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JUNKYARD



Alone in the junkyard of sin I did play 
So happy with nothing, I had my own way
But as night turned to day, and as day became night
The junk in my fingers was no longer so bright

Still I looked all around me for some kind of toy
For another small nothing to bring me some joy
But my eyes lost all hope, as no joy could be found
It wasn't long until I was somewhere else bound

Alone on the highway of life I did go
The junk ‘round my ankles made me move so slow
I tried to let go but the chains held me tight 
As I wandered and struggled, and worried with fright

As I wandered I saw so many just like me 
Eyes blinded by garbage, wandering endlessly
I looked for assistance, but nobody came
For around each soul's ankles: junk chains of the same

Alone and confused, almost wanting to die
Til I heard of the one who could make people fly
One whose hands were so mighty that no chain could be
Too thick for Him whom they said held the key

Each step a burden, I struggled  in vain 
Unable to carry the weight of my chain
Alone and discouraged I fell to the ground 
Knowing I would never have the strength to walk on

Alone in the darkness I lay on the ground
Crying hot tears, wanting just to be found.
Then I looked up and saw His hands stretched out for me
I could not com to Him, so He had come to me

He knelt as He took all the chains off of me
I watched as He took them and bore them for me
The power of the chains He destroyed with His hands
Though He suffered to break them, the victory was grand

I had nothing to say that could ever repay
Or come close to the thanks that I owe since that day
Now freed from the weight of the chains I did stand,
Placed my hand into His big and powerful hand

Even now as today I still struggle along,
Sometimes wanting to play in the junkyard of wrong;
I know that the Saviour still holds onto me 
He'll hold me and keep me through eternity

And now on the highways I see everyday 
People walking in garbage, searching for the Way
I cannot forget how I once was right there
I must never ignore, yes I must always care

The chains I once bore now ensnare me no more
But there are many more whose ankles are getting sore.
The Saviour is waiting, so until my dying day
I'll walk life's road to point them the way.

Kristine Kruszelnicki
(C) 1996

YESTERDAY, TODAY, AND TOMORROW

Yesterday I fell down
And I knew the sting of pain
Dark clouds blocked the sunlight
And my tears poured down like rain
Yesterday was lonely
And I held my pain alone
I was just about to jump ship 
When today's sunlight shone

Today my ears were opened
And I heard the saviour calling
He wiped the tears from my eyes 
Picked me up from where I'd fallen
Today he called me and I followed
And I knew that in my heart
When tomorrow came he'd be there
Rain or shine we'd never part

Tomorrow I will walk down 
The path we build today
Though the road ahead is clouded
My saviour knows the Way
His Word will be my lantern
To guide each step I take
Tomorrow He will be there 
When in the morn I wake

Sometimes I hear the echoes 
Of the cries of yesterday
But yesterday is gone now 
And I only have today
I cannot change yesterday
But two days I can affect
I can shape a better tomorrow
By following Him today.

Kristine Kruszelnicki
December 1999


THE TRIP

 
Traveling down the highway
On a road going nowhere
Wrong direction; it's so plain
But no one seems to care
Rain clouds hide the sunshine
Guess that sunlight isn't real
Living a life of make believe
I think I've been deceived.

I once believed in God above
I thought I knew His heavenly love
Have I been lied to all along
Yes now it seems I've been so wrong
If God is real, why do I feel
So lost, alone, and oh so hated
If God is real, why doesn't he care
And know how long for hope I've waited

I run and run the other way
Looking for God but not willing to stay
I'm running with my back to Him
And wondering why my eyes are dim
'God is not real!' I scream again
For I called to Him and I'm still in pain
Giving up, I end my chase
Feeling rejected, I can't find God's face

Stubborn and stupid as I always am
As lost and confused as a little lamb
God knows me, and though I've run away
He comes to me and He shows me the Way
Though happy and content in my life of sin
God has not forgotten: I belong to Him
I wandered away from the palm of His hand
But His hand still does hold me, and there I still stand

One foot over the edge of a dangerous hole
But God caught me and held me.  His grace makes me whole
I know that all I am, I am because of Him
If it wasn't for His grace, I'd still be dead in sin
Lord Jesus, I thankyou. I'll praise you forever
Please help me, dear Lord, to abandon you never
Both now and forever, Lord Jesus I'm yours
I'll follow you over mountains, rivers and shores.


By: Kristine Kruszelnicki


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