really want to just lock myself away and cry.

“If you put your arms around me,
Could it change the way I feel?”