Word of Life Church Podcast

I'm A Song
Stephen Wilson Jr.

I'm the showman in San Antonio
Middle of the rodeo
Daddy's hand that you used to hold
When you'd walk back to the car

I'm the sound of the county fair
Ferris wheel kisses high up in the air
A sip of brandy when your soul is bare
And you need to share your heart

I'm the words that'll hit you
That'll get you where you're going
So you never go there alone
I'm the melody glued to the memory
That you can't shake when it comes on
I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long

I'm a song
I'm a song

I was there the day you learned to drive
The first time that you got high
I even helped you realize that she wasn't right for you

You fall down, I pick you up again
I helped a boy become a man
When your best friend died
I helped you cry and finally turn him loose

I'm the words that'll hit you
That'll get you where you're going
So you never go there alone
I'm the melody glued to the memory
That you can't shake when it comes on
I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long

I'm a song
I'm a song
I'm a song

I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long
I'm the words that'll hit you
That'll get you where you're going
So you never go there alone

I'm the melody glued to the memory
That you can't shake when it comes on
I'm the part of you that you listen to
Riding in the radio all night long

I'm a song...

As we travel the paths of unseen existences in our long pilgrimage through life, we do so in the company of angels.

"Every one of us is shadowed by an illusory person: a false self. This is the man that I want myself to be but who cannot exist, because God does not know anything about him. And to be unknown of God is altogether too much privacy. My false self is the one who wants to exist outside the reach of God’s will and God’s love—outside of reality and outside of life. And such a self cannot help but be an illusion."
–Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation

Our pilgrim journey through life need not be one of constant sorrow, but from time to time our earthly sojourn will pass through a vale of tears. And that's when Jesus weeps with us.