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Looking for somebody who loves you? Look my way!


 
 
If you’re looking for somebody who loves You Won't You look my way, look my way...
Do you sometimes get out of bed in the morning and a tune starts playing over and over in your mind as you prepare for the day? Today it is this song by Lenny LeBlanc that won't go away.
Someone once told me to always sing out (in the shower of course) the song I wake up with. He tried to convince me that it really is my inner-self waking up to pray or praise much like how birds spontaneously chirp at the coming dawn. I don’t know how true this is because sometimes I wake up with the last catchy tune I heard in a matatu playing Classic FM.
Funny thing that today I don’t feel particularly enthusiastic about this beautiful song playing in my mind. Why? 
Well, I think the lyrics place a subtle demand on us to love God in an unmistakable way. This I know I have not done well today. Can you imagine telling a girl, "If you are looking for somebody to love you, you just need to look my way" Kujiamini nayo?
 You see, I woke up at 4.15 am and felt that I should get out of bed and pray. Instead I rolled over and convinced myself that I needed to be fresh for the busy day ahead. Of course a little guilt had started creeping in but I quickly perished the thought as I dug deeper into the warm bed. An hour or so later I woke up to this song that woos God to 'look my way' if he is looking for somebody to love him. How is that now? It didn’t help matters much that I also woke up thinking of John 14:23
If anyone loves me, they will obey me....
Maybe I am misinterpreting this whole song and bible passage but who knows? However, I must confess that I love the way the song proceeds;
 I don't have many things to offer; Just a passion for You. Every day I get a little bit closer...
Lord I want to give glory and honor to your name. I just want to see your mighty power fall like rain.  Lord You have my heart, You have my soul...
 
Strive for a guilt-free week folks.
 
 

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