Dallas Drive

It's so crazy to see the seasons change these trees.
There must be a Director. I'm breathless as the ground meets my knees.
From green to gray and back to green again.
Reminds me of His timeline. Lived. Died. Then, the tomb couldn't hold Him in.
I'm convinced that creation reads the Creator's story like a book.
It's yelling about the existence of The Majestic with every look.
The bare branches remember those three cold days when we thought we were alone.
The rose explains the beauty of the most painful death ever known.
A dim gray comes and hovers in the sky.
Painting a portrait of the heartache our Father experienced when He watched His Son die. 
The colors fade quickly as the cold air sucks it away from the coast.
It remembers how Jesus took His last breath and gave up the ghost.
It remains this way but for a short period of time.
Then, as promised, it comes back. And brighter than before, it shines.
It screams reminding that Jesus did not die like the average man.
He died with the power of resurrection in His hand.
His body went cold only to burn again like a violently in love sun.
Creation remembers how this all begun.
It recalls the agreement between a Son and His Father.
An agreement signed in blood to save every son and every daughter.
The overcast sky clears as the sun penetrates through. The green returns with pride as the flowers bloom.
The bare trees are clothed again.
They remember how naked a sinner is without Him.
So, let the seasons change these trees.
Notice the Director and let the ground meet your knees.
Watch it go from green to gray and back to green again.
Smile as you are told the story of how the tomb could not hold Him in.  

Make Life.

Raise your voice and sing out of tune.
Go outside and throw a piece of your heart at the moon.
Nod your head and tap your foot when a song comes on.
Quit being bashful when you get the chance to sing along!
Talk to God and believe your face shines before Him brighter than the stars.
Write a note and tie it to a balloon and know the message will go beyond mars. 
Give somebody a card for no reason.
Give it everything you've got even if you feel like it's not your season.
Pet your puppy behind the ears and buy them a treat.
Try to give a piece of your heart to every person you meet. 
Close your eyes and tell Heaven, "Hi."
Let someone be mean. Smile at them and pass them by.
Text someone and tell them you love that they exist.
Stop. Look at the sun, the sky, the creation and say, "Can't no other god do this!"
Take someone out and pay for their lunch.
Listen a lot.  Compliment them a bunch. 
Find someone who is in need
and even though you don't have it perfect, refuse greed.
Wave at people when they pass you on a walk or riding their bike.
Get over your biggest fear. Get on the stage and take the mic.
Bake someone cookies just because you can.
Go outside and pick a flower simply to place it someone else's hand. 
Write someone a letter and send it in the mail.
Act like Jesus and make the devil suffer in Hell. 
Put a gift in a bag and hang it on someone's doorknob.
Create a unique piece out of something that was once nothing but a blob.
Smile at every child you ever meet.
Make a masterpiece out of a blank sheet.
Laugh more than you cry.
Do more than you ask why.
Shout more than you yell.
Listen more than you tell.
Smile more than you frown.
Look up more than you look down.
Climb a mountain or a dirt pile at the end of the street.
Don't be such a girl! Get mud on your feet!
Dip your hands in paint and splash it across the planet.
Make this place so colorful, our enemies can't stand it.
Buy something for someone and leave it out for them to find when they wake up.
Don't be so predictable. SHAKE UP!
In a nutshell...
DON'T LET LIFE MAKE YOU. MAKE LIFE.