Sunday, September 14, 2008

Backtrack

I'm posting an old song from my high school days - a song which we used almost exclusively for recollections/retreats. It's a singer's song, as well, which makes it one of my favorites --- it is both a devotion and a means for catharsis.

It's my proverbial flower for the people who perished in the events leading up to, during, and after 9/11. It isn't much, but I do hope the Lord watches over them just as He is watching over you and me.

And in the meantime, for those whom we love, let us pray that we have the strength to watch over them the best way we can.

WE ARE THE REASON
(David Meece)

As little children we would dream on Christmas morn
Of all the gifts and toys we knew we'd find
But we never realized a baby born one blessed night
Gave us the greatest gift of our life

We were the reason that He gave His life
We were the reason that He suffered and died
To a world that was lost He gave all He could give
To show us the reason to live

As the years went by we learned more about gifts
And giving of ourselves and what that means
On a dark and cloudy day a man hung dying in the rain
Because of love, because of love
And...

We were the reason that He gave His life
We were the reason that He suffered and died
To a world that was lost He gave all He could give
To show us the reason to live

I finally found the reason for living
It's in giving every part of my heart to Him
In all that I do, every word that I say
I'll be giving my all just for him, for Him

And we are the reason that He gave His life
We are the reason that He suffered and died
To a world that was lost He gave all He could give
To show us the reason to live
He is my reason to live. . .

3 comments:

Nebz said...

I love this song. I really do. I always sing it with my nieces in Manila.

Anonymous said...

hmm...recollection days alright. but what's with...

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.pthp?term=the+spocker

Otep said...

Anonymous -

Better if you leave your name so I can respond more easily. Yup - unfortunately the word "spocker" picked up its current connotation from another end of the spectrum (most probably stoners, I guess, and to my dismay as well) in recent years since I was given that nick in 1993 (by someone who is definitely NOT a stoner, and not American, either). But I'm not giving up that nickname, anyhow. It's just like being called "dork" when such a word actually means a whale's penis. Go figure.

Nebz -

Nice to know someone who remembers.