Bring your tired
Bring your shame
Bring your guilt
Bring your pain
Don’t you know that’s not your name
You will always be much more to me
Everyday I wrestle with the voices
That keep telling me I’m not right
But that’s alright

‘Cause I hear a voice and He calls me redeemed
When others say I’ll never be enough
And greater is the One living inside of me
Than he who is living in the world
In the world
In the world
And greater is the One living inside of me
Than he who is living in the world

Bring your doubts
Bring your fears
Bring your hurt
Bring your tears
There’ll be no condemnation here
You are holy, righteous and redeemed
Every time I fall
There’ll be those who will call me
A mistake
Well that’s ok

(He’s greater, He’s greater)

There’ll be days I lose the battle
Grace says that doesn’t matter
‘Cause the cross already won the war
(He’s Greater, He’s Greater)
I am learning to run freely
Understanding just how He sees me
And it makes me love Him more and More
(He’s Greater He’s Greater)

My God is greater than he who is living in the world

Songwriters/Singers: MercyMe (along with Ben Glover, David Garcia)

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Ever felt persecuted for being slightly different?  I have.  Most of my life I have been different from most other kids my age.  You see, I came from a dysfunctional family.  My birth parents were not able to care for me so I was brought up by my aunt and uncle.  I felt from an early age that I did not ‘belong’ to them.

Then when I went to school, and I felt rejected by the kids.  No one would play with me on the playground at recess.  Oh, how I cried one time!  Then we moved to the country from the city.  Away from neighborhood friends that I had made to having no friends.  (Or so I thought.)  Here I was able to attend a school where they were nice and friendlier.  They still teased me and I was not able to accept it at that time, but looking back that was the happiest time of my young life.  As I became older, I was able to go to church and there I received the good news about God and how He loved me enough to send Jesus to die for me on the Cross for my sins.

Jesus was there for me when I went through some bad times—circumstances thrust upon me and circumstances of my own creation.  I can only rely on my heavenly Father for my strength.  His grace is sufficient for me to get through my issues. As time goes by, little things come to mind that I need to forgive and release their hold on me. That is why my God is greater than all of the hurt, all of the words spoken and not spoken.  God gives us healing words—words to flow over our wounds to heal them.  Praise God!

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Father, thank You for being greater than my issues. Thank You for Your Word that will forever speak to me and those who have listening ears.  I love You and pray that You will forgive us when we try to fix things on our own without seeking You and Your wisdom first.  Thank You for being there when I needed You!  In Jesus’ name, Amen!