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The million dollar question: Will you go to Heaven? Here’s a quick test. Have you ever told a lie? Have you ever stolen anything? Have you used God’s name in vain? Jesus said, "Whoever looks at a woman to lust after her has already committed adultery with her in his heart." Have you ever looked with lust? On Judgment Day, will you be innocent or guilty? If you have done those things, God sees you as a lying, thieving, blasphemous, adulterer-at-heart. The Bible warns that if you are guilty you will end up in Hell. That’s not God’s will. He sent His Son to suffer and die on the cross for you. Jesus took your punishment upon Himself: "God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." Then He rose from the dead and defeated death. I care about you, yes, you. Please, repent (turn from sin) today and trust in Jesus, and God will grant you everlasting life. Then read your Bible daily and obey it. It contains the best news you can ever hear.

      "Dearest," said Aslan very gently, "you and your brother will never come back to Narnia."

      "Oh, Aslan!!" said Edmund and Lucy both together in despairing voices.

      "You are too old, children," said Aslan, "and you must begin to come close to your own world now."

      "It isn’t Narnia, you know," sobbed Lucy. "It’s you. We shan’t meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you?"

      "But you shall meet me, dear one," said Aslan.

      "Are-are you there too, Sir?" said Edmund.

      "I am," said Aslan. "But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there."

There’s just two ways to lose yourself in this life
And neither way is safe
In my dreams I see visions of the future
But today we have today
And where will I find You?
Where will I find You?

In the economy of mercy
I am a poor and begging man
In the currency of grace
Is where my song begins
In the colors of Your goodness
In the scars that mark Your skin
In the currency of grace
Is where my song begins

These carbon shells
These fragile dusty frames
House canvases of souls
We are bruised and broken masterpieces
But we did not paint ourselves
And where will I find You?

Where was I when the world was made?
Where was I?

I’m lost without You here
Yes, I’m lost without You near me
I’m lost without You here
You knew my name when the world was made

Face lost in the crowd
Feet wandering empty streets
Voice crying out loud
Heart aching with every beat

Someone searching
Searching for someone
Everywhere and endlessly
Wishing, waiting
Could there be someone?
Searching for
Someone searching

Soul battered and bruised
Pride wounded and left for dead
Ears deaf to good news
Eyes tear-drenched and sleepless red

Oh I hear the cry
And I know the pain
Can it be denied?
That everyone has been
And will be someone searching

Love standing alone
Hands scarred by the nails of hate
Hope suffering long
Faith urging it’s not too late

Someone searching
Searching for someone
Everywhere and endlessly
Loving, longing
Always there’s someone
Searching for someone
Someone searching

All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy
But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul
But he’s moving on full steam
He’s chasing the American dream
And he’s gonna give his family the finer things

Not this time son I’ve no time to waste
Maybe tomorrow we’ll have time to play
And then he slips into his new BMW
And drives farther and farther and farther away

So He works all day and tries to sleep at night
He says things will get better;
Better in time

And he works and he builds with his own two hands
And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are comin’ crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

His American Dream is beginning to seem
More and more like a nightmare
With every passing day
"Daddy, can you come to my game?"
"Oh Baby, please don’t work late."
Another wasted weekend
And they are slipping away

‘Cause he works all day and lies awake at night
He tells them things will get better
It’ll just take a little more time

He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins"
But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end
I’ll take a shack on the rock
Over a castle in the sand
Now he works all day and cries alone at night
It’s not getting any better
Looks like he’s running out of time
‘Cause he worked and he built with his own two hands
And he poured all he had in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are coming crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

This is your life,
And yet somehow,
They decide,
What you’re about,
You learn your lines,
And take your cues,
But who are you listening to?

You change your clothes,
And how you speak,
You place your hope,
In what they think,
Before you know
There’s no more you,
Who are you listening to-
Have you noticed how much you fear,
All the voices you choose to hear

Who are you listening to?
Who tells you what to do?
Who rules your thoughts at night?
Whose rules define your life?
You know it’s up to you,
So who are you listening to

This is your life,
You have no choice,
You will rely
On someone’s voice,
And it’s all right
To question who,
Who are you listening to?
Do the words that you believe
Set your soul and spirit free

There’s a quiet voice,
Whispering in your heart,
It’s been there all along,
It believes in you,
It will tell the truth,
Can’t you hear it call?

I’ve been waiting For a hero who’s brave and strong- Someone to love me, Someone to tell me I belong, So I pretend I’m satisfied, And I stand watching from the sidelines, Till You pull me into the light And say, "It’s Your turn now, Welcome to your life!" And You call me beautiful, And say You’ve loved me all along, And You’ve always held the keys to unlock my soul. Oh You call me beautiful. There’s a smile on my face, And a brand new light in my eyes, It’s a new day, And I’ve never felt so alive- I feel as if I could conquer anything, Oh thats what Your love has done for me, And now all I want to be, Is everything You want me to be- And You call me beautiful, And say You’ve loved me all along, And You’ve always held the keys To unlock my soul, But I didn’t know- Now I can finally start to live, Take those chances I have missed, Things will be much different, Now that I know You call me beautiful. The story is better than I could dream after all, Now this is reality To know You and to hear You call me beautiful. Call me beautiful- Now I can finally start to live, Take those chances I have missed, Things will be much different, Now that I know- Now that I know You call me beautiful.

i’ve been feeling a little bit overwhelmed,

i’ve been a little too wrapped up in myself,

so many things to cloud my mind,

i need to leave them all behind,

and think about a place and time

beyond this life–

won’t that be fine

oh when the sun always shines

nothing but love all the time

oh won’t that be fine

i love to get caught up in this daydream,

i smile to think about all that i’ll see,

and any need i’ve ever had,

any question that i want to ask,

won’t even matter-

gone with the past

won’t that be fine

oh when the sun always shines

nothing but love all the time

oh won’t that be fine

and won’t that be fine

when everything wrong will be right

and when we will walk in the light

won’t that be fine

Most of the time I know I’m fine. I know who I am and what I want. I feel like the whole universe works with me to reach for what I really want to do and be. I know I’m okay and secure. But things happen. Unexpected things that suddenly blow up in my face. That’s when I come to realize how proud and lazy I’ve become. I come to see how one lousy, lazily-made decision could lead to the next and to the next and to the next. I fall flat on my face. I cry out my eyes and search deeper, look up higher, long for something better. I try to make up for the lost by spending my time with beings that somehow zap the life out of me. Words that are not backed by a godly life can accumulate like poison in the soul. Words are not mere words. Living thoughtlessly can bring so much trouble. A showy and pretentious life is an empty life. A simple life is a full life. I want a simple life. I don’t want clutter. But sometimes I just can’t let go of it all. I just can’t. I was just never given the chance to. I really was given the chance, but I passed up. However, I love that decision. I’ll always be proud of that decision. But I also long for somethings to come. It kept me holding on, and I know I must let go completely. Totally abandon everything. The road to life is narrow and vigorous. It requires total attention. I need as few distractions as possible. I just have to keep singing, that’s the only way I’ll find healing.