Today....
My Dad wrote this powerful song below called "Reverence" and Mike wrote the great music to go along. They are a great team. Mike emailed us this video he made and I must say that on this beautiful Memorial Day evening, I am so very grateful. I was just reading the words over and over. The last part hits my heart the most...."How can we reduce our God down to the man upstairs? And then we wonder if He really cares. Instead we should be thanking Him for all the sin He bears.. But reverence doesn't live here anymore".
There once was a time and place
Though it may be past
Where heroes stood both proud and tall
And never were harassed
They stood against the test of time
And questions fools would ask
But reverence doesn't live here anymore
You had a lucky birthday
Got to miss the draft
There are 60 year old men
Who can't talk about that
They did what they were asked
We should be thanking them
But reverence doesn't live here anymore
Chorus:
Doubted by those people
Who have never fought a fight
Their courage being questioned
Like some thief in the night
Some how we've lost our way
On what's wrong, what is right
No matter what you say or do
They still stand for you
The horrors of battle
Have injured them deeply
While we weren't there
They guard our freedom
Some want to kill us
God here our prayers
How can we reduce our God
Down to the man upstairs?
And then we wonder
If He really cares
Instead we should be thanking Him
For all the sin He bears
But reverence doesn't live here anymore
So thankful for this Memorial Day!
There once was a time and place
Though it may be past
Where heroes stood both proud and tall
And never were harassed
They stood against the test of time
And questions fools would ask
But reverence doesn't live here anymore
You had a lucky birthday
Got to miss the draft
There are 60 year old men
Who can't talk about that
They did what they were asked
We should be thanking them
But reverence doesn't live here anymore
Chorus:
Doubted by those people
Who have never fought a fight
Their courage being questioned
Like some thief in the night
Some how we've lost our way
On what's wrong, what is right
No matter what you say or do
They still stand for you
The horrors of battle
Have injured them deeply
While we weren't there
They guard our freedom
Some want to kill us
God here our prayers
How can we reduce our God
Down to the man upstairs?
And then we wonder
If He really cares
Instead we should be thanking Him
For all the sin He bears
But reverence doesn't live here anymore
So thankful for this Memorial Day!