The Glass Box

urrently, I feel like I am living in a glass box. I can see the destruction of the world around me, I am right in the middle of it, and yet it can't touch me. I am in boot camp. God has me in an intense season. I am learning what it means to be in the world and not of it. Any one-eyed crazy person can sit there and have the perfect relationship with God if they live in a bubble and never venture out into the real world. And any insane person can go overboard and be to worldly. I have to learn to walk the line. Right now God has me working on boundries. What is to far? When should I draw the line? He is taking me through some things that I know that I am supposed to learn a lesson from - and never return to. I am safe right now while He is instructing me. If I were to do some of the things he has me doing, later- I would no longer be in the protection of the glass box.



SHAWN McDONALD
Hold On
Written by Shawn McDonald and Chris Stevens

Another day gone by
And again I ask myself why
I question my sanity
Why I believe what I believe
Some might think that I am crazy
For believing in something I cannot see
So won't You now
Hold on to me, hold on
Hold on to me, yeah
Please don't let me go no, no, hold on
'Cause I am prone to wonder
Prone to leave this faith I know
Hold on
And now they say that the wise man
Well, he fears the Lord
And this fear, well, it's the beginning of all wisdom
And I must be a fool
'Cause I sure don't seem to fear You
'Cause the very things that You will me to do
Well, I just don't seem to get around to
The very things that You hate
Are the very things that I always stumble into
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
'Cause I am prone to leave this faith I know
Prone to leave this God I love
Won't You hold on
Won't You hold on to me