Friday, March 4, 2011


I saw what I saw, and I can't forget it.
I heard what I heard, and I can't go back.
I know what I know, and I can't deny it.

Something on the road cut me to the soul.

Your pain has changed me.
Your dream inspires.
Your face a memory.
Your hope a fire.
Your courage asks me what I'm afraid of
...what I am made of
...and what I know of love.

We've done what we've done, and we can't erase it.
We are what we are, and it's more than enough.
We have what we have, but it's no substitution.

Something on the road cut me to the soul.

I say what I say with no hesitation.
I have what I have, and I'm giving it up.
I do what I do with deep conviction.

Something on the road cut me to the soul.


Your courage asks me what I'm afraid of and what I know of God.


**"I Saw What I Saw" by Sara Groves

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