Words

They've made me feel like a prisoner
They've made me feel set free
They've made me feel like a criminal
Made me feel like a king

They've lifted my heart
To places I'd never been
And they've dragged me down
Back to where I began

Words can build you up
Words can break you down
Start a fire in your heart or
Put it out

Lyrics from Hawk Nelson.


the depth of truth these lyrics hold in my life is crazy. i resonate with each and every line, words that have parted my lips, words that have made it to my ears from the mouths of others. many of you know that my speech isn't clean, that i am known to drop vulgarity now and then, but at camp - it's not a part of me. i'm not shying away from those words because of the environment, it's as if the environment has wiped those words out of my vocabulary. i'm not around people who take the Lord's name in vain. i don't hear the f*bomb frequently being shoved into sentences that are grammatically correct without their presence. a dam is a structure. shit isn't used, even to describe poop. and can i say it is incredibly refreshing to be away from the toxicity of it all.