Not as Strong as We Think We Are
One of my presents from Christmas last year was the Rich Mullins Collectors Edition Here In America CD/DVD. Next to Third Day he's got to be my favourite singer/song-writer. His lyrics are so unique, always looking at something in such a frank and honest way that we ourselves don't think of.
He was fairly "unique" himself. One of those out of the mould types. He apparently wrote all his songs in his head, as in never wrote a lyric down....you've probably heard his song Awesome God which he actually wrote in the sweaty cab of a ute on the way to a concert one day.
I love not just this song, but it's title too: we are not as strong as we think we are. And it's too true. We all have these little egos that often expand bigger than they should, and pride that often won't let us back down when we know we should. So often we get caught up in the eddy of life and don't turn around and swim against the tide as Christ calls us too. Quiet frankly we're not strong enough to, either. We're all so frail. Yet God isn't and He promises that "our weaknesses will be made strong through His strength". I have to keep turning to God--seeing and admitting my weaknesses and acknowledging his supreme glory that I keep trying to steal--though, to remind myself that I'm simply no where near as strong as I think I am. The one line in this song that really drives that point home to me is: "But I can't even keep these thoughts of you from passing by".
Just before playing this song live, Rich Mullins once commented that "this was the most honest love song I could write."
We Are Not as Strong as We Think We Are
Well, it took the hand of God Almighty
To part the waters of the sea
But it only took one little lie
To separate you and me
Oh, we are not as strong as we think we are
And they say that one day Joshua
Made the sun stand still in the sky
But I can't even keep these thoughts of you from passing by
Oh, we are not as strong as we think we are
We are frail, we are fearfully and wonderfully made
Forged in the fires of human passion
Choking on the fumes of selfish rage
And with these our hells and our heavens
So few inches apart
We must be awfully small
And not as strong as we think we are
And the Master said their faith was
Gonna make them mountains move
But me, I tremble like a hill on a fault line
Just at the thought of how I lost you
Oh, we are not as strong as we think we are
We are frail, we are fearfully and wonderfully made
Forged in the fires of human passion
Choking on the fumes of selfish rage
And with these our hells and our heavens
So few inches apart
We must be awfully small
And not as strong as we think we are
And if you make me laugh
I know I could make you like me
'Cause when I laugh I can be a lot of fun
But we can't do that I know that it is frightening
What I don't know is why we can't hold on
We can't hold on.
When you love you walk on the water
Just don't stumble on the waves
We all want to go there somethin' awful
But to stand there it takes some grace
'Cause oh, we are not as strong
As we think we are
No, we are not as strong
As we think we are
Copyright 1996 - Class Reunion Music, Kid Brothers of St. Frank Publishing
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