You Make Everything Glorious

"You make everything glorious,
You make everything glorious,
You make everything glorious,
And I am yours,
What does that make me?"

As much as I think David Crowder is a little strange (have you seen this guy?), he does write lyrics that resonate in me from time to time. Usually I'm touched by a melody, rarely just by the words of a song. But this particular exerpt appeals to the engineer in me. The syllogism makes sense. But do I live like I really believe it? Perhaps it's the Asian humility that stirs up the inner turmoil, as it has always been a struggle figuring how to live out the tenet that God is proud of His creation, that being me. I suppose it's because many of the decisions in my life have not been glorifying, choosing to follow temptation's path just short of my own destruction, you know, not thinking about the consequences of going after all that temporal "good" stuff. Having not gone through the mental exercise of decoupling my poor choices with His creation has not helped either. Add in a pinch of culturally induced brainwashing, and you have for a not so glorifying perspective on this life. So how much less glory do I offer to my Creator in the way I look down on myself? There is a balance of humility and marvel to be struck in me that I pray He will help me achieve...sometime in this lifetime, perhaps.

Soon and very soon.