by Sara Groves
I don't know how to say this, I don't know how to stand, I don't know where to put my feet, or where to put my hands.I've got them in my pockets, my fingers are freezing cold, they're wrapped around a ticket stub that's four weeks old, and I don't know how to say this
I think we've figured out this world is bigger than you and I. We've exhausted our wealth of knowledge and have no more answers for mankind
We've had every conversation in the world about what is right and what has all gone bad, but have I mentioned to you that this is all I am, this is all that I have
I'm not trying to judge you. That's not my job. I am just a seeker too, in search of God
Somewhere somehow this subject became taboo. I have no other way to communicate to you. This is all that I am. This is all that I have
I would like to share with you what makes me complete. I don't claim to have found the Truth, but I know it has found me
the only thing that isn't meaningless to me is Jesus Christ and and way he set me free. This is all that I have. This is all that I am.