A couple of things that I have found
No matter what happens to get you down
The world's gonna keep on spinning around
The sun will rise again
And whatever it is you're going through
You'll find that, as faithful as the sun and the earth -
our God is our friend
He really cares about us -
even when we've ignored him for a very long time.
Just talk to him again, he won't mind.
Even if you wait till you're dying on a tree
like the repentant thief, he will still receive you faithfully.

You say you want proof?
He only reveals himself to human hearts, not minds.
You can't know him intellectually
till you accept proof of a different kind
You have to soften your heart
You have to humble yourself
Open your heart to him and He'll keep you from Hell
He desires you - he really does
He wants to prove to you how much he loves
Once your heart is available to him
your mind will be filled with awe and wonder
at knowing the God who rides the thunder,
who calms the wind, who walks the water -
You'll be thrilled to personally know your heavenly Father
isn't out of your reach
but can be approached, can be beseeched
He's not distant and cold and unavailable
but he's near and dear and completely entreatable

The warmth of his touch, the sound of his voice
The truth is that he's made the choice
to be with you forever
If you'll simply value and treasure
him in return
Then the only way you'll burn
is with the intense love you share
with the one, true God who cares.....

Inhaling the chilly mist of the harbor's breath,
I tentatively took another step.
The pale moonlight, straining with all it's might,
could barely find it's way on this dark and lonely night.
But there are times when a man's course is set,
when necessity bids him to take another step.
When he feels deep in the marrow of his bones -
the call of the wild - the call to come home.

Of a truth we're too insulated, medicated, domesticated.
Without real challenges a man becomes a shell of who he's supposed to be,
which is why sports are so popular in society.
Yet most of us don't compete but watch them passively.
And me - and me?
I must break free.
I must dig deep and totally
abandon myself to my mistress -
Mother nature in all her glory.
I must feel her, touch her, see her naked beauty,
not just watch her flirt with me on TV.
For too long I've lived vicariously
through movies or documentaries
that I've substituted for reality.

Wake me        oh God         wake me
Give me strength to finally
become the man I'm meant to be

The seagull's shrieks are music to my ears
the salty air blows my lungs clear.
The ship creaks as she bears my soul
to the wilderness where I must go
to die to my former habitation -
the rusting, decaying edifice we call "civilization"