Good Song Sunday, as a bunch of you know by now, is something that I (Laurie) have been doing somewhat regularly over at my mommy blog, peartreemommy.com. You’ve seen several videos migrate over here for your viewing enjoyment, and we’ve had such great feedback that we’ve decided to post the videos over here regularly! Yay!
In fact, we’ve heard that quite a few of you are using the videos for your own personal worship or corporately in small groups and Bible studies, and that is such an honor for us!
So, I’m excited to announce that Tim and I are widening the scope of Good Song Sunday so that we can introduce you to more of our songwriting friends and bring you more new and original worship songs. So the videos will not always be of the two of us; they will often be our friends and their beautiful faces and songs.
So, meet Julie Presley, one of the most fabulous women I know. Julie has an enormous heart for worship and is full of love and tenderness. I wish I could point you to an album to buy, but, alas, it is still in the works and not available for purchase yet. However, you can keep up with her and her adventures in mommy-hood on her blog, and you can listen to one of her songs on this cd of worship music put out by her fellowship.
Here is what she has to say about this song:
Sometimes when I come to the Father, I feel like the only thing I have of value to offer him are my tears, because they speak of something that runs so deep within me, I can’t vocalize it. Those tears can come from so many different places, and for this song, they came out of a place where I was acting out as an abandoned, abused child, and that is contrary to who the Father says I am! This song is a journey from that place, to the cross where he uses my tears to water the soil of my life, and continually accepts me as his daughter.
You Come
Sometimes all I have
are the tears that fall
from the corner of my eyes
I turn my face to you
tell you I’ve come unglued
can you fix me one more time?
Oh you come
And you heal
And you whisper in my heart
I know you’ve never left
And that you’ll never change
But sometimes it’s hard to hear the truth
But in your words I find
it’s easier to believe
That you can make me more like you
Oh you come
and you heal
and you whisper in my heart
So I cling to you
And see that you hold
every tear I’ve cried
I watch as you pour them out
At the foot of a blood stained cross
Where my life began
Walk with me
Hold my hand
I know I’ll fall again
But now I’m trusting in your voice
So now I fight to see
The way that you see me
I’m not an orphan I’m your child
