Drawing Me
“Now we see things imperfectly as in a cloudy mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity.* All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.” - 1 Cor. 13:12 (NLT)
“So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord—who is the Spirit—makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image.” - 2 Cor. 3:18 (NLT)
Where we live our lives has a very limited view of the bigger picture. Getting an aerial shot of our Christian walk is simply not an option. So, just by referring to ourselves as “works-in-progress” has never seemed to pack enough punch for me. There’s so much more to this progression than merely slapping a cliché on it and finding it in a fortune cookie at the end of a meal. Hence, the idea for this song began to unfold.
As the helplessly creative type, I naturally went with an artistic direction to paint my view of the sanctified walk. If we were to compare our journey of becoming like Jesus to that of an image on a canvas, it would be safe to assume that God, as The Artist, is untiringly sketching out our lives. Because of our position on the drawing board, our perspective is skewed and extremely limited; and yet, we still tend to gauge what happens in our lives from a lateral point-of-view. This is where everything gets lost in translation. The only way for us to get any sort of an accurate picture of where we are in the mix of life is to look vertically, into the eyes of The Artist. The Word tells us to “
fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith…,” not from side to side. There is a great deal of faith and forgiveness that is required of us to do this. Self-reliance has to be erased. The steady hand of God must be given full autonomy. How crazy would it be for the emerging image of our lives to reach up and snatch the pencil from His hand with the full intent of taking an arrogant stab at trying to finish the job ourselves. As ludicrous as this sounds, we do it all the time…especially me. That’s why the journey of writing this song has been so uniquely cathartic, because it ministers to me as much as it does to those who hear it.
Lyrics

WHAT HAVE I BECOME
A SINNER OR A SON
I FEEL LIKE SUCH A STRANGER
IN MY OWN SKIN
AM I A CHILD OF GRACE
OR JUST SOME PASSING TRACE
OF EVERYTHING I’VE HOPED FOR
OR COULD HAVE BEEN
WHEN PARTS OF MY LIFE
SEEM SKETCHY AT BEST
I NEED TO REMEMBER
I JUST CAN’T SEE THE REST
CAUSE I’M NOT YET THEM MAN I WILL BE
THE IMAGE IS STILL INCOMPLETE
IF ONLY THESE EYES NEVER CEASED TO SEE
IN THE BIGGER PICTURE
HE’S STILL DRAWING ME
I CAN’T GET PAST THE PAIN
DARK MEMORIES REMAIN
LIKE COLD FAMILIAR VOICES
THEY CALL MY NAME
WILL I RISE ABOVE
COULD I TRULY LOVE
HOLDING BACK ON NOTHING
EXCEPT THE SHAME
WHEN SCARS ON MY HEART
ARE ALL THAT I FEEL
I NEED TO REMEMBER
HIS HEART IS GREATER STILL
CHORUS
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUTURE LOOKS LIKE
BUT I KNOW THAT MY LIFE WILL TELL WITH TIME
AND DOWN THIS ROAD, WHEN I STAND IN PERFECT LIGHT
I WILL SEE THE PURPOSE IN HIS DESIGN
CHORUS
...IN THE BIGGER PICTURE
HE’S STILL DRAWING ME