God works in mysterious ways…remember this

When I was growing up, religion, or what you believed to be your religion was imbedded in your soul. When I got older, I realized that the philosophy of religion in general was imbedded in everyone’s religion. That is, that God exists in all forms in all religion. That is why I say to Harry and Megan, whatever religion you are, and I have presently no idea what you believe in, God comes in to your life in some form. I can only say to you today, in the world we all find ourselves in, God will come to you and repay you for all you have done to others. The negativity, the pain, the meaness, the lies…all the ways you have taken the honor of brotherhood, the meaningful nature of family, and the fairness of treating our fellow man in a way that we would want to be treated ourselves. I do not mean to be trite, I just want to let you know, now when all of the cards you believe are in your hand, that God or whoever you believe is in charge, will come to you and take you to a place you will not believe you belong… and it will change your life. Because whether you believe it or not, God is the ultimate arbiter of the life you deserve…so tread carefully, he is watching you closely… and he is not impressed.

Thank you anon, I agree with you. 

Lyrics
A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time
so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I’ve created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I’ve created my own prison
so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) we’re held captive (I created)
Out from the sun (I created)
A sun that shines on only some (I created)
We the meek are all in one (I created my own prison)
Should’ve been dead on a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Mark Tremonti / Scott Stapp
My Own Prison lyrics © Reservoir Media Management Inc

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