It's a little after 1 in the morning here and I just woke up and was sitting in the living room and I looked over at a chair that had a white sweater hanging on it thinking..."wouldn't it be nice if that was an angel that God sent to minister to me."
This Sunday afternoon I spent several hours watching my children play and began thinking back at times when I know I missed God's direction in my life and wondering about how many other times I have missed what He was trying to tell me.
Sitting there wishing that sweater was an angel that God had sent maybe just to sit and talk with me for a while and these thoughts of passive regret still fresh in my mind, this Buddy Greene song stirred in my soul.
CHORUS - "I don't belong, and I'm going someday, home to my own native land, I 'don't belong and it seems like I hear, the sound of a welcome home band, I don't belong I'm a foreigner here, singing a sojourner's song, I've always known, this place ain't home and I don't belong."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFLGOBvE_q4
This Sunday afternoon I spent several hours watching my children play and began thinking back at times when I know I missed God's direction in my life and wondering about how many other times I have missed what He was trying to tell me.
Sitting there wishing that sweater was an angel that God had sent maybe just to sit and talk with me for a while and these thoughts of passive regret still fresh in my mind, this Buddy Greene song stirred in my soul.
CHORUS - "I don't belong, and I'm going someday, home to my own native land, I 'don't belong and it seems like I hear, the sound of a welcome home band, I don't belong I'm a foreigner here, singing a sojourner's song, I've always known, this place ain't home and I don't belong."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFLGOBvE_q4
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