WE are the generation.

I dream that
Every ounce of brokenness and disease that
Bring that to the cross, believe that He redeems that
Sees that type of world that my daughters can breathe in
Where the beautiful feet that go where the needs at

Come on, come on
Oh, none of here are just a number
We all have a name like any other
There’s breath inside your lungs
And you are my brother
My God, when will we stand
Stand together

I want to be the kingdom coming where
Evil drowns in mercy streams
Oh, let me see those rivers of justice
So I use my voice for those who can’t speak
I will use my voice for those who can’t speak
I use my voice for those who can’t speak 

- For Those Who Can't Speak by: Tenth Avenue North

we are the generation. we are the ones to step out and change the world. show the hurting Christ's love, show the grieving God's comfort, show the lost Jesus's sacrifice. we are here to make a difference. take a stand, and show the world Christ's love.  

Change The World, Show Them Jesus.
 

i want to be the kingdom coming where evil drowns in mercy streams. 

 

who i am.

i'm the girl that thrives on rhythm, and music.

the girl who hates doing school, but loves to learn.

the girl who seriously doesn't care if her outfit doesn't perfectly match.

the girl that wears plaid shirts, and gym shorts. 

but not together 'cause that would actually fall into her little category of things that don't match.

the girl who writes music, plays music, and loves music. 

the girl who writes, reads, and blogs. 

the girl who loves cold weather, 

and loves being out in the rain. 

the girl who sings in the shower, and all around the house,

but can barely sing in front of her friends. 

the girl with the sassy and sarcastic comebacks, 

the girl who would rather be in pants then skirts any day.

the girl who prefers the barn over the mall,

the girl who loves horses, but has no chance to be around them.

the girl that would love to play sports, but hasn't ever played before so she's insecure about her abilities. 

the girl with the wild imagination, almost too wild.

the girl that even though she acts extroverted, is truly an introvert. 

the girl who trusts God,

loves God,

and wants to praise Him all day long in song.

the girl who loves to listen to tenth avenue north, 

sing, play music, write music, and just be around music.

the girl who loves sneakers,

the girl who says stupid things,

the girl who constantly messes up and judges herself for it.

the girl who would rather be in her room reading, writing, and making music any day,

then having to socialize. 

the girl who wishes she lived in a fictional world.

the girl who loves to act, but hates real-life drama.

i'm the girl who hates crushing on boys, 

the girl who could care less if she went to college, 

the girl who wants to make music for a living,

the girl who wants to train horses for life,

the girl who is a mixture of all things weird,

and the girl who loves God.

the girl who's six feet tall,

the girl who is seriously taller then almost everybody she knows,

the girl who stands up straight and loves her height. 

the girl who loves to swim, ride horses, 

do anything horsey,

loves bright colors,

can't cook,

hates to clean,

i'm the girl that would rather be with horses then people any day. 

the quirky, horse loving, tall, extro/introverted, sarcastic, sassy, God loving, music geek. 

yeah, i'm that girl. 

strangers here

I know you’re tired of the hurt and the heartache
You feel like giving in, you feel like walking away
And I know it’s difficult feeling so out of place
But this is not how it’s gonna be
Your pain is temporary

We’re all strangers here
So it’s alright if you can’t
Stop the tears that you cry
‘Cause some day we’ll touch the face of our God
And the sorrow will disappear
Until then, we’re strangers here

That’s hard to hear if you want to keep chasing
This broken world that only keeps your heart breaking
So if you’re scared ‘cause you think that you’re missing out
This is not the ending
No, this is not the ending

We’re all strangers here
So it’s alright if you can’t
Stop the tears that you cry
‘Cause some day we’ll touch the face of our God
And the sorrow will disappear
Until then, we’re strangers here

This is not the homeland
We can see the lights from here
He’s making us a city
Where there are no fears
And it’s drawing near

Until then, we’re strangers here
We’re just strangers here
We’re all strangers here
So it’s alright if you can’t
Stop the tears that you cry
‘Cause some day we’ll touch the face of our God
And the sorrow will disappear
Until then, we’re strangers here.

~Strangers Here by Tenth Avenue North

so as you can probably tell, i'm obsessed with music. specifically listening to tenth avenue north. this past year was insanely hard, and so many of their songs truly got me through it :) 

this song specifically reminds me that it's okay to feel pain - we're all strangers here! this is not our forever home :) 

xoxo,

megann