Destiny

Destiny. Such a jerk. At times I have felt like she was so close I could feel her breath on my cheek, other times, taking holiday in some starry, unattainable galaxy. Most of the time, the latter.

But I guess ultimately there will be no red carpets rolled out and no lines will part and wait patiently for me to take my place. If I desire to be a seasoned songwriter but I write once a year "when the inspiration hits" will I actually write very many songs? If someone wanted to be an incredible photographer but they made no effort to study the masters, read books, or go out and take photos every day, would they take many incredible photographs?

The truth is that this stuff, while I can preach about it all day long, is not actually easy for me. Sometimes my dreams feel so big I get overwhelmed and feel helpless and I go back to thinking that destiny is something I may never know. But the Lord knows the desires of our hearts. And just because he may have a killer destiny for us does not mean it will fall into our laps. You may feel as though you are destined for something great, and I would bet you are. But you still have to make the choices to get there and you can. Maybe destiny is not such a jerk and maybe she is not trying to hide at all. In fact, I daresay she wants to be found and I think the destination is actually a product of the journey.

Destiny by Glen Yoder

***this is just a rough demo that i did in my bedroom with my computer. it is by no means a finished product or a studio effort so don't judge!

destiny

and one night alone

sprawled on the

cold floor i wept

wringing my heart in my hands

then i heard a knock

on the door

destiny came a calling

just walked right in

and i looked in her eyes

i said tell me

on your distant shore

you've got room for one more

she said when your skeletons

peek around and grin

knock their teeth in

when i feel the waters turn

its alright

bring on your heavy seas

your darkest nights

no matter what the waves come

so just beat on

and to the fire by the hearth

i led her

hand in hand on the floor

we just sat for awhile

and she said with laugh

i saw you born

these so-called distant shores

are sitting at your door

so when my skeletons

peek around and grin

i'm gonna cock my fist back

and knock their teeth in

when i feel the waters turn

its alright

bring on your heavy seas

your darkest nights

no matter what the waves come

so just beat on

this gypsy queen of the shore

she calls out

with a head full of night

like a lighthouse

and hands of light through the storm

destiny

across the waves

that roll in files

just wait love

wait for me