The bike rack!
My wipers! SOLID ICE!!
Be Thou exalted over my reputation ‘Cause applause is a poor form of soul medication And I’ve tried it for years but my symptoms remain Still fretting the day that they’ll misplace my name Still selling my soul for American fame Treating the promotion of Jesus like a well oiled machine Advancing His kingdom just to snag some acclaim Now, I’m both comforted and haunted that it isn’t just me though I see a nation of people needing to feed their own egos Parading status like steeples Do we not know it’s evil to love ourselves more than both God and His people? But see, here’s where you turn this poem on it’s head ‘Cause the greatest among us came as servant instead And You humbled Yourself to the point of Your death Apparently love for the Father’s glory runs red So friends, will we point to the Son till our own flames grow dim? Will our bright lights become merely nightlights near Him? Words echo once, let them echo again Be Thou exalted over my reputation “Nightlights” by Jimmy Needham
As I was driving in the ice storm last night this came on my iphone and I actually listened to it several times and thought it was amazing! Its so easy to get caught up in creating our own spotlights, feeding our egos, selling our soul for American fame and advancing His Kingdom to take all the credit for what He has done.
What in the world is wrong with us?!!!
Jimmy Needham hit it right on the head with this spoken word
Read it, Download it, just get it in your head!
Our One and Only Goal should be to make Him famous
"Will we point to the Son till our own flames grow dim? Will our bright lights become merely NIGHTLIGHTS near Him?”